A/N: This is my first BTR fic and my first fic in a loooooong time. I hope you all enjoy and reviews are lovely.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. If I owned BTR we'd have an episode everyday and "The City is Ours" would be released already. ^_^
"KENDALL!" a voice yells from one of the rooms in the apartment.
The blonde boy slightly smirks as he knew who it was and what it was about, but decides to ignore the voice and goes about finishing his bowl of cereal.
"KENDALL!" the voice yells again.
Still with a mischievous grin on his face, Kendall lifts the last spoonful of cereal to his lips. Just then a door slams open, startles him, and causes the cereal to jump off his spoon and back into the bowl.
In the doorway of their bedroom stands a red-faced, steam-coming-out-of-his-ears Logan. Kendall couldn't help but chuckle.
"WHAT is so funny?" Logan growls.
"You. What's got your panties in a bunch this time?" Kendall asks as he tries again to finish his breakfast.
Logan frowns, hating the insinuation that he gets upset a lot. "You know exactly what's wrong."
The cereal is finally gone and Kendall places his dishes in the sink. "No. I have no idea who did that to your face." He points to the baby doll makeup plastered on Logan's face.
In addition to hating the idea that he is easily upset, Logan hates the fact that Kendall is such a good liar. No matter how long they've known each other, Logan still fails eighty percent of the time in calling Kendall's bluff.
"Who else could have done it?" Logan's voice raises a note with every word.
Kendall leans over the sink, shrugs, and flashes that famous mischievous smile.
Logan, who hadn't moved from the door, makes his way to stand toe to toe with Kendall. Knowing where this was going, Kendall runs around the counter and meets Logan halfway. Very determined, Logan didn't even see Kendall move and runs right into him, making him stagger back a few steps.
"What the -?" Logan stammers as he regains his balance.
Kendall just stands his ground with a huge grin on his face.
Logan opens his mouth to yell some more, but the other bedroom door opens and a disheveled Carlos steps out. Logan and Kendall turn to the source of the disturbance.
Carlos is staring at the floor while rubbing his neck. Groggily he says, "What's with all the yelling? It's Saturday a-a-and…" He looks up and sees Logan's pretty face.
Carlos' eyes widen, and a huge grin appears on his face. He glances over at Kendall, whose grin widens even more. Without another word, Carlos rushes back into his bedroom, which he shares with James, and shuts the door.
Logan's not stupid. He saw that look Carlos gave Kendall. He slowly turns back to face his roommate. Again he opens his mouth and again he is interrupted.
Thud! "Carlos! It's Saturday and I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP!"
A few silent seconds pass and then there is a mad rush to the door. The door swings open, and there are James and Carlos standing in the doorway. Logan is again turns toward the commotion. James' eyes widen and he starts to snicker.
"See. See. See. I told you!" Carlos tries to whisper but is too excited. "He actually pulled it off!"
The two in the doorway can't suppress their laughter anymore. Logan is furious and confronts Kendall again.
Kendall starts, "Logie, remember that time when…?" He shrugs and makes a beeline for the apartment exit.
Logan chases after him, leaving the sound of the other two laughing hysterically behind him. It wasn't until he saw his reflection in the pool water that he remembered the makeup was still on his face. He stops dead in his tracks. Kendall stops to take a breather when he saw Logan halt. They were on the opposite ends of the pool.
Logan has to make a decision. It was empty now, but within the next five minutes the pool area would start filling up with the other tenants. Does he want to risk embarrassment or save revenge for a later date?
In his most menacing voice, which wasn't that menacing, Logan yells, "You better sleep with one eye open, KENDALL KNIGHT!"
"I sure will, Raggedy Ann." Kendall retorts as he explodes into a fit of laughter.
Logan almost rushes to exact revenge at this moment of weakness, but he hears the elevators ring. Not wanting to chance any more possible pictures of this embarrassing moment, he rushes through the lobby and up the stairs back to his room to wash the stuff off his face.
It takes about 15 minutes to scrub the makeup off because apparently it was waterproof makeup. When he finishes, he looks at himself in the mirror. "Payback's a bitch."
A/N: So that's that. I want to thank my buddy Kellie for being such a wonderful beta. This is going to end up being my first chaptered piece. I don't know how long it's going to be, but I will keep writing as long as people enjoy. It's the fuel that keeps me going. Until next time.