"I am Spiderman!"
"Get OFF of the refrigerator!"
"No."
Edward crossed his arms and huffed. "Well, you can't stay up there forever. You'll have to come down sometime, and when you do, you are in SO much trouble" Edward brandished his fork. He stomped out of the room, but not before slamming the refrigerator door so hard that Roy almost fell off.
"You can't stop the 'stang, sweetheart; you're only getting your just deserts!" Roy called after his boyfriend.
Edward flipped the raven-haired lunatic as he turned the corner into the hallway. He could hardly stand the thought of it: what Roy had done. He had it coming, though; he had to admit. Last week he had convinced the men at the auto shop to paint the colonel's black mustang hot-pink…for free, too. But this, this was so much worse.
Roy, being the deceitful and conniving man that he was, had planned his revenge out perfectly. He had stolen Edward's wallet and cleaned the house of spare change and the like. Then, with Ed's money, he had bought 21 gallons of milk. He then cleared out the refrigerator and replaced everything with milk, knowing that he had no money to buy real food.
Edward had chased him around the house for half an hour with a fork until he found refuge on top of the fridge.
Roy laughed and jumped down from the stainless-steel refrigerator. In his defense, Edward made an honest man of him. He always said that he always repaid his debts, and Ed had proven him right.