Hello again. So in this chapter, I have a couple of things. One: George Frederick is King George, according to the internet, so that's what I'm calling him. Two: I may have gone a bit overboard with my suggestiveness, but I don't really think I did so hope y'all don't mind.
Actually, I guess that's all. It was actually a couple though.
Anyways, thank you all for reading!
I sleep well in the unfamiliar room, while is surprising because I usually don't like sleeping in places I'm not used to. I end up sleeping way later than I normally do, but even so the dorm is silent when I wake up. I guess most people are asleep, I am kind of an oddball as far as sleeping goes. I look over at John's bed to affirm that most people are probably asleep (instead of, say, everyone camping outside my door, planning to throw a pie at my face as I exited the room in which scenario he might be gone), and see that he's indeed there. Interestingly, he's also partway off of his bed, and getting further as time goes on. I can't decide whether to let him fall (it would be fun to watch), push him back onto the bed, or just wake him up and let him do whatever he wants. If I let him fall or push him, chances are he'll wake up anyways. I sit in bed for a couple more minutes, unusually indecisive, before deciding that I'll push him back onto his bed and try not to wake him up.
Even though I've decided, after my bout of indecisiveness, I'm still not really sure how to go about pushing someone back onto their bed without disturbing their sleep.
I approach his bed and kind of tap him to see if he'll wake up. He doesn't stir, so I continue to push on him lightly. When he still doesn't move, I figure that I'll just roll him over and be done with it. I grab his shoulder and start to push him, but he mumbles something and I immediately stop. I wait about ten seconds to assure he's still asleep, keeping as still as I can.
During these ten seconds I can't help but notice how peaceful he looks sleeping. I'm sure most people look peaceful sleeping, but it's not something I get to see very often, as I don't make it a habit to watch people sleep and don't love with anyone.
He looks kind of angelic.
I resume turning him over, blushing at my admiration of how cute he looks. He mumbles again, but I just want to get it over with so I don't stop this time.
I manage to get all of him completely back onto his bed before he wakes up. He opens his eyes groggily and stares at me a second before saying anything.
"Why am I awake?" he mutters. After looking at the clock he continues, "It's not even noon."
"Well I woke up early and you were falling off of your bed. I opted to help you and then you woke up. You are fully on your bed again though, so consider some gratitude."
"Oh. Yeah, I fall off of my bed a lot actually. Not sure why."
He still sounds asleep, even after participation in a kind-of-conversation, so I figure if I leave him be he'll fall back asleep.
But he doesn't, and I can plainly see the moment when he really wakes up. His eyes open and gain an element of awakeness that wasn't there before, as he attempts to sit up.
"Wait," he pauses for a moment, and I think he may have lost his train of thought already. Then he starts again, "Oh, I remembered. Are you saying that almost everyone else in the dorm is asleep? Because if so…"
"Yeah, as far as I can tell."
He starts to grin evilly.
"We have to prank them. It's the perfect opportunity. We'll recruit anyone who's awake and then we'll convene and decide on a prank. Maybe even start a prank war," he waggles his eyebrows. "Are you ready?"
He sounds very resolute, so I don't bother questioning him.
"Sure."
"Ok, this is good. Very good."
He's definitely scheming.
He gets out of his bed and I get the feeling I've reached the point of no return. I just hope no one will hate me after this.
He starts to take off his clothes, and when he gets to his pants I remember myself and turn around quickly, blushing. I wasn't looking at his back, really, I was just spacing out. Honest.
He must have seem my movement out of the corner of his eye, because he kind of chuckles before saying, "You should get dressed too, you're still in yesterday's clothes."
I'm grateful for the distraction, and go to find my clothes before realizing I don't have any.
"Could I, um, maybe borrow your clothes or something? I left mine at the place I was planning to stay."
"Oh, sure. Pick some from the closet over there. You can wear whatever you want, as long as you return it at some point, the sooner the better."
"Thanks."
I go over to his closet, finding that he has a nice selection of clothes, and that his style is similar enough to mine that I can find something to wear that isn't too unusual for me. Ok, it's not really, but there are some clothes that don't seem like things he would wear which suit my style fairly well.
I finish getting dressed and turn around. John is still politely looking away, so I clear my throat as a signal that I'm as fully clothed as he is. Which would be with all of the clothes, of course.
He looks at me again, seems to admire how I look in his slightly-more-stylish-than-mine clothes.
"Ok, time to recruit our men."
He leads me down the hallway, poking his head into every room we pass.
We find some people awake, the most notable of them being Hercules and Lafayette who are playing a card game (which almost seems like it could be strip poker… huh) when we come in.
There's also some random people that I don't know or recognise, such as someone named Charles Lee who seems kind of annoying. Of course, I probably shouldn't judge him so quickly, but part of my dislike is the fact that Lafayette (who took charge once John told him the plan) had promoted him to "general", and that I might be kind of jealous in the back of my mind.
The conversation went kind of like this:
"Ok, Lee. By the power invested in me because I'm cool and French, I promote you to general. This is a very serious title, and I hope that you will accept it as such, and fight well for our cause."
"I'm a general! Wow, cool!" Lee answers in his ridiculous voice.
Yeah, he's not the choice I would've gone with.
When I ask Lafayette why in the world he chose Lee, all he says is, "Alex, we can't very well send our very best men into combat, can we? We must be plotting on the sidelines, with no chance of injury. Our soldiers would be hopeless without us. They need us."
His answer isn't very convincing, but I leave it.
I also realize that I'm letting my petty jealousy get in the way of being a good person (no matter how annoying Lee might be, which would be very) so I try to be nicer after that.
We hold a meeting, deciding what our first prank will be. Lafayette thinks we shouldn't start out too bad, ease them into it a little, but John still wants to do something big. Even as John loses the argument, the glint to his eyes is still there. He manages, somehow, to bargain his way into getting to plan the biggest prank, whenever Lafayette plans to unleash it on the enemies. A last resort of sorts. Lafayette gets to plan the first prank, and they're thinking that they'll hold meetings to decide the rest, which will of course depend on the foes' retaliation.
Lafayette decides that he will only tell the people crucial to the prank what it is, apparently for "shock value" and because he wants to surprise us.
"Just because I don't want the prank to be too intense, doesn't mean it won't be good."
He sends off some people to go get resources, and keeps pretty much only John, Hercules, and me in the dark. I think he's trying to impress us, which is kind of funny.
We wait there for people to get back. Once they do, it's fairly obvious what Lafayette has planned, made especially so by the fact that I thought about it fairly recently.
"Really?" I ask, raising my eyebrows at the materials.
"Ok, so it may not be as sophisticated as I made it seem, but it's classic! I couldn't resist."
He gives me a pleading puppy dog face, and I relent. I guess it is quite classic.
I expect John and Hercules to have figured it out too, and when I look over at them I'm not disappointed. They both have evil grins on their faces, apparently pleased with the simple prank.
Hercules speaks up.
"Ok, we'll need someone stationed near all of the rooms when people start waking up. I suggest that we lock their doors so that we can get them at the same time and confuse them. We can make their locks open at the same time, and make sure that all of them are awake."
"I second what he said," agrees Lafayette.
"Wait… How are you planning to get the doors to unlock at the same time?" I ask.
Everyone looks at me, confused, and finally John answers.
"We have automatic locks… We just need to break into Washington's office to control the ones we want to."
"Oh."
He looks vaguely uncomfortable.
Lafayette tries to dispel the awkard by interjecting, "Yeah, this dorm is pretty fancy! It's kind of silly, honestly. I mean when, other than during a prank war, would you want to access all of the locks?"
I can think of a couple of times (most of them emergencies, I have a dark mind) when you'd want to do that, but I'm grateful for his interruption, so I don't point them out.
Lafayette assigns people to rooms, and has Hercules control the locks, despite his protests. After Lafayette whispers something in Herc's ear, he relents and goes to control the locks.
Me and John are assigned to this guy named Aaron Burr and his roommate.
Lafayette takes on George Frederick, who apparently never hangs out with anyone in the dorm, always clubbing or hiding in his room, and since his roommate is out Lafayette doesn't need a partner.
Herc locks all the rooms that have prank-able people in them, and we get ready to spend a while waiting for them to wake up.
Any predictions as to either what the prank is or what Lafayette offered Hercules? It's completely innocent though, however it might seem. I promise.
Thank you again for reading, and reviews are always appreciated!
