Title: Bluebells and Red Bels Aren't the Same

Warnings: This is not as good as previous chapters.

Prompt: "Blue bells and red Bels are not to be confused." Given by Amu4ever.

Words: 1,472

Notes: This was hard to write. This was part of the reason Amu sent it to me apparently. So yeah, this isn't good, but I refuse to let myself agonize over it. So here ya go. Please remember to review!

Tsuna couldn't stop laughing. Someone had evidently gotten fed up with Belphegor's whining and pranked him. Pranked him quite well, if Tsuna had anything to say about it. Xanxus, sitting beside him, was also laughing. He was laughing so hard that he ended up falling off the chair. Their mutual state of laughing was probably not helped by the fact that they had just started a drinking contest when Bel started screeching.

Tsuna looked up at the fuming prince again, and once more burst out laughing. The Vongola were hosting the annual week long Christmas party, which meant that everyone (when he says everyone, he means everyone) was in the same house for a week. It didn't matter if the mansion was huge. It didn't matter that if you managed to get yourself lost enough you could go a whole day without seeing anyone.

None of that mattered.

What did matter was that somehow they all managed to bump into one another multiple times a day. This resulted in tensions being high, and Tsuna had known that at some point the prank wars (he had forbidden any actual wars), but he hadn't known that it would start so spectacularly. His stomach and sides were starting to hurt from laughing.

Someone (he had a feeling it was Hayato) had replaced Bel's shampoo and conditioner with red hair dye, and then left a note on the counter underneath a blue flower that said, "Bluebells are not to be confused with red Bels." Bel saw it when he got out of the shower, took one look in the mirror, and woke the whole mansion up with his screaming. (Why did Bel shower at night?)

Well, almost the whole mansion. Tsuna and Xanxus were still awake. Sometimes they both needed a chance to unwind with someone else who understood what it was like babysitting a bunch of psychotic children. At least, it felt like babysitting a bunch of psychotic children. So they were halfway (not entirely, they could still think somewhat normally) drunk when Bel charged into the room screaming that he was going to kill whoever did it.

So now there they were, Xanxus and Tsuna, laying on the floor laughing like idiots. Bel was still screaming at them, and Squalo, Takeshi, Hayato, and Lussuria had come into the room. Lussuria immediately strode forward to Bel and started patting his head and cooing that he looked cute with red hair (oh, and did the carpet match the drapes?).

Squalo and Hayato relaxed from their battle ready stances and finally took in what was going on. The way that Hayato started laughing like an evil maniac under his breath convinced Tsuna that he was the one that did it. The glance he shared with Squalo told Tsuna it was a group effort. He shared his observations with Xanxus, and they stared at each other for a moment.

Xanxus raised his eyebrow, and that was enough to get Tsuna going again. Xanxus followed only a moment later, and then they were rolling on the floor hugging their stomachs as they laughed. Xanxus got a little too close to the fire and set the edge of his shirt aflame. Tsuna noticed it before Xanxus, and he lunged at him, shouting,"The fire is going to eat Xanxus!"

Hayato stopped laughing for a moment, looked up, and raised an eyebrow. "Squalo, I think your boss caught himself on fire."

Squalo raised and a hand, "He'll be fine. Look, Tsuna's getting it."

Tsuna was getting it. Tsuna had taken his jacket off and was currently beating Xanxus' back, slowly putting the fire out. Nothing ended up too damaged, much to the relief of everyone. Except Bel. Bel was still screaming. Which was getting quite annoying. It was getting annoying to the point where Xanxus had stopped laughing, stood up, and grabbed one of his guns.

Said gun was currently pointing at Bel. Bel promptly screamed, turned around, and ran, all the while complaining about his red hair. He ended up taking Lussuria with him, because Lussuria still hadn't stopped clinging to him. The slower moving Guardians drifted into the room, where Tsuna, Xanxus, Hayato, and Squalo had collapsed onto some of the various chairs scattered around the room, and were sharing a drink.

Takeshi idly eyed the part of the carpet was burnt, and that he would probably have more paperwork to deal with in the morning, because Tsuna and Xanxus were going to be too hungover to deal with anything (they were the ultimate not-morning people). Takeshi left, fully intent on going back to bed. That intent was quickly fulfilled, and he drifted into peaceful scream filled sleep. (Belphegor wouldn't shut up.)

Ryohei barged in curious about the on-going screaming just as Xanxus stood up and yelled something incoherent that made Bel be quiet. Ryohei wondered how much extreme property damage there would be. And how many injuries. He was more extremely concerned about the injuries, and the paperwork that went along with them. Mostly the injuries. He proceeded to go back to bed.

Lambo came in with a bang, a grenade falling out of his hand and exploding in his face. He started crying and reached behind, miraculously pulling out a familiar pink bazooka. He aimed the bazooka at himself and pulled the trigger. Pink smoke wafted from the area of impact, blowing away and revealing a sleeping ten years older Lambo. Tsuna and Xanxus exchanged silent glances and settled on leaving him there till he woke up.

Chrome and Mukuro casually walked in, poured themselves glasses of some of the alcohol being passed around, and went back to bed. Even for them (they were early-birds of the highest nature), that was not enough sleep. Any and all problems would be dealt with in the morning. For now, they deserved alcohol for waking up and making sure no one was dying.

Kyoya threw one of the many tonfas that he somehow fit onto his person at Tsuna. Tsuna ducked and retaliated by throwing a very heavy empty bottle. Kyoya dodged, noted the drunk state of each person in the room, and decided that this was not a good time to fight. He left. His bed was quite appealing.

They went through much the same process with Xanxus' Guardians before they finally decided to lock the door. There. Now they could drink in peace. All four of them. They went through fifteen bottles of various drinks before passing out while lamenting the start of the prank war.

The next morning found the four of them nursing headaches and cursing whoever had forgotten to close the blinds the night before. Tsuna left first, staggering down the stairs. He was praying through his pounding headache that there would be no more screaming. No more pranks yet, not yet. Not before he had had a 'Hangover Fix' courtesy of the chefs.

No such luck. He was barely five feet from the kitchen doors (the kitchen was the only place you could have miracles happen) when it happened. From what he could make out of the yelling, while Lussuria was asleep someone had dyed his hair blue. Tsuna was going to assume it was Bel. Bel was probably trying to take revenge for Lussuria's clinginess the previous night.

Tsuna held his head and sighed. One day. One day he would freeze them all and be done with it. This was, unfortunately, not that day. Tsuna found some of the miracle remedy that was made by the chefs (wonderful people, those chefs). He downed it all in one go, shuddering at the nasty taste. Now to go deal with the yelling. Hopefully Xanxus hadn't killed anyone yet.

Judging by the scene he walked in on, that hope was very nearly let down. Xanxus had one gun pointed at Lussuria, one pointed at Bel, and was currently grinding his foot on Takehi's face. Tsuna sighed again. Just great. Now he would have to calm them all down. "Xanxus, put those fucking guns down. Lussuria, shut the fuck up. Bel, get over the hair. Takeshi...get off the floor."

Tsuna was not a morning person, no matter what wonderful concoctions that the chefs came up with. He was not a morning person, and so any and all activity in the morning should be quiet and quick, or else they would face the wrath of pissed off Sky. A very, very pissed off Sky who was not a morning person. They all understood this, and so everyone (including Xanxus) quietly sat in their chairs for the rest of the morning.

There was a silent agreement that the prank war would continue later that day, when the risk of dying was less.