Thank you to all for the oncoming pranking reviews!

All these suggestions from the past chapter that were not shown before will be shown in this chapter!

Thank you to ZanyAnimeGirl for her review for ketchup packets on the floor and the old 'draw on their face' trick.

Jazz2099 to prank Candlehead.

Shinigamilover2 to have Gloyd put itching powder in Vanellope's shampoo and when she gets out of the shower and in her pajamas it starts to act up and she's really super itchy.

And Guest for his/her suggestion to prank Rancis.

Now, an very honorable mention to my new friend, Vida-chan, for submitting these ideas via PM, and for drawing Spook on dA! Honestly, people,
if you ever visit my dA page, look in my Favorites and click on the Spook pictures! Vida-chan is a great artist, and she deserves more viewers! :3 Oh, and by the way, yes; Spook will be Gloyd's right-hand-man, or, bat, for the newest pranks. ;3 Thank you, Vida, for being very generous in your Spook drawings. I love them to bits and pieces. =3

Vida's pranks

- Replace Oreo's cream filling with toothpaste.
- The mentos and cola prank.
- Take an egg, cover it with chocolate and wrap it so it will look like an Easter egg.
- Take onions, put a stick on them, cover them with red caramel so they will look like caramel apples.
- Paint a soap with clear fingernail polish, this way it won't lather.

I hope you all enjoy this next installment! ^^

Wreck-It Ralph and Sugar Rush are all owned by Disney.

Gloyd tugged and tugged. He snuck into Snowanna's house a few minutes with ease, but his overstuffed bag couldn't fit through the frosting-glazed window.

"Get! Out!" Gloyd cried between each tug. The bag really didn't want to squeeze through. "C'mon! Get out- ahh!"

Gloyd slipped, and the bag amazingly came down with him. He landed on the floor with a soft thud, but the bag knocked the wind out of him when it impacted on his stomach. "Ow..." Gloyd sat up, rubbing both his head and his stomach. "Geez..."

He sighed as he stood up. He was in Snowanna's room, and it was deserted. The party was mainly being held in both the basement and the lower floor, since her room was big enough to hold three people, so Gloyd knew this would be a great place to hide during the party. He was cautious about entering Snowanna's house, since he obviously wasn't invited, and to be spotted with his bad full of pranks wasn't an ideal situation for the boy. In fact, it would mean he would be in deep shit. Ralph was here, and so was Felix and Calhoun. So not only would he have to deal with a bunch of angry girls (including Snowanna's spoiled orange poodle, Disco), he would have to deal from multiple threats, lectures, and tons of apologies.

And if Gloyd hated one thing, it was apologizing.

It wasn't his fault that the other races didn't have a sense of humor. Even Rancis has a better sense of humor than Minty. Gloyd blinked. "Maybe that's pushing it..."

He pushed the thought away and dragged his bag over to the far left corner of the room. Snowanna's oversized teddy bear was the perfect spot to hide his bag. It was big enough to be a bed, and to hide it somewhere else would be a stupid move. He moved the bear away and shoved his bag into the corner. Gloyd also realized this would be a good place to hide himself as well. He smirked. This was going to be a home run!

Gloyd opened up the sack, pulled out fingernail polish he stole from Amy Rose. He smirked. Next to Tapper's, Sonic's world was the best world to visit if he needed something new.

Along with the nail polish, he then pulled out a bag of itching powder. It was small, but he knew it was more than enough to pull off another sick prank. It was only half full, but only because he used the other half to dust Vanellope's pajamas with it.

He kept his chuckles low; he didn't want to be spotted. Gloyd stuffed both items in his pockets, then grabbed the bear and put it in front of his bag, adjusting it to make it seem it was in the same position it was in before. He backed away, then smiled. It was perfect.

Gloyd then walked to the door on his toes, keeping an ear out, just in case. When he reached the door, he opened it a crack and looked both ways. His smirk reappeared when the hallway was deserted, and proceeded down to the bathroom.

He used every ounce of his energy to keep his footsteps light, praying that the stairs didn't creak. But when he heard the TV being played, he knew everyone was indulged in the movie. 'Good,' he thought. 'Gives me more time to set everything up!'

Gloyd glanced down the hallway when he reached the last step, and saw light within one room. It was the living room, and everyone was crowded around the TV. The smirk on the boy's face only grew as he slipped by without being detected.

Quickly, he shut the bathroom door and locked it, making sure he couldn't be walked in on. He stopped when he smelled something familiar. "What...?" He then snickered. It was the root beer he used to prank Adorabeezle. Gloyd knew that the root beer he bought was strong, but he never figured it would last for hours.

'Or did I?' Gloyd giggled to himself.

Gloyd then spotted both Vanellope's shampoo bottle and the bar of soap. The soap was still damp from earlier, but it was still workable. The Halloween themed prankster giggled to himself as he grabbed the itching powder.

Once he took the cap off of Vanellope's shampoo bottle, the little prankster gently let the rest of the powder fall into the product. When the bag was empty, Gloyd put the bag into the trash, then covered it up with other pieces of discarded items to hide it.

He then grabbed a Q-tip and stirred in the powder thoroughly. His face glowed with mischievous glee as he twisted the cap back on and put it back in its rightful place, and dumped the Q-tip under the other items.

"Now let's get this bar...solid." Gloyd snickered to himself. Puns were always funny too. Gloyd pulled out the clear nail polish from his pocket and dumped a good amount into the top. Using the small brush from the bottle, Gloyd took his time spreading the polish around the bar of soap.

After about five minutes, the bar of soap was completed. It had a glossy and smooth texture to it, and it seemed in even better condition than before. But Gloyd knew that was just a lie. He snickered again as he put the bar back on the soap rack, and quickly washed his hands. With his own soap, that is.

Gloyd turned off the light, unlocked the door, and put his ear to the wall. He didn't hear anybody approaching the door, so he opened it just a crack. When nobody was in sight, Gloyd glanced back into the living room. Everyone was still engaged in the movie.

Well...almost everyone.

Calhoun had a bored expression on her face, and Ralph was snoring like a bear. Gloyd was amazed that nobody seemed to care about the wrecker's throat. "Everyone in Niceland must be really deep sleepers if this is how Ralph really sleeps," Gloyd whispered to himself. Ralph stirred in his sleep, turning his head over. "I wanna ride the pony..."

Gloyd's face could have been nominated for 'Stupidest Expression Ever' award after he heard that. 'Wow...'

The boy shook his head and began to walk up the stairs, when he froze. Disco, Snowanna's cotton candy poodle, was on the first step on the stairs. If Gloyd had a choice to be either wedgied by Ralph, or encountering Disco, he would pick Ralph by a longshot! In a nutshell, Disco DID NOT like Gloyd. At all. Gloyd was sure that dog spent his nights dreaming of chasing him away into the taffy swamps.

The instant the dog caught sight of the prankster, he began to bare his teeth and growl. Gloyd's eyes shrank as he tried to shush the dog. "Disco, no! Please, Disco, stop!"

His whispered pleas fell on deaf ears. Disco's growls only became louder the more Gloyd tried. Suddenly, Gloyd had an idea. He knew something like this would happen, so he brought a backup plan.

Gloyd reached into his pocket, and pulled out a ball. But it wasn't really a ball. It was really a miniature jawbreaker that he painted over to make it look like a disco ball dog toy. "See the toy, Disco?"

Disco instantly stopped growling once he caught a sight of the "toy". His eyes widened as his head moved in synch with Gloyd's hand. Gloyd breathed a sigh of relief. The dog fell for it!

"It's yours if you keep quiet for the rest of the night!" Disco jumped down from the steps, wagging his tail. Snowanna didn't name him 'Disco' for nothing. Gloyd put the jawbreaker down to Disco's level and the dog took his new prize away from the prankster. Once Gloyd saw Disco leave through the dog exit, the prankster rushed up the stairs. Carefully, that is.

When Gloyd reached Snowanna's room, he shut the door and let out a huge sigh of relief. The encounter with Disco could have ruined his whole plan. He thanked his lucky stars that Disco had a thing for the 70s, or else he would have dead meat. Or dog meat. Or both!

Gloyd didn't care though. He managed to get three pranks out of the way, and now, all he had to do was sit and wait until everyone was asleep to get the other pranks started.

The boy sighed. He hated waiting, but no more than apologizing! Gloyd knew that patience was crucial in being a prankster, but when it came to multiple targets, the mere thought of getting so many people at once...Gloyd could feel the adrenaline pump though his code already!

Knock, knock!

Gloyd froze. 'Was that the door?' The young prankster stood up, his heart pounding against his chest.

Knock, knock!

Gloyd stopped. "Wait...that's not the door." He looked around the room, trying to find the source of the sound. He spotted a window and walked to it. "Huh?"

A small silhouette appeared against the glass, and Gloyd suddenly felt his guard drop. It was Spook. Spook smiled when he saw his master, as he had followed his Kernel to the source of Gloyd's whereabouts.

"Oh, Spook, it's you!" Gloyd gave a relieved laugh. He opened the window and let Spook fly in. The little bat slipped in like butter and landed on the bed. "You scared me, buddy. I thought Snowanna, or someone downstairs, caught me."

Spook gave an apologetic look, and Gloyd gently pet the bat's head. "Don't worry, bud. I'm not mad."

Spook flew up to Gloyd's eye level, and nipped at Gloyd's nose. Gloyd knew that nip anywhere. Spook wanted to help out in the prank.

"Okay, okay, you can help. But you need to be careful, okay?"

Spook beamed and nodded. Gloyd sniffed, smelling something familiar. "Your breath smells like candy corn." He crossed his arms tauntingly. Spook became equally defensive and, (attempted to), copy his master's gesture. Gloyd let out a snicker and ruffled Spook's head. "Only joking, Spook."

Gloyd then climbed back behind Snowanna's bear and sat next to his bag of pranks. He grinned to himself. He couldn't wait to get to the other pranks.

However, the young prankster was tired. The climb from the ice cream mountain wore him out. With the room dark, the fur on the stuffed bear suddenly seemed really warm all of a sudden. Gloyd yawned and lied down on the bear's oversized tail.

"Hey, Spook, wake me when...it's...midnight..."

Gloyd drifted off, leaving Spook to keep watch and wait. Good thing he brought a bag of candy corn with him! But the bat couldn't help but wonder why Swizzle wasn't here?

-Rancis' House-

"So, what do you think, Swizzle?"

Swizzle sat in the peanut butter themed chair, looking up on Rancis' new outfit. With the traditional brown and blonde colors, Rancis felt the need to 'spruce up' his look. In his eyes, Rancis was a fashion legend.

But in Swizzle's eyes, he just looked like a 90s wannabe. Complete with sunglasses, gelled hair, a brown leather jacket, a light yellow shirt, ripped brown jeans, and sneakers.

"Don't I look awesome? The girls in Tapper's are gonna love me!"

Swizzle rolled his eyes, almost wishing that a pair of marshmallow torches would burn his eyesight out of his code.

"Rancis, dude...lose the look. You look like a freakin' pixie!"

-Snowanna's House: 12 o'clock AM-

Spook nudged against Gloyd, waking up the little prankster from his sleep.

"Huh? What?"

He rubbed his eyes, clearing the distortion. "Spook? Is it midnight already?"

Spook nodded. He flew up and pointed to the clock on Snowanna's wall. Gloyd's eyes widened. "Oh wow!"

He quickly got up from his hiding place and tip-toed to the door. He opened it a crack, and looked around. He then turned to Spook, holding the door open.

"Spook, go see if the girls are asleep."

Spook nodded and flew out into the hallway. Being a natural flyer, Spook was able to blend into the shadows and slip by with ease. His nocturnal nature allowed him to see and hear what others couldn't, but it didn't take a genius to figure out what he saw next.

Ralph, Felix, and Calhoun went home hours ago, and all the girls had fallen asleep in their own personal sleeping bags. They were all spread out on the floor, sleeping away the night within their dreams. However, Vanellope was having trouble sleeping, since she constantly tossed and turned.

Spook realized the itching powder affected her dreams, but he also knew that she would be in for a rough day if she stayed in those pajamas for the whole time. The bat flew back up the stairs and into Snowanna's room. Gloyd nodded. By the look of Spook's smile, the coast was clear.

It was time to finish the job!

Gloyd grabbed the oversized bag and pushed the bear back into place.

"C'mon, Spook! Let's do this!"

Taking slow and steady steps, Gloyd and Spook eased their way down the stairs and into the living room. Gloyd swallowed hard. The kitchen was a vital source for the rest of the pranks he had in mind, but he was afraid that if he slipped, he would land on one of the girls, and...He shivered.

All hell would break loose if that happened.

But Spook gently nudged his master, lending him the confidence the boy needed. Gloyd smirked. Spook was his right-hand-bat, and he was there to help him out at any time.

Spook flew under the bag, and used all his strength to give Gloyd a little more freedom. "Thanks, Spook." Gloyd gently stepped over and around the sleeping bags, being extra cautious to make sure he didn't step on any fingers, arms, or anything within that nature.

It felt like an eternity when Gloyd and Spook reached the kitchen edge. They both let out a sigh of relief when that happened. Relief for Gloyd, and ease for Spook. The little bat perched himself ontop of the table, breathing in deeply in order to get his strength back.

Gloyd felt sympathetic for his best friend. "I know it's heavy, Spook. But when we're done, it'll all be worth it."

Spook blinked. He saw a magic marker in Gloyd's left hand, and wondered what it was for. The little prankster smirked. "Wanna help me?" Spook nodded, beginning to get excited himself. Gloyd gave the marker to Spook, and pointed to the girls.

"I need you to draw on their faces. Don't go crazy with the designs, but make it seem like they had a bad day at the licorice forest!"

Spook nodded, understanding his mission. The little bat flew over to Candlehead first, and began drawing on her face. He was already enjoying this.

Meanwhile, Gloyd grabbed the pack of Oreos from the pantry. He scraped off all of the cream from the cookies, then pulled out a big package of toothpaste. 'Whoever invented minty toothpaste had serious taste testing issues!' Gloyd thought bitterly, smirking at his work. The Oreos weren't in perfect condition, but he knew that the toothpaste would hold out for a little while. The more time toothpaste spends out in open air, the sturdier it would become.

Gloyd turned around and saw Spook sitting on the chair. Gloyd blinked. "Done?" Spook nodded, pointing to his work. Gloyd's grin could rival the Grinch's when he witnessed Spook's work. Black licorice is a nightmare on teeth; he could only imagine how much harder it will be to get off of skin.

"Good job, Spook," Gloyd said as he began rummaging through the bag again. He then pulled out multiple ketchup packets. "Now, spread these around the sleeping bags for me!"

Spook took a few packets in each paw, and flew towards the bags. Gloyd knew the little bat would be occupied for a while, so he began working on the eggs.

He took the last three eggs from Snowanna's case, and painted them with brown paint to make it look like chocolate. He did each egg slowly, getting the colors to dry in for each. He then dusted all three with some cocoa powder, and then finished them off with a pink bow ontop of each. He put the eggs back, then turned to check on Spook.

Spook sat onto of the TV set, smiling and saluted Gloyd from his post. Gloyd was impressed. Spook managed to spread a ketchup packet within reach of each girl, so no matter where they stepped, they would be covered in ketchup either way.

"Heheh, perfect! We're almost done, Spook!"

Spook flew over, looking over Gloyd's shoulder as the Halloween boy took out ten pearl red onions.

"Red onions in general are bitter, but pearl onions..." Gloyd shuddered as he giggled. They were diabolical. Gloyd then pulled out the maraschino cherry juice, and dipped each pearl onion into the juice. Unlike other juices, which were watery and thin, Gloyd made this juice thicker and tastier, so it would give the impression that the onions looked like candy apples.

Once each onion turned a deeper red, Gloyd placed a stick into each onion, and then put them all in a bowl. He poured in the maraschino juice and cherries, giving off a pleasant presentation.

He cackled lowly, admiring his work. Toothpaste creamed Oreos, candy onion pops, and fake chocolate eggs. Gloyd felt as if everything was done. But Spook pulled out a pack of mentos from the side pocket.

Gloyd's eyes widened. "Of course!" He took the mentos from the bat, feeling the mischief rise to dangerously high levels. And it felt good. "The main event...the classic mento coke bomb!"

Spook grinned with his master. This prank was the icing on the cake.

Gloyd pulled out a twelve pack of Diet Cola bottles, and gently twisted the caps open. The fizzy sound felt like an explosion to Gloyd, because each fizz could bring ultimate doom to both him and Spook.

But luckily for him, the girls were heavy sleepers, and he was able to finish the prank without being disturbed. Gloyd didn't dare shake the bottles. That was for everyone else to do.

The mentos were individually wrapped in tape, so they didn't set off the reaction instantly. However, some did fizz faster than others, but Gloyd knew that it would die down if it was left undisturbed for a while.

As he put the Cokes back into the fridge, he glanced at the girls. He snickered. Each girl had the wackiest design drawn on their faces. Jubileena had a monocle, Minty had of what seemed to be a fish on her face, Taffyta was given buck teeth, and Adorabeezle looked like she got into a fight from Ken in Street Fighters II.

Gloyd's face began to hurt from grinning so hard. He turned to Spook as he pointed to the girls, "I'm sexy and I know it!" The little bat rolled his eyes playfully. He then flew up the stairs, through the open window, and perched himself onto the backyard doorknob. Spook opened the door from the outside for Gloyd, and the boy headed towards the door. He and Spook shared a little laugh before leaving.

Gloyd and Spook set up camp within the Cherry Twizzler tall grass. He made sure it was a good distance away, but he knew his candy corn binoculars would be perfect for viewing. "Whoever said pranking can get dull obviously never hung out with us before!"

Spook couldn't agree more.

Well, there you have it! Thank you for the incoming reviews so we can keep this story alive!

If anybody get's this story's references, I will love you FOREVER! =D

The next chapter's pranks will be from:

Swiftshadow2000- I want Vanellope and Taffyta to prank him back! And something to do with Candlehead, cuz shes awsome.
(If anybody has an idea for this one, let me know.)

Well, that's all, folks!