Random ideas! XDD Okay, these are kinda, like, random ideas that I just want to write because they seem funny. As the title suggests, it will usually be Frank pranking somebody. Sometimes his pranks will go successfully (which, depending on who his 'victim' is, might end up with him getting his face beat in) while they usually blow up in his face and he get's beat up AND the prank backfires. XDD So...here's the first chapter of my randomly updating story.
"Just eat it!" Frank shouted, banging his fists on the table, making Magenta jump.
"No! I know you did something to it, Frank! What's in it anyways?" Magenta asked, staring at the burrito on the plate in front of her. She hesitantly poked it, sticking her tongue out in disgust by just the greasy feel of it. "Is that…nacho cheese?"
"Yes," Frank's lips curled into a sickening smirk. Magenta glanced up and shook her head, pushing the plate away from her.
"For all I know, you peed on it, Frank," she mumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm not eating it…"
"Come on, Magenta!" Frank whined. "Please? I spent an hour making this for you!"
"No!" Magenta shouted.
"Just eat it!" Frank screamed.
"No!" Magenta screamed back at him, jumping to her feet.
"Eat it!" Frank screamed pushing the plate back in front of Magenta.
"Fuck you!" Magenta shouted, hitting the table as hard as she could.
"One bite!" Frank begged. "Please? I worked really hard to make this for you, Magenta."
"Fine! Is there any 'special' way you want me to eat the damn burrito, Frank?" Magenta asked, sitting back down and grimacing at the food.
"Yes. Take a big bite from the middle," Frank grinned. "And be sure to chew it."
"I'm going to swallow it whole," Magenta mumbled sarcastically, rolling her eyes. She picked up the burrito carefully.
"It's not Riff Raff…" Frank snickered.
Magenta's eyes grew wide and she dropped the burrito.
"Fuck you. I'm not eating it!" She screamed.
"You said you would! It was an honest joke. Please!" Frank pleaded.
"Fine…bite from the middle…okay," Magenta nodded hesitantly. She quickly took a big bit from the middle of the burrito, dropping it onto the plate afterwards.
She chewed for a few seconds. Then she spit the bite out and coughed.
"What the…?" She shrieked. Frank was literally rolling on the floor, laughing his ass off. "What was in that, Frank?"
"Well…it's a fish stick sandwich on a tortilla with mustard, lots of pickles, nacho cheese and some fruit roll-ups," Frank answered once he's managed to calm down.
"That was disgusting, Frank!" Magenta shrieked.
"That's the fourth time you've eaten something I made you for a prank, Magenta!" Frank laughed. Magenta calmly pushed the plate out of the way and smiled at Frank like a madwoman. Frank stared at her, confused and slightly scared.
"Well…I guess you win, Frank," Magenta said. She stood up and smoothed out her skirt. "But…I have a question for you."
"Yeah?" Frank asked.
"How fast can you run in those heels?" Magenta asked.
"Oh fuck!" Frank screamed. Magenta leaped over the table, tackling Frank.
"I'll kill you, Frank-N-Furter!" Magenta screamed.