Disclaimer: I don't own Dance Central. If I did, players would have an idea of what getting stuck in a timestream feels like.
Author's Notes: Sorry for the shortness of this chapter. I don't wanna get into another 2-month hiatus, so I'm in a little hurry. The next chapter will be longer, I promise.
Anyway, enjoy.
Random Riptide Moments...featuring ME!
Chapter 5: The Ultimate Prank War
Part 3: The Grim Reaper has invaded your fridge!
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So, here's the plan for my next prank on Bodie.
I'll take a taxi going to Bodie's house (but I'll get out of the taxi far from the actual house), and then I'll wear a Grim Reaper mask & cape (I'll be wearing all-black anyway). Then, I'll sneak into the house and hide in his refrigerator. But even if he spots me, he'll think I'm a Grim Reaper instead of the actual me. Fortunately, Emilia won't be affected; she's going shopping with Taye and Aubrey today. If she was the one who opened that fridge, I'd be starting a prank war with her, and her pranks will be pretty brutal for sure.
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I get out of my house at around 7:00pm. I decided to leave at night, because I know Bodie's alone at his house; like I said, his girlfriend's going shopping.
The taxi ride was a little awkward. The taxi driver kept asking for my autograph until we reached the destination and I finally gave it to him. He said I was his idol and he wanted to be like me. Yeah, sure, you might think there's nothing wrong with that. The thing is, he was like 40 years old, and he idolizes a 17-year-old. A serious wtf moment right there.
I was dropped off at the house next door, so I only had to cross the street going there. There didn't seem to be anyone around the neighborhood, so Bodie must really feel alone.
As I reached the sidewalk, I put on a black cape and a Grim Reaper mask. I climbed over the fence of the house (Which was just a white picket fence, which was pretty easy to get over. I'm not a parkour-ist.), and landed on the grass in his front yard without making a sound. Then, to be able to get in the house, I tried giving him a mysterious stalker text message. I used a different Sim card, so he wouldn't know it's me.
I picked him in my Contacts, and gave him a text that said; "Seven days..."
After that, I immediately got a reply from him that said;
"Who da fuck r u?"
I replied by saying, "I'm in your front yard, beware..."
I hid under a table, waiting for him to get out.
As he got out, I heard him say, "What the fuck was that?", then I swiftly get in the house without making a noise.
I quickly look for the kitchen. Then, I heard the door slam, and I knew I had to hurry.
I find the kitchen and the fridge, and fit myself in it.
By the time I was in the fridge, it was around 7:30pm, which was about dinner time. I knew he would see "The Grim Reaper" in his fridge if he would try to find ingredients for him to cook.
Around ten minutes later, death touched Bodie's shortlived life. Well, sorta.
He opens the fridge, then I scream at his face and he's taken aback, before I approach him with a knife.
Wait...where in fucking hell did I get a knife?
Meh, whatever.
I watch him run and hide under a table, and quickly call 911.
"911, state your emergency," I overhear his phone say.
"Hello?! The-the-th-The Grim Reaper's in my house! I'm not joking! He-h-he's armed with a knife!", I hear Bodie scream. I can tell he's really nervous for his life.
"Seriously? Is this a prank call?"
"N-no! This is not a prank! This is...wait a minute."
After those last three words, I suddenly burst into laughter and unmask myself.
"Yeah, I just got pranked, sorry 'bout that," I hear Bodie say, a little upset, before he pushes a button to end the call.
"What the hell was that for?", Bodie asks me, clearly pissed.
"Well...like they say, karma's a big fat bitch. I know it's cliche, but it's true," I say in reply, still laughing a little.
"Oh, yeah? Well, karma's gonna hit you next time."
"Oh, really? Well, I'll be waiting."
Then I leave the house and go back home.
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Well, we're done for this chapter.
This week hasn't been so well; I'm actually having measles at the moment. It fucking itches! And you when you have measles, you know you can't sweat, so I haven't been playing Dance Central for a while D:
Anyway, please be patient for the next chapter!
Peace.
The Ultimate Prank War
To be continued...
Reminder: I don't own Dance Central.
