If you thought pink haire was funny, this next chapter will blow you all away! Well, I hope...probably won't...

Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade or do I? *ponders* Nope, no I don't. It's still not mine.

Chapter 3- Don't fall asleep.

~An hour and a half later~

''We have to come up with something of we'll be the one's getting pranked.'' Max whispered cautiously.

''You don't have to whisper.'' Tyson shook his head. ''We're in our own room.''

''But someone could be listening.''

The blunette rolled his eyes and rubbed his still sore stomach. ''Will this pain never go away?''

''That's what you get for eating a hole box of corn pops to yourself!''

Tyson groaned in a 'Don't-mother-me' kind of way.

''Stop complaining it's your own fault. Now think prank master genius who got us into this mess in the first place.''

''Alright, Alright. Relax Maxie.'' Tyson sat up in his their bed and placed his palm under his chin and started 'hmm-ing'. ''This better?''

Max smiled and wrapped his arms around Tyson's neck. ''Much better.''

They giggled together and tried to think up a plan of attack.

The noise from the shower suddenly stopped and through the mist a figure grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist tightly. Approaching the mirror, he wiped a hand over it causing his reflection to appear clearly.

''Cheap paint.'' He cursed and observed his cheek. The blue marking had faded but not completely and stained his cheeks a bit.

He grabbed a face cloth and managed to rub off most of the still lingering face paint.

His grey bangs stuck to his face contouring the pale shape. They touched his shoulders in lenght ending a bit bellow them. The rest of his royal blue hair was a bit shorter, ending just above his shoulders.

Kai grabbed another smaller towel he had brought with him and dried his duo-colored locks rapidly, enough to leave them managable afterwords.

He dressed himself quickly, in his normal attire and ran a comb threw his hair. With a bit of placing and a couple minutes they were back to the way he liked them.

As the door opened, the steam exited along with Kai. The cold air from the air conditionner made him shiver.

He opened the door to his room to find it empty. He raised an eyebrow slightly, wondering where his kitten had wandered off to.

Down the hall, he met up with Tala who looked rather bored.

''Have you seen Ray?'' Kai asked his red-haired friend.

''He went outside earlier, in the back.''

Kai smiled and headed for the backdoor. (A/N: Kai smiled? I think I'm going to faint! *.*)

''Ray.'' He called out and looked around the grassy area.

''Up here Kai.'' Ray smiled from a near by tree. He had perched himself on a thick branch pretty high off the ground.

''What are you doing up there?'' Kai looked up at his kitten, smirking.

''What do you think.''

Kai sighed and walked away from the tree. He then ran towards it and jumped after gaining enough momentum. He grabbed on the the branch and pulled himself up.

''Took ya long enough.''

''Excuse me for not being able jump such high distances.''

The raven-haired boy grinned, showing off his fangs.

''You know it's cheating if you stay away from everyone all day.''

''So what! I've done my prank that's all that matters right? Plus whoever got my name can't get me, which gives us a better chance at winning.''

''Shall I rephrase myself? It's cheating.''

Ray pouted and gave Kai his biggest puppy dog eyes routine.

''No.'' Kai crossed his arms and closed his eyes.

''C'mon.'' Ray hugged his arm and pecked his cheek with a little kiss.

''No.''

Ray tried again and nuzzled his face into Kai's neck, kissing the skin gently. When he didn't get a reply he sighed in defeat.

''Fine.'' Ray growled and jumped down from the branch, landing gracefully without a sound.

Kai jumped as well, making a sloppy landing compared to the cat-boy's.

''Besides, you have to help me prank Tala.'' Kai grinned evilly as they sat themselves under the tree, snuggling up together while plotting the captain's downfall.

~Back inside~

In the Demolition boy's hall way, a door slowly cracked open and a pair of crimson eyes looked both ways down the hall.

Once he knew it was safe and no one was around, Ian carefully walked down the hall and knocked on another closed door.

''Who's there?''

''It's Ian, Spencer open the door.'' Ian rolled his eyes and taped his foot impatiently on the floor.

''What do you want?'' Spencer opened the door and looked down at his much smaller friend.

''I need your help.'' Ian showed him his pranking material and Spencer granted him entrance into his sanctuary.

~An hour later~

''I'm hungry Tyson.''

''Oh Max, please don't talk about food.'' Tyson made a sad face look and looked down at his stomach.

''Well, I didn't eat everything in the kitchen including the sink, So I'm going to make myself lunch.'' Max grinned and dragged Tyson up with him.

Suprisingly, Tyson yawned as Max pushed open their bedroom door.

''You can't be tired.''

''You kept me up all night.''

Tyson said his last sentence a bit loudly as they past the living room where Tala was watching tv. The red-head started laughing as Max blushed furiously and sped up his pace.

Max headed into the kitchen and Tyson went into the living room and flopped down onto the couch.

He and Tala shared a look before the Russian continued to snicker.

''Shut up!'' He threw a cushion at Tala before yawning again.

Tala continued flicking through the many channels their satelitte dish provided them.

Shorlty after, the light sound of snoring filled the air. Tala looked over at Tyson who was passed out on his back.

Max was in the kitchen, making soup and was waiting for it too get hot enough to consume.

''So keep him distracted.'' Ian stepped out of the room he had entered previously, ensued by Spencer who nodded.

''Just make it fast.''

Ian rolled his eyes and peeked into the kitchen. He saw the blonde and crept off slowly into the living room. Spencer took a seat at the kitchen table.

Max turned around and greeted the Demolition boy with a smile. ''Want some?'' He asked.

Spencer just gave him a look that said it all. Max just laughed and stired the pot's contents some more.

Ian's jaw almost fell open at the sight before him. ''This is going to be easy.'' He mumbled so as not to be heard.

Tala sensed his presence and turned around. The green-haired blader placed a finger to his lips and Tala nodded. He turned up a bit the volume of the tv and watched Ian inch up slowly to the snoring blader.

An evil smile was plastered on his face as he removed a first item out of his pocket.

Tala tried to hold in his laughter as Ian removed the cap off the permanent marker.

Ian almost jumped up and down with anxiety as the marker came within centimeters of the unsuspecting face.

The blonde Bladebreaker turned off the oven and grabbed himself a bowl. ''TY-'' He started to call out before he was interrupted.

''Actually Max, poor me a bowl.'' Spencer said quietly. Max nodded adn retrieved another bowl from the cupboard.

Ian almost winced at the sound of Max's cut off call but sighed in relief as everything returned to quiet. Tyson only stired a bit, mumbling incoherent things. Something along the lines of -grand-too-earl-jus-5-more-no-I-no-lat-wha-no-food-. Which made absolutely no sense to either both Ian and Tala.

Sighing in relief, Ian gently pressed the marker under Tyson's eye and made a circular motion all around his closed eyes. He repeated the process to the other side before drawing squiggly lines on his forehead under the blue bangs. He continued on with other various little drawings all over.

It suprised him that the harsh smell hadn't woken Tyson up yet.

Max sat himself at the table, completely forgetting about his earlier interruption.

''It's good.'' Spencer said, before taking another mouthfull.

''It's from the can.'' Max smirked and got up. He went to the fridge and removed a can of coke from one of the drawers.

Ian smiled at his masterpiece and kept shusing Tala who couldn't help but snicker.

''The finishing touch.'' He grinned and removed another article form his pants pocket. He sprayed the contains into Tyson's palm, oh too perfectly placed openly on his stomach.

''I need a feather or something.''

Both friends looked around the room. They spotted nothing that could be of use to their situation.

''I got it.'' Tala grabbed the cushion Tyson had thrown at him.

Ian looked at his former captain with a confused look.

''The ends.'' Tala held up the dangling strings that were attached to the cushion to add sophistication of some sort to them.

Ian nodded and snatched the cushion. He placed the stringed tip under Tyson's nose and wiggled it enough to cause him to sneeze.

''Ahh-chou!.'' Tyson brought his hand to his mouth and nose as he shot up in a violent motion.

On impact, the two Russians bust out in laughter as Tyson looked horrified. The fluffy creamy white shaving cream was now all over his face.

''AHHHH!'' Tyson screamed and glared furiously at Ian who was almost crying.

Max ran out of the kitchen and started laughing at Tyson who was fuming mad.

''You..You...You KISAMA!(1)'' He cursed in Japanese, leaving two boys to wonder what he said.

Max understood and warned Tyson to watch his mouth. But that was the least of his worries. The blunette only knew about the shaving cream and not the black marker.

''C'mon let's get you cleaned up.'' Max said as Ian and Tala clapped hand's together.

''One for the Demolition boys!'' Ian cheered and marked it down on the paper.

Tyson walked off the to the sink, ignoring Spencer who was laughing in his seat. Max brought his unfinished bowl to the counter as Tyson began wiping off the cream with some water. As he splashed his face, Tyson noticed some of the water was black-ish. His dark blue eyes went wide as he dried his face on the dish towel and saw more black.

''What the-'' Tyson quickly grabbed a spoon from the drawer and glanced at his reflection.

''AHHHH!'' The scream that came from Tyson could of been heard throughout the whole world just then.

He ran out of the kitchen and glared daggers, so meanly at Ian that even Boris would be shaking.

''Boushi toho (2).'' He told Ian in his native tongue.

The Russian raised an eyebrow and looked at Max who had returned with his coke.

''What did he say?''

''Nothing important.''

Just then Spencer walked out of the kitchen as Max went to take a swig of his coke. His smile indicated something was up. Though understanding the malicious look, the other two demolition boys remained indifferent.

As the 'sweet' substance made it's way into the blondes mouth, his eyes went wide and he spit out his now clumpy and extremely salty drink drink.

''Ewww.'' Max spit over and over onto the floor before running off to the washroom.

''Gross.'' Tyson made a disgusted look as he eyed the clumpy stuff added to the brown cola.

''It's only bread with some salt.''

Even Tala and Ian cringed, making funny faces of their own. They could only imagine how horrible the cola must of tasted like.

''That's another one for us.'' Ian marked it down on the paper, stepping away from the mess on the hardwood floors.

So bread and cola aren't a great mix. I even tested it, just for the hell of it. No, I didn't drink it! But I let the bread absorbe the cola and it looked so nasty I couldn't resist adding it in here!

This chapter wasn't excatly to my liking, I tried to add a little bit of cute moments. Meh, I think it's funny and I got to make fun of Tyson. By the way, here's what the potty mouth said.

(1) I think everyone should know this by now, mean bastard.

(2) Dead child walking.

I think that was funny since Ian does look pretty young.

Ian: I do not! *hmph's*

Tyson: You know that sounded girly shrimp.

Max: I agree, is their something you're hidding?

No! Ian's not a girl! Tala is!

Tala: Am not!

Ray: Sure, Sure! You just keep telling yourself that! *winks*

Tala: Shut it cat-boy! Or I'll make Chinese food out of you!

0.0 So that's what chicken balls are made of....hmmmmmm....(kidding) Just review and I'll give you all fortune cookies!