She loved those boys, she did, but that did not mean that she was incapable of inflicting complete and utter social humiliation on one… or two… or all three of them. Especially after they started the whole thing. Yes, this was their fault, in all honesty, they really should've been expecting this.

Ah, well, they'd catch on eventually. But until then… more fun for her.

She snuck a few bowls out of the kitchens and carried them with her, she also dragged Milo along, as he was one of the few boys in the glade she associated without outside of working.

"They're going to kill you," he muttered worriedly, carrying along the third bowl of water.

"Psssh, details," she laughed, "Besides, they asked for it."

"But-"

"Oh, just shut up and grow a pair, alright?"

He went quiet, looking down at the three boys all spaced apart on the ground as they slept. "Okay…"

MaC was smiling. Milo found it decidedly scary and vowed never to be the one on the other side of that smile. Silently, she snuck towards Minho, who always slept his side, mouth open wide, snoring softly. Grinning, deviously, she placed the bowl of water on the ground beside him and gently picked up his hand, easing it into the water.

She looked up at him in glee before moving onto Alby who slept on his back.

She repeated the process just as quietly and even slower than before.

She couldn't wait to see the look on their faces when they woke to soaked trousers!

Ah, she was a genius!

Newt would be the hard one, she thought, he was a notoriously light sleeper.

Milo shifted his weight anxiously, carefully handing her the bowl of water. She sighed quietly, "If you're so worried about it, go back to sleep."

He opened his mouth to agree, only to see the blonde boy beside her open his eyes. MaC noticed his change in demeanor and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, before realizing. He was awake.

"MaC?" He questioned sleepily, his eyes narrow and his voice tired and rough.

She bottled the panic quickly, "Yeah… it's me… just go back to sleep."

"What are you doing?"

"I uh… No!"

He heard feet on the ground, someone was running.

"Bloody coward," she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest. Though, she supposed he was right. She did rope him into it anyway. If anyone was to take the blame it should be her… after all, it was her idea.

Blinking, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sat up, noticing the bowl of water beside him and her almost sheepish expression. Suddenly, it all made sense.

"You didn't," he said exasperatedly. They SO didn't have time for this.

"I uh-" she began only to be cutoff by a certain pair of boys behind her.

"What the-"

"The klunk?"

Her eyes grew wide as she froze in place every muscle in her body tensing. She looked surprisingly like a deer in headlights, Newt noticed.

"MAC!"

The boys screamed in union and off she went like a bullet, jumping to her feet and running like the devil himself was after her.

And then there was laughing as the entirety of the Glade turned to look at the boys and their wet trousers and MaC running away like her life depended on it.

To be truthful… it just might.

A/N: There are three things I'd like to say...

First of all, Thank you to AsgardianGrizzly, for the prank!

second, be sure to READ & REVIEW

and lastly, please Leave your prank ideas for the next update!