Author's Note: I read a Story similar to this, but, my Story line is completely different. LoL

Payback~

Sorano ran into the hideout her friends had (Sawyer's dad's car garage), tears streaming down her face as she bursted in. She let out a choked sob, catching Richard's and Sawyer's attention. "Sorano, what's wrong?" Richard asked, his eyes filled with concern.

"Dan cheated on me!" she screamed, her tears rushing down like a waterfall. "And, worst of all! He cheated on me with my sister's best friend, who didn't know I was dating him! Her name is Lucy Heartfilia! WA!" Sorano cried, falling on the ground.

Sawyer's eyes widened. "He what?!" he boomed, his voice full of anger. "What a jerk!" Sawyer quickly pulled out his phone, dialing a certain number.

"Hello?" a muffled voice asked.

"Yes, are you a hitman?" Sawyer asked, his voice calm, cool, and collected. Richard and Sorano's faces were full of shock when they heard the muffled voice say the word 'yes'.

"We're not killing Dan," the white haired girl snapped, her gaze cold as Sawyer quickly hung up.

Just then, Cobra came in. "Sorry I'm late," he said rubbing the back of his neck. His gaze then turned to Sorano, who looked like she had been crying. "Sorano, were you crying?"

"Yes."

"Why?!"

"Dan cheated on me," Sorano said plainly. She wiped away a tear that dared come down her face. "With my sisters friend, Lucy Heartfilia." Hearing those words, Erik quickly pulled out his phone.

"Yeah, so, I was wondering if you could get me a train. Why? Oh, I need to tie this dude up to the train tracks. Kid's name? Dan Straight." Erik smirked after hearing that the man he called agreed he would let them onto his property, but, unfortunately, it was all short lived when he got smacked by Sorano, while grabbing the phone and hanging up.

"We're not killing Dan."

Erik wasn't paying attention. He was too busy imagining Dan getting run over by a train.

Imagination:

Dan screamed as Erik tied him to the train tracks with incredible speed. Erik beamed, a satisfied look on his face as he rushed to the train, which, popped out of nowhere.

"Prepare to DIE!" Erik yelled, laughing like a maniac as he started the train up. Dan screamed as the train hit him, a *splat* sound could be heard. Erik had completed his mission! VICTORY!

And, it was all short lived when Sorano smacked some sense into him.

Imagination…. Over!:

"How could you think about that?!" Sorano yelled. Her eyes filled with fury, almost as if she saw into Erik's mind. "We'll get in so much trouble with the school! Then, Macbeth will be mad because he'll never get to graduate Freshman Biology Class!"

"What was that about me and biology?" Macbeth asked, walking in, a blanket in his right hand with tiny smiling stars on it, and a container of the candy called Nerds in his left hand. He had bags under his eyes clearly showing he was tired.

"NOTHING!" Everyone yelled. Macbeth was sensitive about Biology Class. He was really bad at it, he wasn't good at anything in the class. And, ticking him off would be horrible, the bags under his eyes showed that he stayed up studying for biology all night.

"How was your test?" Richard asked, a smile on his face as Macbeth curled up in a corner with his star blanket.

"Not so good," Macbeth replied, his eyes slowly closing as he let out a yawn.

"What was your grade?" Sawyer asked, folding his arms.

"F."

"WHAT?!" Everyone screamed, minus Sorano who was still heartbroken about Dan.

Macbeth turned his gaze on Sorano. "Are you crying?"

"I broke up with my boyfriend."

"Oh, you mean the guy who was always swearing, like saying the word that meant go to the underworld and then would say the word straight?" Macbeth asked, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"He wasn't swearing! That is his name!" Sorano yelled, nearly blowing Macbeth over, sending his candies all over the floor. Macbeth pouted, but, he didn't care, he just picked them off the floor and started eating them.

"What kind of parent would name their kid after a swear word?!" Macbeth yelled, his eyes wide. It's bad enough that he is stuck with a witch's name from a legend, but, naming your child after a swear word is just cruel!

"No! His name is Dan Straight!"

"That makes a lot more sense..." Macbeth said trailing off. "So, you're crying because of a break up?"

Erik face palmed. "No, she's crying because Dan cheated on her with her sisters best friend."

Macbeth sighed as he pulled out a book. "I knew this day would come." The book was titled How To Summon A Demon. "We'll summon this thing to take Dan's soul," the dark haired boy said, a small glint in his eyes.

Imagination:

Dan was backed up into a corner, his eyes closed, not wanting to see the horrifying beast before him. "You, you stay away from me!" the red haired boy yelled, crouching down. His eyes widened as he saw Macbeth, smirking away.

"Now, go after him, Sebby!" Macbeth commanded, the creature lunging forward. Macbeth laughed like an evil villain, only, for the beast to get whacked by Sorano.

"Don't you kill Dan! Do you wanna graduate Freshman Biology Class?!"

Imagination… Over!:

Macbeth frowned, yeah, that is how it would most likely end. "So.. I take it that we're not summoning a demon, right?"

"Yup!" Sorano yelled, nodding her head. She frowned as her phone rang. "I gotta go. It's past curfew for me," she said, walking out of the club place. They could all hear sniffling, and that enraged them.

"We need to get payback for Sorano," Erik ordered, curling his fist. What a jerk for cheating on her!

"Agreed!" Sawyer yelled, pulling out a little sheet of paper, spreading it out on the small coffee table that was in the dark garage. It had a bunch of stick figures on it. Erik frowned as Macbeth walked up the table that the sheet was spread out on, still having on his blanket.

"Hey! Why is my little stick figure scowling?!" Erik boomed, a scowl on his face.

"Because you're scowling right now!" Sawyer yelled.

Macbeth cocked his head at the tiny stick figure that seemed to resemble himself. It had a sly smirk on its face. "I don't look like that, do I?" he asked, his eyes wide and his face filled with worry.

"No," Erik and Sawyer reassured, a sweat drop appearing on their foreheads as Macbeth let out a sigh of relief.

"Let's head to Dan's house!" Sawyer yelled, marching off with Erik following behind him. Macbeth shrugged as he followed after them, still wearing his blanket. Richard skipped after Macbeth.

"Oh! Macbeth, are we gonna punish him with love?!" Richard asked happily.

"Sure, Richard."

Erik was ringing on the doorbell impatiently while Sawyer was leaning against the brick wall, his eyes closed. Macbeth was leaning on Richard, fast asleep (not in the gay way) while the orange haired boy was babbling on about how they were gonna punish with the power of 'love'.

"Why won't he open the door?!" Erik growled, a tick mark appearing on his face as he kept on ringing it. The sound of 'ding dongs' echoed.

Sawyer frowned. "Let me try it," he said, pushing Erik aside, ringing on the doorbell, but still no answer. "What is with this guy?! He's supposed to be home! Richard, you try!"

"Okay!" Richard cheered happily, skipping over to the door, causing Macbeth to fall on the rock floor. The orange haired boy pushed the doorbell, a wide smile on his face. Then, a frown appeared across Richard's features. "He won't open."

"Alright, it's up to Macbeth," Erik said, kicking Macbeth's side, in order to wake him up.

"What?" the black haired boy asked coldly.

"Ring the doorbell."

"Fine," Macbeth groaned getting up tiredly. A bunch of tired mumbles could be heard, mostly about biology and stupid Erik. Macbeth pushed the doorbell, a bored and tired look on his face. They all stared as they could hear rushed footsteps rushing to the door.

"Hello!" the person who opened the door beamed. "And who are you, cutie?" The person was revealed to be Dan Straight. And, he just called Macbeth, cutie.

Macbeth frowned. "Macbeth."

"Holy- you're a boy?!" Dan yelled, looking at Macbeth up and down.

"Last time I checked, yes," he said bordly. "You're Dan Straight, aren't you?" the dark haired boy asked, taking a step forward.

"Yes, I am."

Macbeth smirked. "Perfect."

Dan sat down in a old wooden chair. He was tied up with a hemp rope that Sawyer just found in the garage. Poor Dan didn't even know why he was there. "Uh…"

"Why'd you only answer the door for Macbeth?! And why'd you call him a cutie?! You perv!" Erik yelled. Right now, he looked like he wanted to kill the other red haired boy.

"To be honest, I thought he was a girl," Dan admitted. He would've shrugged if his hands weren't tied. "And, I only answer the door if chicks are there."

Sawyer and Erik's eyes widened. They then turned to look at Macbeth. Thank god he was asleep! "What should we do with him?" Sawyer asked looking at Erik with a frown.

"I have no clue."

By then, Macbeth was already awake rubbing his eyes as he leaned against the wall. "Well, Richard, do you anything in mind?" he whispered looking at Richard.

The orange haired boy beamed. "Why not we pull him in a bone crushing hug?" he suggested, a wide smile on his face.

"No," Macbeth said curling back up into his blanket.

"Why not we tie him up and throw a bunch of tomatoes at him? It would sure match his hair," Erik stated, a wide and evil grin on his face as he quickly pulled out a tomato from his pocket. Everyone frowned as they all stared. Where did he get that tomato from?

"No," Sawyer said plainly crossing his arms. Erik pouted as he slowly put the tomato back into his pocket.

Macbeth smirked as he whispered to Erik, "Why don't we TP his house?" he asked, a smirk on his face.

Erik laughed as he whispered it to Sawyer and Richard. They all beamed nodding. "Yup! And it's settled! We don't need you anymore!" Sawyer proclaimed throwing Dan out of their hideout.

Erik looked up at the mansion. It gave off a creepy look at night. Erik was wearing a snake onesie with purple slippers. In his hand was a bunch of candies called nerds that Macbeth gave to them to make sure they didn't fall asleep. Erik smirked at the toilet paper roll he had in his hand. This was gonna be awesome.

Richard was wearing a white T-shirt with checkered pants and black slippers. In his hands was a whole bag of toilet paper rolls. On his head was a small bag of nerd candies.

Macbeth was wearing star print long sleeve dark blue pajamas with matching pants. They were soft and made out of cotton. He had his moon blanket (which was used for night) wrapped around his waist, small tiny gold bells on each side of the blanket. He had a nerd box in his left hand (he was eating them at the moment) and a bunch of toilet paper rolls in the right. On his feet were bunny slippers.

Sawyer wore a race car pajama T-shirt with white pants. He had a whole container of toilet paper rolls in his arms with the nerd candies a balanced on his long nose.

"Alright," Macbeth started, turning around, the jingling of his bells sending off a calming noise. "Let's TP the outside, and then we'll move onto the inside," he said with a smirk. Macbeth then beamed as he chucked the whole nerd container down his throat. Everyone stared at him. Someone is gonna have a sugar rush.

"Roger that!" Sawyer yelled happily like a kid. Too much sugar!

Erik giggled. "Shh! Who's talking! Shh! Whoever's talking shut up! Oh, it's just me! Teehee!" he laughed as he threw toilet paper across the trees they had on the front lawn. Too much sugar!

Macbeth cackled. "LET'S GOOO!" he cheered, running around like a child TPing everything. Too much sugar!

Richard was delicately TPing the place. Not enough sugar!

Erik somehow managed to toss a strip of toilet paper up on the roof. "Oops! Hey, Macbeth! Come check this out! Teehee!" he giggled in a child's voice. Macbeth walked up to him, looking up. The black haired boy laughed so hard that he fell to the ground.

"What's so funny?" Richard asked coming up to the two. He frowned as he stared up at the roof with the piece of toilet paper teetering on the edge of the roof. "I don't get it."

Erik and Macbeth didn't pay attention. They just continued TPing the place while laughing like children. Sawyer wasn't any better…

Sawyer was laughing mess, TPing almost everything!

"Alright, gang! Let's sneak inside!" Macbeth ordered, a sly grin coming across his face.

They all came in through the small window that was in the bathroom. Macbeth was giggling along with Erik was the tip toed up to Dan's room.

"Now Danny meh boy. Be a good little child and don't wake up," Macbeth said in a creepy high pitched voice, cracking his bedroom door open. The door made a loud squeak, but it didn't seem to wake anyone up. The two boys smirked as they TPed the junior's room.

Down Stairs

Sawyer and Richard were already done. The two smiled as they saw Erik coming down. They frowned. "Where's Macbeth?" Sawyer whispered as Erik, who was still on a sugar high giggled.

Macbeth came down the stairs, the blanket around his waist making the jingling sound. On his leg was Dan's little sister, Coco, who was wrapped around the dark haired boy's leg. "Santa!" she cheered happily. Coco appeared to be a five year old girl, who thought that Macbeth was Santa Claus for whatever reason…

"We need to get out of here, men!" Macbeth ordered, shaking Coco off his leg and scrambled for the door, his blanket making a jingling sound. He paused before pulling out a lollipop. "Don't. Tell. Anyone," he said coldly, turning the door knob. It didn't occur to him that there was an alarm attached to the door.

BEEEP! the alarm screamed, causing everyone to wake up. Macbeth's eyes widened as he quickly wrote on the door. It was in sloppy print, it wasn't in cursive because it always looked like chicken scratch.

Everyone ran out and rushed to their home as they could hear someone shriek, 'MY HOUSE!'. Making the group smirk.

"Macbeth, you took a picture, right?" Erik asked the black haired boy, who responded giving him a thumbs up. "Great! Now, send it to Sorano!"

At School

Sorano walked down the hallways of the school, a happy look on her face. By her side was Erik, who was texting his girlfriend Kinana, Macbeth who had his star blanket with him, Richard who was babbling on about love, and Sawyer who was playing a car game on his phone.

They were all in good moods, up until the Principal spoke up. "Richard Buchanan, Macbeth, Erik, and Sawyer, please come to my Office."

Erik, Sawyer, and Richard gulped. Macbeth wasn't paying attention. The only thing that was on his mind was passing Freshman Biology Class, and taking a nap.

Principal's Office

"Did you TP my house?" Principal Straight asked flatly, causing all of them to wince.

"No," Macbeth started, making them all stare at him. "We TPed Dan Straight's house," the black haired boy said nodding. Surely they didn't get the wrong house.

"Dan Straight is my son!"

Silence filled the room as they all blinked. There was absolutely no resemblance. "You have no proof that we did that!" Erik protested, folding his arms with a huff. Who does this chump think they were. "And, Macbeth must've had a little bit too much candy last night! He has no idea what he's talking about, right?"

"Yes." came the blank response.

Mr. Straight sighed as he pulled out his phone, showing them a picture. It said, 'MACBETH WAS HERE!' Macbeth face palmed, before muttering a 'oops'.

"Detention," was all the principal said. He then smirked. "How is your report doing, Mr. Midnight?" he asked, shooting Macbeth a look. "Your biology report."

With that, Macbeth passed out and the three had to drag out the poor boy whose worst fear was biology class.

They may have gotten detention, but, getting Payback was sweet!

~End

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