So the stress of finals has given me massive writer's block for my multi-chapter stories. So many ideas, no idea how to word them, second-guessing myself, it's great. I'm still working on them, I promise. It's just slow.
But the stress of finals also got me in a loopy mood and I thought it would be funny if Mac and the crew got a prank war started. So...not sure if they're OOC or not, sooo...I dunno... Lemme know what you think! It's a different feel than my other stories have, seeing as how it's basically all pranks and no real plot or danger... so sorry...
Also, I wrote this last night and edited it a little bit this morning, so it may be a little rough around the edges. So sorry for that... XD
I own nothing of MacGyver, or any of the songs in the first part. So no suing. Please... :D
*Sometime close to midnight*
Jack was fast asleep, so he didn't notice the figures creeping through his bedroom. His breathing hitched a little, making the intruders freeze in their steps, fear of being caught paralyzing them. Jack muttered something incoherent and turned on his side, facing away from them. They released their silent breaths and continued on their mission.
They had to make sure each device was in it's proper place, well hidden and spaced out sporadically so he wouldn't be able to find them all at once. They finally set the last timer and slipped out the bedroom door, making sure to leave everything the way it was when they came in. They shut the front door quietly and ran down the driveway, getting as far away from Jack Dalton's house as they could before 6:47 AM.
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One moment, Jack was sleeping peacefully. The next, there were alarms going off all over his room. He shot up in bed, muttering surprised curses under his breath as he looked around and tried to find the source of the noise. Or rather, the noises.
"WHOOOOOAAAAA WE'RE HALFWAY THERE, WHOOOAAAAA! LIVIN' ON A PRAYER!"
"SOMEBODY SAAAAAAVE ME!"
"MY SONGS KNOW WHAT YOU DID IN THE DAAAAAARK!"
"SO I, I BET MY LIFE, I BET MY LIFE, I BET MY LIFE ON YOU!"
"I'M WAKING UP TO ASH AND DUST!"
"SHOTGUN! EVER'BODY GET IN FOR THE LONG RUN! DON'T KNOW WHERE WE'RE GOING BUT THE OUTCOME COMES WITH A LITTLE BIT OF TRUST!"
These were just a few of the songs that were echoing around Jack's room, each one overlapping the last, making for quite the annoying wake-up call. He leapt from his bed, following the sounds to their sources. As he pinpointed the location of each song, he realized that someone had set up alarms all over his room, each one set to go off at 6:47 AM.
After running around for what seemed like hours, Jack finally silenced the last alarm. He looked at his phone; it was 6:58, meaning his REGULAR alarm was going to be going off in less than two minutes. He groaned and rubbed his face.
"He's dead," Jack muttered darkly to himself as he went about his regular morning routine. "I'll get him back for this," he grumbled as he scarfed down his scrambled eggs and toast. "There's nowhere he can hide," Jack assured himself as he brushed his teeth. "He brought this on himself," he groused as he walked out towards his car.
He yanked on the handle and hopped in the driver's seat, sticking the key in the ignition. As the car turned on, he was met with silence. He hit the radio button, then yelled and smacked the steering wheel in surprise as the music came blaring through the speakers, the bass making the car shake. "MAC!"
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Jack stalked into the conference room, eyes immediately being drawn to MacGyver, who was sitting in a wheely chair. He walked up to the cocky-looking blond, who had noticed Jack's presence and was now grinning smugly at him.
"It is on, Mac!" Jack said, jabbing a finger at his partner. "You don't know what you've just started!"
"I believe it's called a prank war," Mac replied, throwing a quick wink towards Riley, who couldn't hold back her snort of laughter.
"You were in on this too?" Jack asked, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Uh, duh!" Riley responded, raising her eyebrows at the older man. "You think I'd pass up on the opportunity to mess with you?" She sat back in her chair. "You're crazy!"
"Oh, it is on!" Jack said as he looked between the two of them. "Prepare yourself; it'll hit you when you least expect it!"
"Bring it, Jack!" Riley taunted. "You don't scare us!"
"Oh you should be scared," Jack replied, an evil glint in his eyes. "Be afraid; be very afraid."
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*A few days later*
"Here ya go, Patty," Jack said as he tossed the recently-acquired thumb drive towards his boss, who caught it deftly in one hand. "Everything we know about Kuchev's organization."
"Good work," Thornton said as she took the thumb drive and walked out of the conference room. Mac strode in as Patricia walked out, exchanging brief greetings. Mac reached over the table and grabbed a paperclip from the bowl in the middle of the table, then looked at Jack.
"You know," he commented as he started fiddling with the thin piece of metal. "The whole point of a prank war is to prank the other person back," he said, raising his eyebrows at his friend. "But I mean, if you can't handle the pressure of coming up with a prank, I'll gladly accept your surrender!" He turned around to sit down in one of the wheely chairs.
"You've just gotta time these things right," he replied, watching as Mac lowered himself into the chair.
An explosive wailing noise ripped through the air as soon as MacGyver put his weight in the chair. Mac yelped in surprise and toppled out of the chair, cutting the noise off abruptly. Mac scrambled to his feet while Jack fell into another chair, howling with laughter.
MacGyver flipped the chair he had sat in over, finding an airhorn duct taped to the underside. Mac brushed his hair out of his eyes, then glared at Jack.
"That's weak!" he taunted. Jack chuckled.
"Is it? Because it seemed to have gotten you pretty good," he teased.
"Only because I'm sleep deprived!" MacGyver insisted as Jack kept laughing. "C'mon, gimme a break! That's the only reason I jumped!"
"You keep telling yourself that, kid," Jack said, throwing a wink towards his young partner.
"JACK!" the two men heard Riley shriek. Jack's eyes went wide and his grin widened even more.
"Looks like Riley found her updated tech," he said, waggling his eyebrows at Mac. MacGyver seemed confused, but that confusion dissipated as Riley stormed into the conference room holding a cardboard laptop.
"Where is my computer?!" she demanded, throwing the cardboard at Jack. Jack batted it out of the air, chuckling again.
"What, you don't like your upgrade?" he asked in a teasing voice. Riley stalked towards him.
"You have exactly three seconds to tell me where you put my laptop before I do something that I definitely am NOT going to regret," she threatened. Jack's eyes got wide and he hurried out of the room, coming back a few moments later with Riley's laptop in his hands. She grabbed the device and marched out of the conference room after giving Jack a death glare that would surely give him nightmares for days to come.
"You deserved that," Mac chuckled. "You should know better than to touch Riley's electronics."
"Shut up," Jack shot at his friend.
"I'm just sayin'," Mac said, shrugging.
"Well, don't say it," Jack grumbled.
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*A few hours later, MacGyver's home*
Mac got out of his jeep, slinging his leather jacket over his shoulder and walking up the driveway towards the front door. He saw Bozer's car out on the street, so he knew his roommate was home from work too. He turned the door handle and pushed, expecting it to just open, but he basically smashed his face into the door, seeing as how the heavy wooden door was locked. Mac's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he pulled out his keyring and inserted the key into the lock.
"Boze?" he called out as he pushed the door open.
"Mac! Mac, someone's behind the door!" he heard Bozer yell. Immediately Mac pushed the door as hard as he could, trying to trap whoever was behind the door. Instead of a yelp or grunt of pain though, another shrill wailing split the air and MacGyver jumped a mile high. Once he was sure he wasn't having a heart attack, he yanked the door back, revealing yet another airhorn taped to the wall.
A mad cackling came from the kitchen. MacGyver turned and saw Bozer standing there with his phone aimed at the blond, obviously recording the whole situation. Mac groaned.
"Jack got you in on this too?" he complained.
"He said you started the whole thing," Bozer defended. Mac inclined his head; Jack was right.
"But you're on his side?" Mac asked in mock betrayal.
"Hey, I'm on the side of whoever has the best prank idea," Bozer replied, smiling slyly at his roommate. Mac grinned back.
"Bring it, Jack!" he muttered as he and Boze sat down and started planning Mac's retaliation.
So I could either leave it here as a one shot, or I could keep going and write more pranks while I'm waiting and muddling my way through my other Mac stories. Whatcha think?