Foxfang: Well, now that they have made Jeff pffft, pink, ha-ha, let's see what happens before I'm laughing too much to type.

Kiba: While you have to be the one typing, I can laugh my head off! Ha-ha, Jeff is pink!

Jeff: I hate both of you.

Kiba: Ah-ah-ah, I wouldn't do that Jeffery. Remember, we ARE the authors.

Jeff: So?

Kiba: We can make you kiss Lockup!

Jeff: *covers ears* LALALA! I can't hear you! You didn't just say that! My ears are bleeding! *runs away with hands still covering ears

Foxfang: Great, I think you just traumatized him.

Kiba: So?

Foxfang: Whenever you say that, you have a good point.

Yes, Jeff was pink. Pink hoodie, pink face, pink HAIR! But, through his pink face, you could see red. Jeff was angry. And he wanted to kill. Jack gave the signal. Since he was her main partner in crime, they had a signal that meant abandon ship, and every man for himself. It was simple really. Just a motion like he was slitting his throat. He raised his right hand before his throat, and swiftly flicked it towards his right side. Lockup repeated this motion, and they nodded.

This was only used in extreme emergencies, and it also had a second meaning. When its every man for himself, you split up. Jack went east, and Lockup went west. It was simple. Jeff couldn't catch them both at once. After half an hour of running, they always met back in Lockup's room. If one of them failed to show up, they were pronounced dead.

Then the surviving member went to find the body. They had developed this just a few months ago. It was when they were getting supplies for a trap they wanted to make. Lockup hadn't become too popular yet, so she didn't wear a disguise, and Jack just kept his hood down low. Big mistake. They were about five minutes from home, and then BAM! Attack of the fangirls.

It was Lockup's first time being attacked by them, so Jack had to quickly give her a crash course on how to survive a horde of them. "Okay, these are fangirls. They can be more vicious than ten angry Slendermans, but all you have to do is outrun them. Don't let them catch you, and don't let them follow you back to the house. See you there in an hour. If one of us aren't back, the others will count you as dead. Good luck, and run fast!"

Jack raced off after explaining it to her. She found herself running in a different direction. The group of girls split up, and most of them went after Jack. The smaller chased Lockup. She looked back and was surprised to see quite a few guys mixed in. Just great. All they wanted was some supplies, and what did they get? A bunch of hormone filled teens chasing them.

Sure she was still a teenager herself, but she didn't spend her free time chasing strangers that are mentally unstable and could kill them at any given moment! To bad there's so many of them. If there were just twenty of them, she knock them out easily with a few jabs to their pressure points. But here, there were maybe fifty! And to think this was after they split up and most of them went after Jack!

She saw a forest up ahead. Time for a little disappearing act. She started climbing the nearest tree, losing precious seconds as she had to jump to reach the nearest branch. The fangirls were about thirty yards away now. She climbed higher. Now she was up high enough. Time for a leap of faith! "I hope this works." she muttered under her breath.

They were at the base of the tree now. They started climbing. One of them went to the top of the tree. There was no Lockup to be found. She wasn't in this tree. The wind ruffled the branches, as if to warn them that would fall if they stayed there much longer. They all went home broken-hearted.

By this time, Lockup was already at the old well. This whole thing had taken about half an hour. She waited for a bit, and soon came Jack. She popped down beside him. He jumped. "Lockup, you just about killed me. I thought you were another fangirl." he said. "Nah, I ditched mine about a mile back." she said. "How? There isn't a trail anywhere on the ground!" he exclaimed. "Who said I walked back?" she retorted.

"Well then what did you do? Fly?" he said sarcastically. "No, this." And she climbed a tree. Jack watched as she jumped between the trees, barely disturbing the leaves as she went from branch to branch. She was almost running! She didn't falter once as she went circles around the clearing.

After a bit, she jumped off one of the lower branches and landed beside Jack. He just stared at her like she was a two headed badger. "Well. You coming?" she said. By this time she was standing on the roof of the well. She flipped down and dove into the well head first. Jack followed, and then the rest is basically history. They made the signal, and LONG story short, this is how Lockup escaped Jeff.

She went to her room to find Jack sitting on the floor. "Lets go find Masky and Hoodie. They were the only one not in this prank." Jack said. She agreed and they went to their rooms. Since they were brothers, they decided that they wanted to share the two bedrooms that were connected. They found them in Hoodie's room, playing cards. "Hey, guys! We need you two to be judges." Lockup said.

The two of them explained what they did, and Hoodie and Masky could barely suppress an urge to laugh when they heard that Jeff was now pink. The judges discussed it, and it was decided that it was a level three prank, and Jack and Lockup both got two and a half points.

They also agreed not to tell Jeff who did it because he thought it was only one person. Ben was able the scrub the colors off because he went to the lake immediately after being bombed. Jeff, was not so lucky. He spent about an hour searching, and the paint dried. Now they were all at the dinner table. Jeff was able to scrub some off, but not enough to de-pink his hair .

Slenderman threw questioning glances at all of them, but got no answers. Tonight was movie night. They watched horror films for hours and one by one they all went to their rooms. Leaving Lockup to be the only one there. She went to her room, and returned with a small bag. She knew it was a huge chance, but she had to take it. After two sleepless days, hopefully all of the guys were asleep. First she entered Jack's room. She spent about ten minutes in there. Just as she had hoped, he left his mask on while sleeping.

She then went to Ben's room. No problems arose there either. Jeff's room was next. She practically held her breath the entire fifteen minutes she spent in there. Then she entered Masky's room. He was sitting in a chair with his arms folded. She waited, but he didn't move when she entered. 'Clever one, he is.' thought Lockup. Masky had propped himself up to make it look like he was awake.

She used the most caution when dealing with him, because he was the lightest sleeper out of the guys. She went into Hoodie's room using the connecting door, and stopped. She didn't think it would work with him. She wasn't going to risk it. Then she considered a fact she had neglected. Someone had to judge.

So she backtracked to her room and fell asleep peacefully. She woke up early that morning, and after first making sure everyone that became a victim last night was still asleep, she went to go find Hoodie so he could judge her handiwork. She decided to try waking him up Masky style. She poked him and poked him and poked him until he threw the pillow at her.

Attempting to lay his head back down on the pillow he just threw, he reached a dilemma. He forced himself into a sitting position, and saw Lockup holding his pillow in her hands. "What was so important that you had to destroy my beautiful sleep at…" He looked at his clock. "Five in the morning. This had better be good." he said the last part with menace.

'Note to self: Wake up Hoodie only as a last resort' she thought. "I figured that you would need to see my handi-work so you can judge how many points I get." Hoodie grudgingly followed Lockup, and his mood improved as he saw each of their faces. He thought for a moment, and pronounced it a level two prank. Since she had woken him up, she decided that it was only fair it she made them breakfast.

She made a few pancakes, and the two of them sat down on the living room couch as they waited for each of the victims to come down. None of them had looked in a mirror before traveling downstairs. They were all doing different things, but they were facing away from each other while doing so.

Ben was the first to notice. He saw a glimpse of Jeff's face and started laughing. "What's so funny, Barbie?" Jeff asked him. "Look who's calling who's Barbie!" They both went to look in the mirror not far from the hallway. Their faces were covered in makeup. Since Lockup had never worn makeup herself a day in her life, the results were messy. They ran back into the living room, and saw Masky and Jack laughing at each other.

"Why are you laughing, Jack? You're the one that looks like an ugly woman." Masky said. "What are you talking about? You look like a makeup factory exploded on your face!" Jack said. They caught on to the fact that they were both wearing makeup. They looked towards Hoodie and Lockup, the only two that didn't have makeup on, when Lockup produced a small mirror from her pocket.

They raced over. Since they wore masks, the result was slightly better on them, but still pretty terrible. All four of the guys froze when they heard the front door opening. They high-tailed it upstairs into the bath rooms and started scrubbing their faces like mad. "What was all that about?" Slenderman asked.

"You do not want to know." Lockup said. He took her word for it, and went to his own room. The four of them came down soon. "How come Hoodie wasn't ambushed?" Ben asked. "I didn't think the makeup would show up, I needed a judge, and I really didn't know if he wore a mask like Jack and Masky or err, uh, something else." she said. The guys were pretty mad now. It was time for a counter attack.

Foxfang: I'm having some fun writing this!

Kiba: If you have any pranks, feel free to share them in a review!