AN: I don't own H.I.V.E., Happy April Fools, I know it's short, and thank you to vulpix-sinistre and thechunkiestfunkiest (both from Tumblr) for giving me ideas for Franz and Nero and Raven respectively. I totally forgot about this until today so it may not be the best.

-1st of March.-

"C'mon, big guy, don't be a spoilsport! The rest of us are all doing something. Even Nigel. And Nero and Raven." Shelby said to Wing.

"I do not see the point in it, that is all. And when did you get them to concent to such a thing?"

"Last mission. And it's just for a laugh- oh, nevermind. But can you do it please?" She enlongnated the last word.

"I can be the judge," her boyfriend compromised. Tried to, anyway.

"But H.I.V.E. mind is already the judge because that way it's nice and fair. Whether he wants to do it or not."

"Then I could be the referee. Knowing you lot, everyone will end up drowning."

"Whatever gives you that idea?" Shelby feigned innocence.

"How many times have you nearly destroyed the school? I'm afraid I've lost count."

"How many times we've nearly destroyed the school, you mean. And Big Blue can be the ref as well."

Wing couldn't see a way around it; if he bluntly refused Shelby would tickle him until he changed his mind. He decided to go down with dignity. "If it pleases you, I shall take part."

"Great. Let the competition begin."

-1st of April-

Laura smiled to herself as Shelby went to shower. Her friend refused to shower at night, which was something she was willing to exploit. She wasn't one for sophisticated pranks and had decided to stick to the basics. She imagined what Shelby would look like with neon orange hair. The thought amused her for the twenty minuites before she heard a shriek.

"Brand! What have you done?"

The classes on evil laughter had paid off, despite its ridiculousness. "Just wait until the others see you."

"You are evil."

"Aye, that I am. Come on, pumpkin. Breakfast."

"You may have given me orange hair, but I am not a pumpkin."

"Watch yourself, or you may not get the stuff to get it out."

Shelby groaned.


Franz regretted what he had decided to do. He decided to rig up a bucket of freezing water so it would fall on the Colonel as he entered the Tactical Education department. He knew Fransisco was an early riser and he hoped H.I.V.E. mind wouldn't sell him out. Confident that it'd work, he ran- well, walked quickly- to breakfast. He needed to regain his lost strength.

When the Colonel entered the area dedicated to Tactical Education, he saw a solitary bucket of water on the floor. He looked up to see rope dangling from the door to the ceiling.

"H.I.V.E. mind ," he barked. "Who was in here before me?"

"Students Block and Tackle were the last to leave this room at five pm yesterday. Nobody has entered since that time and now. Is there anything else?"

"Apparently not."

Block and Tackle didn't have the IQ to find a bucket in the first place, meaning that it was somebody else who had the help of the AI. Who hated him? There was one student who stood out from the crowd when it came to that.

His first class entered. "Argentblum." The Colonel barked. "How do you feel about pull-ups? Because that's what you'll be doing in detention."

"Brilliant." Franz muttered. In his hunger he had forgotten to replace the testing bucket with the real thing.


The second class of the day was Science with the Professor. More specifically, a practical demonstration with the Professor.

"Observe," he shouted above the loud chemical reaction. "The solution is now colourless, odourless, and will eventually become a silent killer. In fact, only one drop is required-"

It went up in flames at that moment with the Professor still leaning over it. His large, bushy eyebrows were singed off and landed in the chemically weaponized water. His face was black.

"That wasn't meant to happen..."

The water started to replicate. Eventually it spilled out of the beaker and onto the table, then the floor.

"Class dismissed." The Professor said. "Use the extra time wisely. Remember you have a test next week."

"You did that." Shelby said to Otto. "Didn't you?"

"I may have had a small part in it."

"That was just plain dangerous."

"Oh no, it would've turned back to plain ol' water by now. The Professor's just demanded the place to be shut off for nothing. April fools."

Wing looked at Otto and Shelby. April fools?


"It's still cheating." Nero said.

"It's the Higher Institute of Villainous Education, Max." Raven protested. "And it was your idea to begin with."

"Why did we agree to this?"

"To get rid of the constant nagging. At least, that's what you told me."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I know you, Max. You're secretly enjoying this."

"Only a bit. Now, lets get this over with. Stab me."

Raven wasn't actually stabbing him, of course. Nero had put on an invisible coating of armour, so while he had a katana protruding from his chest, he wasn't hurt in the slightest. With a bit of fake blood and acting, he was dead. Raven hit the panic button under his desk. It signalled every guard in the school to his office.

As the first to arrive entered, Raven pulled her gun out on them. "Don't move!" One of them began to raise his hands. "I said don't move!" Raven shot him. Water came out as opposed to a bullet.

Nero started to laugh. "Max, you're dead. Dead people don't laugh." She nudged him with her foot.

"That tickled!" Nero exclaimed.

"How did that- nevermind." Raven turned to the few guards in the room. "Breathe a word of what just happened and you'll actually die. Tell any other guard it was accidentally pushed."


Biotechnology came after break. Although for Nigel, biotechnology was break. Ms Gonzales barely noticed him anymore and often left him alone in the lab.

Checking that nobody was outside the lab, he darted over to behind Ms Gonzales' desk. As always, behind it was her most beloved plant. "Sorry," he said as he plunged the syringe into its thick base.

MWAH, MWAAAAH, MWAH!

He quickly sat at his desk as the other students filed in. The teacher, as per normal, was a bit late. She stopped where Nigel was a few seconds ago.

"Much to do today but not quite enough time, I'm afraid. If you could all get your projects out quickly and quietly-"

She felt a small tug at the bottom of her dress. She spun around but saw nothing.

"And then apply the tasks on- oi!"

The tug had come again, more insistent. Then it pulled her dress up, exposing her yellow underwear. Some students remained respectfully silent, but most struggled to conceal their laughter.

Shelby, Otto, Laura and Franz turned to Nigel. "Ta-da," he said, uncomfortable with the looks he was given.

"Fancy the teacher, Darkdoom?" Otto asked.

"No!"

"Just checking."

"What is the name of this event again?" Wing asked.

"April Fools Day," the others replied in unison.

"Oh."

"Big guy, what have you done?" Shelby asked.

"I thought you said April Pools Day and I made this." From his backpack he produced a tiny clay swimming pool. It was a beautiful swimming pool.

They stopped laughing at him eventually.


"You haven't done anything." Laura pointed out to Shelby as they were getting ready for bed.

"I have, don't you worry." She winked.

It came at about ten pm. "Cassandra... why are you eating my crisps?" It was unmistakably Franz's voice.

"What?" Laura asked.

"I put a small microphone under his pillow and connected it remotely to every speaker in the school. I call it the Mic-roscopic."

"Since when could you do that?"

"Nobody thought it was weird I started paying attention to SciTech then?"

"It was a wee bit suspicious."

"No, Cassandra, be getting off!"

"So Franz sleep talks? Poor Nigel." Laura commented to be shushed by Shelby.

"Ouch! That's my- no. No. NO! My chocolate! Why are you doing this? Be getting off me! Oh, it seems you're dropping the crisps in my mouth? Is this being on purpose? Mmmm... salt and vinegar."

From that point onwards there were a lot of innappropriate noises for a boy eating crisps. The next morning Franz attracted a lot of weird glances.


"Who won?" Shelby asked eagerly.

"H.I.V.E. mind won," the AI said as he smiled slightly.

"What?"

"I didn't judge. April fools."