P is for Phantom/Pranks
By Waikiki23
I couldn't pass this one up. I hope you all enjoy this. I really wanted to write this one to pay homage to all pranksters around the world. I know someone already wrote P, and I was told I could, but real life interfered. So, there will be two for the letter P.
"Chet! When I get my hands on you, I'm gonna kill you!"
A chair scraped on the floor in the dayroom, right before the sound of running feet into the apparatus bay could be heard. Cap looked up to see a cloud of white fly past his office.
Captain Stanley heaved a sigh as he tossed his pen onto the desk. He had handed out assignments to the crew and had headed to his office to work on the stack of paperwork that C shift had left.
Now they were barely an hour into their 48 hour shift, and the Phantom, otherwise known as one Chet Kelly, had already started.
Cap pushed away from his desk and slowly made his way into the apparatus bay. He tried to stifle the laughter that was threatening to come out, but failed miserably, as a snicker escaped. There, in front of him, stood his youngest crew member, covered from head to toe in flour.
"The White Knight rides again!"
That did it. Cap let out the laugh he had been holding in as Johnny ran after the stocky Irishman. Finally, after Cap had composed himself, he called to the two men. "Kelly! Gage!"
Hearing their commanding officer yelling their names, the two men stopped dead in their tracks. Cap strode over to the two men, as the other three, who had been innocently doing their chores, stopped to see what all the yelling had been about.
"Gage, go get in the shower now. The squad can be called out at any time. Hurry it up," Cap said, pointing to the locker room. Johnny didn't have to be asked twice; he ran to get in the shower. Roy followed to make sure his partner could get dressed in a hurry if a call came in.
After the two paramedics had gone into the locker room, Cap turned his full attention back to his linemen, who was studying something very intently on the floor.
"Kelly, when he's done with his shower, you'll clean the latrine like you were assigned, but I am also adding the apparatus bay, since there is flour everywhere. Understand?"
"Yes, sir," Chet replied, meekly. He turned to go get the mop from the closet when Cap stopped him, out of earshot of the others. "It was a good prank Chet. Messy, but good."
Chet grinned broadly as Cap turned to go back to his office. The wheels began to turn in his head as he started to mop the apparatus bay.
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A few hours later, while the squad was out on a run, the engine crew began to make lunch. Mike was making his famous friend chicken and Marco was helping him by cutting up the veggies for the salad. Cap was in his office, still trying get through his paperwork and Chet was sitting at the table, eating chocolate that had been left on the table.
"Chet, you realize we are going to be eating in a few minutes, right?" Marco asked, setting the salad on the table.
Chet took another piece of chocolate before answering, "Yeah, I just wanted to eat some before Gage gets back."
"Why?" Mike asked, turning away from the chicken long enough to glance at the lineman.
"Why? Because I want to aggravate him, of course," Chet replied matter-of-factly, eating another piece of chocolate.
Marco and Mike both rolled their eyes at Chet. He just grinned and grabbed the last piece out of the box as the squad backed into the bay. He popped it in his mouth as he heard the squad doors close.
Chet's smug look on his face changed the minute Roy and Johnny walked through the door. Instantly, Chet jumped up and ran to the sink. "Aw man! My mouth is burning up!" He began splashing cold water in his mouth.
Johnny began to laugh uproariously. "What the hell is so funny Gage?" Chet asked angrily.
Johnny couldn't even answer for a full two minutes; he was doubled over in laughter. The others, besides Chet, who was still washing his mouth out, were shooting looks at each other, trying to figure out what was going on.
Once he was able to breath, Johnny wiped the tears away before replying, "A little Tabasco sauce and a syringe goes a long way."
"Your dead Gage!" Chet spit out, racing for the younger man. Johnny took his leave and ran out the door, heading for the back of the station. Chet followed, still wiping at his mouth furiously.
About that time, Cap walked in to get a fresh cup of coffee. "What was that all about?"
The others, who had up until this precise moment, had managed to keep from laughing, now started laughing loudly. Marco was the only one who was able to answer their commanding officer, "Johnny decided to retaliate on the "White Knight" incident this morning. He put Tabasco sauce in one of the chocolates that Chet was eating."
"How did he manage that?"
"He said a syringe. You inject it into the candy. He tried it once with garlic extract, but forgot about it, and ate some. But he held restraint and left them this time for Chet."
A moment later, Gage flew by the door, Chet hot on his heels. "Just another day in paradise," Cap replied, smiling.
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It was after dinner that the Phantom tried to play a prank on his pigeon. The operative word was tried; the pigeon managed to stay out of harms way.
The squad got called out on a run, leaving the engine crew to clean up the kitchen. Marco and Mike were washing and drying the dishes and Chet was cleaning the table off while Cap put the dishes away.
They all finished their jobs when Marco opened one cabinet to get a glass. All at once, he heard a noise, right before being showered with glitter.
"Oh man! Chet! I'm going to kill you!" Marco roared, shaking the multi-colored glitter off the best he could then chasing after the hapless Irishman. Chet ran through the bay as the squad was backing in. He rounded behind the engine, leaving Marco behind as Roy put the squad in park. Roy and Johnny got out of the vehicle, noticing the very annoyed Hispanic fireman.
Johnny giggled slightly before asking, "What happened?" He noticed Mike keeping a slight distance, smirking at Marco's predicament.
Marco leveled a glare at Johnny as some more glitter fell to the floor. "I'm gonna kill Chet! I think this was meant for you, mi amigo."
From behind the engine, Chet yelled, "Hey Tinker Bell! Where's you're wand?"
"Su carne muerta! Espere hasta que le agarre!" (Your dead meat! Wait until I catch you!) Then Marco took off, flying around the engine.
Cap came out of his office and he glanced at his two paramedics and engineer. "Do I want to know what happened?"
"Chet decided to recycle one of his tricks," Mike replied, grinning.
Cap sighed deeply before asking, "Which one?"
"Two words, glitter bomb," Mike answered, causing all of them to crack up. About this time, Marco rounded the corner of engine, still brushing glitter out of his hair. That did it. The others lost it.
"I forgot about this one. How's it going Tinker?" Johnny asked, barely able to breathe.
"I wouldn't be talking if I were you, amigo. Remember the White Knight?"
"Oh, right," Johnny replied, not laughing for a moment. Then he snickered, "Tinker, I think Peter is looking for you!"
"Okay Gage, leave the man alone," Cap replied. Then he looked in Marco's direction. "Hey Marco, what did you do with Chet?"
Marco stopped brushing his hair to snicker. "I got him back. He's in the shower."
All of a sudden, they could hear Chet yelling from the latrine, "Aww what the hell? Marco, I'm going to kill you!"
Marco laughed out loud as the others watched him. "I got him back for the glitter but good."
"What did you do Lopez?" Cap asked, not sure if he wanted to know.
Chet came out of the locker room, dripping green water behind him. Johnny and Mike lost it. They were leaning against each other, laughing loudly and barely able to breathe.
"Who are you supposed to be Chet? Kermit the Frog?" Cap and Roy lost it. With all five of his friends laughing, Chet was ticked off.
"Its not funny! I have to go shower again! KoolAid in the shower head is so un-original," Chet grumbled, heading back to the latrine.
"Well, neither was the flour in the bed," Johnny called after him.
All they heard was the door slam as Chet went to shower again. The others went into the day room, still laughing.
"Oh man Marco! That was great!" Roy said, getting five cups and the coffee off the stove. They all reached for a cup and poured coffee for themselves.
"My nephew had me keep a packet of Kool-Aid in my locker for an appropriate time. After the glitter, I knew it was the perfect time," Marco said as a small shower of glitter fell to the table.
"I think we have a prank war going now."
A/N Definitely a To Be Continued. I hope to have a little fun with this. Please read and review.