The Pranking War
Title: The Pranking War, Danny and Flack Versus Reed Who Sometimes Gets Helps From Hawkes and Adam (1/?)
Author: cghardy
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI New York.
Summary: It's Mac's birthday. Danny and Flack decide to provide entertainment.
AN: This is from the ending of Taxi remade. It's a series of pranks.
Second AN: I'm drifting off the Basketball game, but I think I'll get back to it again after reading the ending again. It'll be up. I have a beginning and just need to plot out exactly what happens.

Don Flack and Danny Messer were waiting for the cake they had ordered for Mac's surprise birthday party. The only way you could get the guy to celebrate he even had a birthday was to throw him the party. It wasn't like he was going to do it himself. Danny was looking around at the other items they had in the store. The bakery also had many party items along the back wall. Steamers in several colors, balloons and other items didn't peak Danny's interest. He did notice that they sold silly string.

"What are you thinking, Messer? Lindsay and Stel already have enough of that stuff," Flack commented, seeing his faraway look.

"I got an idea. Let's prank someone at the party," he suggested.

"Who do you want to prank?"

"Can't prank Mac."

"None of the girls, their revenge would be worse than us."

"How about Adam?"

"Nah, poor guy had extra paperwork. No able to show."

Danny gave himself a minute to think. "Didn't Stella say that Mac's stepson was going to be there?"

"Yeah, kid named Reed. Met him on the secret group case. Knew the vic and got beat up cuz of his story."

"Let's prank Reed."

"What are you planning?"

"A few things, but we got to hit another place first."

"What for?"

"Some gags."

Stella and Lindsay were hanging up the last of the decorations when Danny and Don walked into the room. Don had the food and Danny had the practical jokes. "Did we really need all this food?" Don complained, setting the bags down on the tables.

"Well, you got Mac, Stella, Danny, me, you, Hawkes, Reed, Angell, Peyton, Sid," Lindsay started listing.

"I got it; I got it. Nine adults and a garbage disposal," Don joked.

"And you're just one step above," Stella fired back. Danny laughed at that while hiding the bags under the table. They brought out all the food except for the refrigerated items, which stayed in a cooler just by the last table.

"When is Mac getting here?" Lindsay asked Stella.

"After the talk and walk with Reed over in Central Park. About ten minutes," she noted, checking her watch while going through the cooler.

"Thought Reed wasn't a part of the planning," Danny commented.

"He's not, more like an unknowing participant," Stella said slyly.

"Are you sure this is the place?" Mac asked as they entered a family-owned bowling alley.

Reed held up his hands. "Don't ask me; I'm going by what Ms." He stopped after seeing Mac's face. "Stella wrote on the note." Mac went first and saw the signs pointing them to the right room. He opened the door to a dark room.

"Surprise!" people yelled as the light came on and showed everyone that could make it in the room. Mac blinked in surprise and then shook his head. Reed had an equally surprised look, but quickly made his way over to the food.

"All right, all right. How many of you are on call tonight?" he asked.

"Relax Mac, there's no beer here. If anyone wants a drink, they need to go out," Stella said. "Now, come on, it's your party."

Danny made his way over to Flack. "What do we hit him with first?"

"After he gets rid of the plate, we'll go with string." Danny nodded, smiled and made his way over to the table where he hid the bags. He slipped blue and red to Flack and kept green and yellow for himself.

Flack had one can ready and was preparing the other when Reed dumped his plate. Both of them walked over and looking both ways to make sure Mac wasn't around to stop them, started spraying him with the string. Danny got an advantage and got string into the shirt while Flack pulled the belt on his jeans and sprayed it into his pants.

"Guys, what are you doing?" Stella asked, laughing in between gasps of breath. Most everyone had caught wind of the prank and were caught between laughter and amusement. Mac was watching in the background, about ready to step in while Peyton watched with an amused face.

"We needed some entertainment," Danny said, throwing the cans in the trash. Flack followed suit. Reed was now a colorful display. String was everywhere, giving him the appearance of a child's painting using only primary colors.

"Definitely entertaining," Flack laughed.

"Very funny, laugh it up," Reed said. He made his way over to the door without trying to lose any of the stuff over the carpet.

"Got the second round ready?" Danny asked.

"Oh yeah," Flack responded, holding up a fake gun. He brought up a bottle of invisible ink and filled up the gun. They waited until Reed came back into the room and headed over to the cooler. Flack took a couple of squirts and aimed at Reed's shirt. Peyton caught sight of the blot before it disappeared. She found the origin and shook her head. Danny silently snickered as Flack hit him again around Lindsay. She spotted them and walked over.

"What are you two doing?" she asked.

"This is our entertainment," Danny commented. He watched Reed go over Mac and Stella before hitting Flack to deliver another hit. He aimed and squeezed the trigger multiple times before Mac saw what was going on and stared at them. This was enough for them to raise their hands in defeat.

"What were they doing now?" Reed asked.

"Squirting you with something. It's all over the back of your shirt." He watched it disappear in a couple of seconds. "It's gone."

"Why me? Why do they feel the need to pick on me?" he asked.

"Adam's not here and you're now the little brother of the group," Stella explained.

"Figures."

"Hey everyone, picture time," Lindsay announced. Everyone groaned, but made their way to the center of the room. Danny and Flack positioned themselves behind Reed.

"Would you guys give it a rest?" Stella said, noticing them.

"Scout's honor," Flack promised, holding up his hand. Stella turned back around. "Index finger. Cross arms," he mouthed to Danny. Danny grinned and brought up his left arm to cross over Flack's right.

"All right, timer's set for fifteen seconds. Starting now," Lindsay came over and stood next to Danny. She noticed the prank and rolled her eyes, setting up to hit him in the head.

Flack nodded and they brought their fingers to make devil horns that would show up. After the flash, Lindsay whacked Danny in the head while Angell, who Flack hadn't noticed, proceeded to do the very same. Both of them rubbed their heads when Reed turned around. "What did they do now?"

"Devil horns," Lindsay asked.

"You guys better expect three pranks in return. Cuz I'm not letting this go so easy." Danny and Flack shared a look that read What could he do?

What can he do indeed? Review please.