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The fight

I wake up not long after I fell asleep the sound of screaming coming from the direction of the camp. I mean can't they have a little consideration some people are trying to sleep. I look over at the clock and it read 2:13 a.m. damn if this keeps up I am never going to go to sleep and when I don't get my sleep there is hell to pay in the morning.

I get up no point in laying in bed listening to people screaming. Right now would be the best time to snoop around. I wander around until I find, what I guess was Jason's old room. Toys! I sit down on the kids' bed and grab the deck of cards that was sitting on the nightstand. Wow, I got to show Jaz this place. I go back down the hall and into what was now Jason's room and started shaking Jaz.

"Five more minutes' mom," I hear a sleepy Jaz say to me.

"Jaz wake up, I found Jason's old room and there are TOYS!" I exclaim, way to happily.

"Who cares, some people want to sleep instead of snoop around other people's houses," Jaz says to me pulling the covers over her head. I am about to pull the covers off of Jaz when I hear someone coming up the front steps. Shit Jason's back.

"Pretend to sleep," I say to Jaz ducking under the covers. I hear the door open and heavy footsteps coming inside, closing the door behind them. I hear the footsteps stop and something heavy hit the floor. I crack my eyes open to see Jason staring in horror at us.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED? GAH, GET OUT OF IT NOW...DO YOU HEAR ME? NOOOOWW!" He screamed at us.

I sit up, "No, I will not sleep on that nasty couch or you floor that looks like it hasn't been swept in ages, so you will just have to figure out where we can sleep or I am sleeping here," I say looking for where Jaz ran off to. I only found a huddled form on the couch under some blankets. Thanks Jaz I really needed the support, and while you're sleeping I am getting killed because I just backed talked a serial killer.

"No, I've worked hard today and I want to sleep in my bed."

"Well I am not stopping you, I'm just telling you I'm also gonna sleep in the bed," I say lying back down.

"Can I at least have my pillow?" He asks. I lift my head and look at him then sit my head back down. He just huffed at me and I felt the bed sink. I rolled over and was met with Jason's back. Slowly realization sets in; I was sleeping with Jason Voorhees, the camp Crystal Lake killer.

I feel a cold breeze coming from who knows where. I pull up the blanket to stay warm and Jason yanks the blankets back and pulls the blankets back down covering his feet. Why does he have to be so tall? I sit in the cold for about two minutes before I scoot closer to Jason and you know what, he was very warm. Pushing my luck I scooted closer until I was pressed against his back, damn he is warm. I close my eyes and breathe in, he smelled like the forest and a coppery smell, which I was guessing was blood.

I felt him roll over facing me and I backed up a little. This guy is just full of surprises. As I was scooting back I felt his arm wrap around me and pull me into his chest, not that I was complaining, he had a very muscled chest. I felt his head rest on top of my head and I could sense that I had a very bad blush on my face. After a while is became normalish so I was able to fall asleep.

I awoke to the loud sound of snoring in my ear. I open my eyes and was face to face with Jason's masked face. I look over at the clock, 6:23. I extract myself from Jason's arms and go to what I think was the kitchen. I open the cabinet and pulled out a dusty can of Chef Boyardee ravioli. I turn it over and look at the expiration date, 6-13-93. I think it is just past its due date. I put the can up and go to the next cabinet, nothing. I search through all the cabinets, nothing except that old ravioli. Does he have any food?

I go back into the bedroom and he is still asleep. I get an idea in my head and walk back into the kitchen grabbing a bowl, filling it with warm water and a permanent marker from the pencil holder and go back into the room. I sit the bowl on the table and pick up the marker, I am so evil. I set to work making a funny face on his mask and random pictures. For someone with very little artistic abilities, it looked pretty damn good. Phase one complete.

Next step, grab the water bowl. I gently lifted the water bowl and put it next to his hand. I then tenderly lifted his hand and put it in the bowl. I had an evil grin on my face and I hadn't even noticed that his eyes were open and he was staring at me, until he sat up. My head shot up and a look of horror came on my face. I was pretty sure he was about to kill me.

"Shannon, what are you doing? And why do you look so scared?" he asks completely unaware of what I did. Calm down Shannon, you'll be ok, act normal.

"I was trying to play a prank on you, and because I thought you would be mad at me and kill me," I say hoping I wasn't smiling.

"I won't kill you for putting my hand in water. I would only try to kill you if you drew on my mask or something like that," he says to me getting up. Oh, no, I am going to die.

"Jason, why don't you sleep some more, I mean you were up 'til late and you need more sleep, the human body isn't built for little sleep."

"I'll be fine, and anyway I got enough sleep," he says turning and heading over to the kitchen. I follow him and watch as he opens the closet door next to the kitchen and pulls out a cooler.

"Why didn't you have that in the kitchen?"

"Cause it is cooler in a dark place, and I wanted to hide it from you," he reveals with a grin on his face.

"That makes sense," I say running into the living room. I found Jaz still asleep on the couch. I started shaking her franticly.

"Jaz, waaakkkeee up!" I say to her.

"What do you want?" She says sitting up rubbing her eyes. Just then Jason walks into the living room and Jaz's eyes widen.

"What's wrong with your mask?" she says with a giggle.

"What's wrong with it?"

"Nothing it is just on crooked." I say to him, nudging Jaz.

"Nooo, it looks like someone drew on it with a marker. Whoever did it isn't very artistic." She states pulling the blankets up to her shoulders.

"Now who would have done that?" he questions looking at me. I look up because the ceiling has become very interesting.

"I don't know, but my guess would be on the faeries they play nasty tricks on people," I tell them.

"Oh really it wouldn't be I don't know, you?"

"Jason, look at me, do I look like I would do something like that?"

"Yes,"

"Shut up Jaz, nobody asked you," I shout at her.

"Yes I would think you would do such a thing, since I woke up to you putting my hand in warm water," Jason claims giving me a look that said I was in deep shit.

"Well, fine then. I di-"I was cut off by the sudden sound of music pounding through the air.

"We will talk about this later," he mentions over his shoulder as he walks out the door with his machete.

"Well, now what do we do?" Jaz questions me as if I know.

"We can go into Jason's old room and see what we find," I say hoping she will agree.

"Ok,"

We walk down the hallway and we come to his door. With a shaky hand Jaz opens the door. We walk through and I go and sit on the bed looking at the room. He had a lot of toys. I get up and start searching his drawers. He had drawings and pencils and every aspiring artists needs. The last drawer I open I find filled with water balloons. I know what we are going to do today. I pick up the three bags of balloons and motion Jaz to follow me into the kitchen. Once we get there I hand Jaz and bag and I open the one I have. We start the long and tedious process of filling up the water balloons. We got done filling up the water balloons at around 3:40ish. Jason still hasn't come back but the sounds of screaming have receded, so I was guessing he was going to be home soon.

Jaz and I snuck out quietly with our four buckets of balloons. We took our spots on opposite sides of the trail, waiting for him to pass. After about two minutes the heavy footfalls were heard coming our way. I waited until he was just in front of me before Jaz and I started pummeling him with water balloons. He realized pretty fast what we were doing and he dropped what looked like a body on the ground and went straight at Jaz.

"Don't let him get the balloons!" I screamed at Jaz. She obviously didn't hear me because she practically gave them up. Too bad for her Jason doesn't have a compassionate side, so he took almost all of them and threw them at her. Feeling pity swell up inside me, I started tossing the water balloons at him to at least distract him so she could get away. Bad idea. He whirled around and started assaulting me with the water balloons. In times of great distress one finds themselves running from a masked killer throwing water balloons at you.

As I was running I was getting pelted in the back with the balloons, when I noticed that I was wearing a white shirt with a black bra underneath, great. Now not only is a famous masked killer chasing me with water balloons he will also see me only wearing a see through shirt and a black bra.

Having had enough of being assaulted I turned around and started throwing them back. With my horrible aim, I only hit him about three times out of twenty, thirty maybe. On the other hand, I got hit with everyone he threw at me. After about ten minutes of a nonstop pounding I waved my white flag in defeat.

"Ok, you win. I learned my lesson," I say with a laugh.

"What was the lesson?"

"Don't give Jaz any water balloons," I disclose sighing. I then felt the water balloon hit me dead center in my face. I turn to him and "punch" (since I didn't do much damage. I probably hurt myself more than him) him. He in turn gives me a hug pushing my face into his chest, and my face heats up. He looks down at me noticing my blush and smirks.

"What's wrong Shannon?"

"N-nothing," I stammer.

"You know, I really like having you around," he says to me. I look up at him a little confused when he puts his masked lips to mine.

Yay I finished! Ok tell me what you thought of that.

I got the idea, when my cousins and I were having a water fight. It lasted pretty long. It ended with my three year old cousin getting all the water balloons thrown at him, a bucket of water and a lot of water dumped/sprayed on him before it was over.

No children were hurt during this water fight. He actually enjoyed it and wanted us to throw the balloons at him.

Well that's was the inspiration for this chapter.

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EXTRA

Dummies Guide On How to Play Pranks On Jason Voorhees And Live

Phase One

1. Plan out ahead of time, what prank to play and when. (You don't want to get caught; you will have a slimmer chance of making it if you do.)

2. Once you have picked the prank, get all the supplies you need. Try to be sneaky so he doesn't catch on. When he is asleep would be the best time to play the prank.

Phase Two

1. Play whatever prank you have picked out.

2. This is the most important step. DON'T GET CAUGHT. If you are caught, refer to phase three.

Phase Three

1. If he hasn't waken up to whatever prank you have played, get the hell out before he does.

2. If he has waken up to the prank. Run. If he catches you I feel very sorry for you and may that be your lesson not to mess with Jason Voorhees.

THAT IS YOUR COMPLETE GUIDE TO PRANKING JASON AND LIVING (well sort of living.)