Prank War: Day One

Evening

Katie wrapped the towel around herself and wet hair and stepped out of the bathroom. She wasn't as alert in her own cabin about the ongoing prank war between her and Travis. She wasn't paranoid at all!

"Hey, Katie!" a voice peeped up behind her.

"Ah!" she exclaimed. Ivy backed away terrified, and Katie reassembled the towel and herself.

"Oh, it's you Ivy! Sorry, you scared me for a second!" Ivy nodded her head slowly and walked to the back on the cabin.

Okay, so Katie was paranoid and overly extremely careful. She insisted someone walk under a door before her, eat something of hers first before she ate it, turned on the shower before she did, everything! Sure, she was planning up some tricks of her own, but they probably weren't as good as Travis's.

"Hey, Katie. I just wanted to say thanks for letting me take a shower before you. And thanks for the shampoo, too," Ivy said, coming back up to Katie's bunk, where she searched through her suitcase for some fresher clothes. Ivy's black hair was still damp, and Katie could swear it smelled nothing like her shampoo.

"Oh don't worry about it, Ivy! You learned ten new flower growth formulas! You deserved it!" Katie congratulated her and applied some deodorant. Ivy was still standing in front of her, and Katie felt a little strange.

"So, um Ivy. I need to change…" she continued. Ivy nodded and walked out of the cabin, smiling for some strange reason. Katie shrugged it off and changed back into some clothes as the rest of her siblings piled in from the strawberry fields to clean up before dinner.

"Hey, Katie! Can I borrow some of your shampoo and conditioner? Mine's bout empty!" Daphne, her sister asked. She had extremely blonde hair, unlike Katie's dirty blonde, almost brown hair.

Katie shuffled around her toiletry kit. "Here," she handed the bottle to her, "but, it's for my hair coloring if you don't mind." Daphne waved it off and walked into the bathroom.

Katie let her hair dry naturally as her siblings, who usually blow dried it for time sake, scurried around the cabin getting dressed.

When the conch shell was to blow in a few minutes, Katie unwrapped her towels and got changed. She slumped over to the mirror with her hairbrush.

And screamed bloody murder.

"My hair is freaking RED!" she cried, putting her head under the faucet in attempt to wash it out. Daphne rushed to the large mirror and yanked her head towel off too. Her hair was bright orange.

"KATIE! What happened to us! Your shampoo!" she whined. Then it hit Katie.

Travis.

Luckily, Miranda had some bandanas that they could attempt to cover their hair with. Katie figured that if she made a big deal of it, things would just be worse so she remained cool. No one seemed to notice.

Knock on wood.

"Liking the hair, babe." A voice teased her from behind as she exited the dining pavilion.

"Oh shut it, Stoll," she sniped at him. He just cracked up again.

"I have to say it was clever, Travis," she admitted, "but, how'd you get into my cabin?"

He bit his lip and coolly replied, "Iv-. Actually, a real pranking king never reveals his secrets," and began to walk to the camp fire.

Katie chased after him, "Wait! How long is it supposed to last like this?" she shrieked.

Travis cracked up all over again. "You'll be lucky if lasts less than two weeks." He patted her head, and left the jaw dropped Katie just standing in the same spot.

PRANK War: Day Two

Morning

"Travis, can you come here!" Katie called over to him. She waved a white shirt over her head (get your mind out the gutter, she was still wearing clothes) and Travis, believing she was under a white flag walked over to Katie.

"Hey," she started, "I needed to clarify something…" Travis motioned for her to go on.

"Can we prank other people or just each other?" she asked, tucking her still red hair under a baseball cap.

"Well, all is fair in a prank war. Since you're a newb and all to pranking, I'll tell you that the easiest to prank would be the Aphrodite cabin," he whispered into her ear.

"Thanks, Travis. I'll start thinking up something…" she awkwardly said. She seemed hesitant, her legs shaking and bit her lips. Travis just nodded skeptically.

He clapped his hands together. "Well, time in I guess. See you later, Gardner," he smirked and began to jog off.

"Wait, Travis!" she cried to him as he walked off, " Thank you so much for helping me! I've had so much fun!" she randomly praised him, pulling him into a tight hug.

He squeezed her back. "So, um. How many people have you pranked so far?" she asked in the embrace.

Travis thought a moment, a bit distracted of the feel of Katie's hands rubbing his back.

"As of the beginning of the prank war, only you and-" A scream shot out in the distance. "And some other people." He laughed and ran off to go see how his prank went.

Katie laughed to herself.

The KICK ME sign looked really nice on Travis's back.

DAY THREE

"Katie, I understand that you are a young learner to the ways of the art of pranks, but let this be my lesson to you, young grasshopper. Under no circumstances, can you ever EVER in a million years in your sweet little DREAMS, think ABOUT even ATTEMPTING to try to TATOO butterflies all over my face!" Travis outraged.

Katie bit her lip, trying not to laugh. "Well, Travis, if it's fair to say, that I have all rights to do so!" she pointed out. Travis raised an eyebrow.

"As I may quote from your previous lectures, Travis, I believe you told me, 'all's fair in a prank war? Did you not?" she weirdly questioned him. Travis gave her a blank look.

"Ya know, I'm not even going to try…," he gave up, trying to rub off the temporary bright pink and purple butterfly tattoos she painted on while he was asleep.

DAY FOUR

"Hey, Connor…can we take some of yall's marshmallows? We ran out," Katie asked Connor at campfire. He smiled to himself and picked up a bag of 'unopened' marshmallows by his feet. Smirking he gave them to her, and she returned him a confused look with a short nod of the head.

As she was out of hearing distance, Travis scooted next to his brother on the bench.

"Mission 15676 in go?" he asked, watching as Katie ripped open the bag and poked her stick through a marshmallow.

"Oh yeah," Connor praised himself.

"Roger that, over!" Travis concluded their conservation and gave a short high five.

"Ivy, you want a marshmallow?" Katie offered her sister. She shook her head no, biting her lip with a small secretive smile. Katie had decided Ivy was strange about smiling, so she shrugged it off and pulled out her roasting white sweet from the fire. After mashing it together in between two pieces of graham crackers (she didn't want chocolate on hers, strangely) she sunk her teeth into the gooey dessert.

She chewed it a bit, but something tasted funny. Suddenly, her entire mouth was on fire. As politely as she could, she spat it out and searched for some water. She fanned her tongue before Miranda without a choice handed over her water bottle.

"Oh my gods! What was that all about Katie?" Cecilia asked, plopping a smore into her mouth.

"Yeah, you looked like you were choking on something!" Rosie included, taking her marshmallow of the stick and putting it directly into her mouth.

Then they both repeated Katie's actions. Soon enough, tons of the Demeter kids were begging for water, their mouths scorching. And Katie realized why. She took the still full marshmallow bag and threw it into the fire. Nobody else needed anymore. After checking on all of her siblings, they decided they weren't in the mood for anymore…for the next week or two.

As Katie herded her siblings back to the cabin, leaving camp fire early, Travis tapped her on the back.

"How were your marshmallows?" he dared to ask. She shot him the evil eye.

"What d-d-did you d-do, Travis?" she stuttered.

He laughed. "Cat got your tongue, babe? Or might I say peppers?" Katie solved it in her head.

"You did something with peppers and marshmallows didn't you Travis?"

He thought a moment. "A good pranking king never tells," he stated. Katie rolled her eyes.

"Nice hair, by the way, Katie!" he gloated to her. She felt like strangling him, but decided to settle it more peacefully.

"Manly tattoos, Travis," she bluntly came back with a mean smile, and walked off. Travis shut up.

DAY FOUR

Morning

"Travis! Get your butt out here! Cecilia's in the infirmary!" Katie pounded on his door much too early in the morning.

He slumped out and lazily opened the door, shielding his eyes. "Why do I need to know?" he blankly asked. Katie looked like a mess, tapping her foot like she did when nervous.

"Travis," she took a breath, "just tell me that you didn't put any chili peppers in the marshmallows, okay?" Travis's eyes opened in shock.

"Um, hate to break it to you, but I did…why is something wrong? Her stomach can't take the heat and it's like she's on a laxative?" he asked jokingly.

Katie looked at him sadly. "She's deathly allergic to any kind of chili pepper, Travis. She woke us up last night while gasping for air and throwing up. Luckily, she's still alive but not in a good condition…" her eyes watered.

Travis ran a hand through his hair and leaned against the door. " Will she be okay? I mean, like does she have any, I don't know, medications? Some inhaler or something?" he listed off in a panic. Katie shook her head.

"Um, is there a way to make her throw it up? Like, get rid of them? How many marshmallows did she eat?" he asked.

"We don't know, but if they left her body while throwing up, we wouldn't have this problem," she explained.

"Will she be okay? I mean, I didn't mean to-"

"See, Travis. That's why I came here to tell you something important…" she interrupted.

Travis bit his lip. "What?" he closed his eyes, bracing himself for the news.

Katie cracked a smile with a muffled laugh. "I'm kidding! GOTCHA!" she gloated. Travis just stared at her, a little water refusing to drip from his eyes.

"Katie, you shouldn't joke about stuff like that!" he scolded her.

"Why did I scare you?" she laughed.

"Yeah, you did…"he broke out. Katie stopped laughing.

Then Travis broke into a laugh. "Aw come on Katie! I just was joking! It's cool. But, don't joke about stuff like that," he reminded her.

"So," he added, "I think that we should get back to our war now. I think we're tied, surprisingly, how about another day to find out who the winner-"

"You know, Travis. I don't feel like doing this anymore. I think I'll leave all the pranks to you…" she popped up.

"So, since you quit, I therefore win, young Gardner. So, I think my prize should be given!" he realized.

"Fine, then what do you want me to do?"

"Make out with me,"he smirked.

"Other than that,"

"Ugh, gods Katie. How about you go-" Katie reached up on her tiptoes and give him a small peck on the cheek.

"That's all you'll get...for now," she said to the blushing Travis before walking away, squealing in girlish joy on the inside.

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Hey guys!

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