Aaaand we're back! What is this madness? This my darlings is what happens when you wake me up at 6 am, pump me full of caffeine, and make me go to work. Yeah that's right. I slack off and write random second chapters to fanfics that were meant to be one shots. And I think I might actually write a third chapter if my muse will let me.
Three days of protecting Alex Rider, or babysitting Cub as they liked to call it, had left K-Unit exhausted. Most of them had major headaches and all of them where on edge.
And all of that without a single assassination attempt to their young charge.
Instead of the easy mission of protecting a bedridden teen that they had been promised, they where stuck watching the highly active teenaged spy. To make matters worse Alex was bent on getting revenge for the treatment he had received at the hands of K-Unit while training at Breacon Beacons in Wales.
The only one who hadn't yet been pranked was Cheetah, Fox's replacement, who Alex had no quarrel with as of yet. And even then the tallest of the group of SAS men was as jumpy as the others.
The unusual teen might not be able to walk on his injured ankle, but he was just as silent, and almost as nimble while walking on his hands (A skill Eagle begged Alex to teach him). All four of the unit members had been surprised several times each when Alex had suddenly appeared, or made comment on something they where talking about. Add to that the stress of keeping a lookout for assassins and murderers and their nerves were shot. And they still had over a week to go.
Alex of course was enjoying himself. It wasn't often that he got to 'entertain' guests. Thanks to the time he had spent working for MI6 the boy didn't have many friends
But this, this was better than having friends stay over. He was finally getting his chance at revenge, and he was using all of the pranks his best mate, Tom, had told him about to get it.
His favorite so far had been the one he had pulled of Wolf while said soldier was off shift and sleeping. It had been simple to set up but the effects were still showing.
He had sprayed shaving cream in the Unit leader's hand while Wolf was crashed on the couch. He had then taken the well used prank a step further by adding a couple drops of food coloring to the mix. Using an old feather duster Alex had then lightly tickled the side of Wolf's face. The man had, quite predictably, slapped himself. There where still multi colored streaks marring his tanned face.
There had been other classics as well, such as the old plastic wrap across the door frame trick* that Snake had fallen for.
And there had also been more unusual ones that where Tom's crazy ideas mixed with a little Alex Rider flair. One had an impressive amount of pink glitter and had left Eagle scarred for life. Actually it had probably scarred all of them, even Alex (Though he still thought it was worth it). There was a general agreement to never speak of that one. EVER.
The young spy tugged on the leather riding gloves he had dug out of the nightmare that was his closet and grinned impishly. It was time to start the ball rolling once more.
*I used this one in my other story Sandy Frosty Pranks
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