Hanky Pranky

A/N: This is the sequel to Mirror Mirror on the Wall, I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1: Teaming Up for Revenge

Well it had been a day since World War III began. Derek and Simon were doing everything possible to humiliate one another, but the problem is Tori and I seemed to be getting in the middle of the fight. Don't get me wrong I wanted to get revenge on Simon for being the reason Andrew has seen me in a bra, and for the embarrassing sex talk, but I didn't know how. So far Tori found baby powder in her hair dryer, which even I have to admit was funny, but it was extremely irritating. I have found slugs in each of my shoes, and who do I owe the thanks for these two wonderful pranks...well that would be Simon. Earlier I had walked into the bathroom to find Derek putting neon pink temporary hair dye in Simon's shampoo, while Simon was outside burying all of Derek's boxers.

I was walking up the stairs when I heard "ARGH, Simon!" Tori had yelled. Oh, this wasn't good Tori was ticked, what did he do this time.

"What happened Tori," She was ticked to say the least, I think if you looked close enough you might have seen smoke coming out of her ears.

"That Simon put mud in my make-up," She huffed then muttered to herself, "No one messes with my make-up." With that she stalked out the bedroom with me trailing behind her.

"Simon," She called out side his bedroom door, "I hope your decent," she tore open the door to find Simon trying to sneak out the window.

"Oh no you don't," she lifted her hands, and froze Simon on the window sill.

"Tori you let me go," he tried to say, in his predicament.

"Nu-uh, you will get what you deserve," she walked up to him, and pulled a pack of permanent markers out of her back pocket. Tori then started to draw on Simon's face giving him bright-blue eye shadow, pink cheeks, and finally blood red lips. When she had finished her artwork Simon looked like a clown, then she turned to me.

"Come on," and she pulled me out the door. When we were out in the hallway, she turned back to Simon.

"Have fun trying to get that off," and she snapped her fingers releasing Simon from his position, then drug me down the hallway back our bedroom locking the door behind her.

"Tori don't you think that was a bit drastic?"

"Honey, Simon needs to be taught that you don't play with witches unless you want to play with fire," she then flopped herself down on the bed.

"TORI-" Simon banged on the door, "Little witch, little witch, let me come!" he hollered at Tori who played along.

"Not by the hair on my pretty little head," mimicked back with a menacing tone.

"Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your door in!" Simon yelled, surprising us both by muttering a spell and our bedroom door flew right open. I knew then that I did not want to get in the middle of the fight, and I ran out the door faster than you could have said zombies.

I was running down the stairs when I ran into a human wall, Derek.

"What's the rush Chloe, you look like you've seen a ghost," he chuckled at his little joke.

"Not funny, Tori and Simon are casting spells at each other, I was running away," I gasped in-between breaths.

"What happened?"

"Well Simon put mud in Tori's make-up, so she froze Simon who was trying to escape out the window, and drew on his face with permanent marker, which caused Simon to blow our door in with some kind of spell, and that was my cue to leave," I rambled.

"Well we better go stop them before they kill each other," he grumbled and headed up the stairs with me following behind him. When we got upstairs the first thing I noticed in our room there was feathers everywhere, Simon and Tori were at a stand-off throwing things all about the room yelling curses at each other. Derek walked up to Simon restraining his hands behind his back.

"WILL YOU TWO STOP!" Derek growled, causing both Tori and Simon to stop and look at him. "Now I know both of you are ticked at each other, but this is no reason to tear down the house," he stated. "Simon if I release you are you going to start throwing spells again?"

"No I won't," he looked at Tori, "truce?"

"Fine," she said putting down her hands, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can we please stop the pranking?" I said looking around the room, and Simon was the first to speak.

"Heck no this is fun," and he scrambled out the room. Tori then turned to me and Derek.

"You know what I think we need to teach that little rat a lesson, and three heads are better than one...I can't believe I'm saying this, but why don't we team up?" I looked to Derek.

"What do you think?" He shrugged.

"Why not," so that's when we started to plan. For hours we sat in me and Tori's bedroom making plans for revenge, and when dinner time came we had plenty, what happened earlier was only the beginning.

After dinner I was finally alone with Derek, it had been horrible being in the same room, and not being able to kiss him.

"So do you think our plans will work?" I asked in- between kisses.

"We'll just have to wait, and see," and he kissed me putting an end to the rest of the conversation. We had decided to wait until tomorrow to put our plan into action, and I hoped it worked, because it would get revenge for everything Simon had done to Derek, Tori, and I. Derek seemed to be quite happy about our plan, and it was showing while he was kissing me. His kisses were leaving me breathless, and wanting more. Right now he was hovering over me on the couch in the library, leaving a trail of kisses from my shoulder up to my jaw line, when I couldn't take it anymore I pulled his lips back to mine, wanting to make the best of our time before we had to turn into bed which was in a few minutes when we heard.

"DEREK!" Simon yelled, and Derek chuckled.

"Well it seems Simon found the hair dye."

"I bet he really does look like a clown now," I gasped laughing.

"Come on we better escape before he finds us," we ran into the kitchen, and Simon walked in looking just like a circus clown.

"Derek this is war," he said and stormed out the door, as Andrew was entering the kitchen.

"I don't even want to know," Andrew laughed shaking his head, "but you two need to head to bed." So Derek walked me to my bedroom and leaned in for one last goodnight kiss.

"Sweet dreams," he whispered in my ear, and I headed into the room. I have a feeling that tomorrow will be ten times worse than it was today, so I will have to be prepared.

A/N: So how was that? I hope you like the story, but I need your help...if you have in ideas for some good harmless pranks please put them in a review.