For these imagines, I will be using the same name, Snow Rhaim, so that I don't have to think up a new one for every chapter. Different people every chapter, same name for convenience. I hope that makes sense.

If you would like to read the reader-insert version, please visit me on archiveofourown ID Koyukiy!

A request from Krolina in which Snow and the girls come up with a list of pranks for the boys! This is a more modern setting!

For context, Snow and company live in a big dormitory building, but Snow visits her family home to host a slumber party.

Hope you enjoy!

The girls have been extremely secretive with the boys recently. They started being hush hush and whispering to each other about something or other for most of the day and it had the boys curious as to what was going on. Even Snow, who was usually a tight ball of joy; always ready to burst, was keeping her usual bursting personality in check. If that didn't ring any bells with the boys, perhaps it was when all of the girls formed around each other and sat together.

"What are they doing?" a question rang out between the boys.

"Probably plotting against us." Jean muttered.

"Jean." Marco lightly chastised him. "Try not to be so negative."

"Snow's there, you know." Reiner chimed in. "Between her and Sasha, I wouldn't put it passed them."

Snow, with her bubbly and upbeat personality, clicked with Sasha and quickly became best friends. They would both often get into mischievous activities together, with Snow always at the reins and Sasha at the ready behind her.

"But Historia's there, too." Armin spoke up.

"Not to mention Mikasa and Annie." Eren added. "Those two are usually the ones who shut Snow down."

"That's true." Connie agreed.

The boys huddled together trying to come up with what Snow and the rest of the girls were up to. They found Snow's sudden quiet demeanor very suspicious. Something was up, they felt in their guts.

"So, my house?" Snow asked softly, smiling ear to ear.

"Your house is the most spacious." Sasha said.

"Actually, that's Annie's." Snow pointed to the blonde girl.

"...My parents would never allow it."

"Bummer." Snow pouted.

Since she's known Annie, she's always found her mysterious, just like Mikasa. Snow made friends with Mikasa earlier on in the year, leaving only one mysterious girl left. She befriended Annie just to find out why she was being mysterious, but what she found was a girl who didn't really know how to make friends and that said girl's family was well off. As soon as Snow spotted that crack in the walls Annie built up around herself, she took her mallet and smashed it to pieces, introducing Annie to the friends Snow had already made and held her hand the entire way. Snow was going to get her so many friends, she won't be able to get away from them, Snow herself included and it worked! Now, Annie would still sometimes separate herself for some alone time, but she would more often than not be involved in whatever was going on. This time included.

"Your parents are kind of boring." Snow continued pouting, but Annie only knew Snow was just butt hurt about the fact that she can't come over her house as much as she wanted.

"So, this Friday!" Snow exclaimed softly, her happy cheer back as if it didn't leave in the first place. "Can everyone make it?"

The girls nodded in quiet response and Snow grinned mischievously as she took out her notebook.

"I think we should prank the boys. If you guys have ideas, I want to write it down!"

Mikasa shook her head in mock disappointment. "You really think the boys will fall for that?"

"Just you watch, they won't know what hit 'em!" Snow replied. "So, any ideas?"

"Um..." a male voice behind Snow made her jump, quickly shutting her journal-looking-notebook with a loud thud.

"Bertholdt?!" she cried in surprise.

"Hi...What are you girls were doing?"

Reiner wanted to face-palm, but refrained from doing so, knowing that would cause a scene. When he convinced Bertholdt to investigate, he wasn't supposed to make it obvious! He was supposed make small talk, make the girls, especially Snow, think he came over just to chit chat and then try slip in a question that might get at least one of those girls to give him some kind of hint, but he blew it immediately!

"Hello, Annie." Bertholdt seemed to become even more bashful as he waved at the blonde girl.

"Hello." she waved back.

"How could you?" Snow looked Bertholdt right in the face with an unwavering you-should-be-ashamed pout.

"What?"

"You were trying to read my journal, weren't you?" she accused the poor boy, who seemed taken aback.

"N-No, I wasn't..."

"I have things in here that only the girls should know and you're trying to snoop! Such a heinous act of breach of privacy, I can't believe you." she continued, holding the journal against her chest.

"But, I wasn't—"

"You! Of all people, Bertholdt!"

"I-I'm sorry!"

Snow had to focus all her willpower to not laugh. Sure, he was tall, but the way she and the girls were huddled over her desk, she was sure he wouldn't have been able to see the contents. Embarrassed, Bertholdt turned and returned to the rest of the boys, some of which were giving him looks. He played right into her hands.

Snow sat back down as she watched Bertholdt flee and tried her hardest to keep her laughter down.

"Snow!" Sasha chided her, but couldn't keep the amused smile off her face.

"It worked, didn't it?" she smiled back at her. "I'll apologize to him later."

After another short conversation, the group of girls decided that they should talk more in the privacy of Snow's house, so they dispersed for now. Which meant the boys lost their chance to get a clear answer. Before the girls departed for Snow's house, Snow made good on her promise, approached Bertholdt and apologized. He forgave her, which she was thankful for, but she still didn't tell him anything specific. Just that she didn't want him to see her journal, so she chased him away. The girls separated when it was time to go home, most excited about the sleepover.

Sasha was the first to arrive at Snow's place four hours earlier than the agreed time. Snow had no qualms about it as she was almost done with setting everything up, from snacks to entertainment. Since Sasha was here early, Snow employed her to help her finish, while also stopping Sasha from trying to eat all the snacks. She swore the brunette had a bottomless stomach. With an extra hand, Snow finished early and decided to play a video game with Sasha while she waited for everyone else. As it was nearly evening, Snow's friends finally started to arrive. First was Historia accompanied by Ymir.

"Welcome!" Snow greeted as she opened the door.

"Yo." Ymir greeted back.

"Thank you for inviting us!" Historia said, stepping into the house, Ymir following close behind.

After, it was Mikasa, who silently nodded after Snow opened the door and greeted her. Annie was the last to arrive, she muttered a soft, "Hi." after Snow greeted her.

"Now that everyone's here, let's get this party started! Sasha, if you finish that bag by yourself, you don't get to have anymore snacks!" Snow said with a smile on her face.

Sasha instantly paused mid-chew and set down the huge party sized potato chip bag down. She was already halfway done with the bag. Snow shook her head at her best friend. Honestly, now...

By way of a vote, the decision to watch a movie was made. Snow told Sasha to distribute the drinks while she made a couple batches of popcorn and gave everyone one bowl each. Sasha opened her mouth to complain, but Snow sent her a smile that had made her reconsider. By way of another vote, an action/thriller movie won and was chosen. Snow personally loves horror, but she still enjoyed the chosen movie. Next, she asked if anyone was up for video games and suggested Mario party, since it was a fairly easy game for the non-players in their group compared to, say, Smash Ultimate. The game went on for awhile especially since everyone was playing, rotating players with the same characters, but everyone was having a blast. Then, the moment Snow's been most excited about. While everyone came down from their gaming high, Snow went ahead and fetched her notebook. The fun discussion is to begin now.

"So, I only have a couple of ideas, but I would really like some more." Snow started, uncapping a pen to write with.

"Have you put down the water bucket above the door yet?" Ymir immediately pitched an idea.

"I have not! That's a classic!" Snow replied.

"Would that really work?" Sasha asked.

"Probably not." Ymir honestly replied. "But she wanted an idea, so I gave her one."

Snow shook her head. She wants actual doable and believable ideas, not ones that would immediately flop, but she wrote it down anyway, putting a question mark next to the idea.

"We can put thumbtacks in their shoes." Mikasa suggested.

The room went quiet for a moment.

"That might actually hurt them, Mikasa." Snow said, but all she got was a shrug.

She wrote it down anyway, putting a question mark beside it and mentally noted that the thumbtacks should be replaced with something else.

"We can try scaring them?" Snow was surprised this suggestion came from Krista.

"We can!" Snow replied and jotted that down as well.

"That might be a challenge." Annie spoke up. "Some of the boys don't scare easily."

"How do you know that?" Snow asked.

"Reiner and Bertholdt went to the same elementary and middle school I went to. I've known them for most of my life."

A chorus of cool and wows rung in the room.

"You didn't tell me that before!" Snow exclaimed incredulously.

"You never asked." was her curt reply.

'Of course.' Snow playfully rolled her eyes at her friend.

"Reiner definitely doesn't scare easily." Snow thought out loud.

"Neither does Bertholdt." Annie added.

"Really?!"

"It might seem like he does, but he doesn't. He's just timid when he approaches people on his own."

Well, shoot. If there was someone Snow thought would be an easy target, she had thought one of them would be Bertholdt, but that thought was dashed away. She jotted down the new information, making another mental note that if she was going to scare anyone, those two would not be it.

"What if we pretended to be in trouble?" Sasha pitched.

A couple of dubious hums circled around.

"Definitely Eren and possibly Reiner would fall for that, but if there's a culprit, they'll try to beat them up first and ask questions later, especially Eren. That can get dangerous." Snow explained.

"Not to mention, Armin would give us an earful afterwards." Mikasa added.

"Yikes. No, thanks." Snow finished.

"Aw!" Sasha whined. "How about feigning an injury?"

"That's mean, but it gives me an idea." Snow commented, jotting it down anyway. "Okay, I think I might have enough ideas. This will be great."

Snow's smile was the very picture of mischievous. When the girls return to the shared dorms, the boys will be in for some harmless tricks.

Feigning an injury happened randomly when the time was right.

"Hey, Snow." Conny greeted.

Perfect. Snow smiled at him, but there was a much more mischievous smile hiding behind her friendly one.

"Hi, Connie! How was your weekend?"

"Relaxing. I breezed right through my work before the weekend started and I didn't have any chores." Connie smugly recounted.

"You mean you copied from Armin and skipped on your chores." Snow smirked at him.

"I didn't skip! I finished them all!"

"So you did copy off of Armin!"

"No, I didn't! Armin helped me through the work, but I didn't copy!"

"Alright, alright. I'm just messing with ya, I know you work hard. I'll make it up to you. How about I—Ugh!" Snow suddenly bent over and grunted, her hands over her belly as if in pain. "My squeedily spooch!"

Nearby, Ymir and Krista heard Snow's distress and poked their heads into the room to check on her. As soon as the words "squeedily spooch" left her lips, they knew what she was up to.

"Really, Snow?" Ymir muttered under her breath as Krista was trying to quietly giggle behind her hand.

"Are you OK, Snow?!" Connie startled and was conflicted on leaving to find someone to help or staying and figure out what was wrong himself. "What's a squeedily spooch? What do you need?!"

Snow started shaking from trying to keep in her laughter, hiding her face by keeping her head low, but Connie took her shaking as a negative and panicked even more.

"Ok, st-stay here and I'll get someone to help me help you!" he said, then sprinted away.

Snow slowly made her way toward the couch, still doubled over and face planted herself in the cushions to let out the laugh she couldn't hold in any longer.

"Snow!" she heard Ymir call out to her. "You better get out of here before he comes back."

Snow waved at her while slowly getting up, still giggling uncontrollably.

A little while later, Snow heard a rather irritated call of her name by none other than Connie. She spend the next couple of hours avoiding him, before Armin, the one who usually mediates dorm situations, found her and she was forced to apologize. She couldn't do it with a straight face, she would start giggling about Connie's ask about what a squeedily spooch was before she could even finish her sentence, so he just took the unfinished apology. It was the best he was going to get.

Feigning an injury: Success!

The next day, Snow decided to put something in the boy's shoes. Mikasa had suggested thumbtacks, but that will hurt them. Snow instead purchased fake, squishy spiders for a harmless spook. She put it in Armin's shoes while no one was looking and sat back, telling Mikasa that her plan was in full swing. Hours later, she and Mikasa heard one of the girlest yelps she had ever heard and she instantly snickered, knowing that Armin had found her surprise. Mikasa smiled in triumph.

"Snow!" the two girls heard him shout.

When he turned to the living room where he last saw Snow, she and Mikasa were nowhere to be found. She's lucky he's in a hurry, but she's in for an earful when he gets back.

Discomfort in shoes and scare: Success!

Snow couldn't bring herself to be mean to Bertholdt again or Marco, who's always been way too nice to her, so she played a small one that would still make her giggle, but wouldn't infuriate them.

"Hey, Marco?" she said, sitting down next to him.

"What's the matter, Snow?"

"This is going to sound really weird, but I'm trying something out, so I just need you to do as I say."

Marco rose a suspicious eyebrow, so Snow was quick to try and reassure him. She really wasn't going to pull her normal pranks on him.

"I promise it's nothing bad. I could never do that to you, Marco."

"But you can do it to everyone else?"

"Wee~ll, not everyone..."

He sent her a pointed look and she shot him puppy eyes, hoping that would be enough to persuade him.

"...Alright." he finally relented, sighing.

"Great!" Snow smiled excitedly. "Look up."

'This is a bad idea, isn't it?' Marco thought.

Given her track record when it came to being mischievous, he didn't know if he could trust her to not prank him, although they were usually harmless. He's going to trust her just this once.

"Good, now raise your arms."

He rose his arms.

"Put them down. Roll your head and turn away from me."

Ok? Why exactly was it that she was making him do this again?

"Oh, wait, I think maybe that wasn't right."

As he turned his head to ask her what was going on, she had positioned her finger so that when he did, her finger would poke his cheek. He was ever so slightly confused, but when she giggled at him, he saw an almost childlike charm that had him smiling at her.

"Alright." he chuckled, putting a hand on her head.

Happily, she practically bounded away. Marco shook his head at her antics, following her to the kitchen area she had seen Bertholdt enter and watched her exclaim at Bertholdt as a conversation starter.

It must be Bertholdt's turn...Marco was curious how he would react. He imagined that he wouldn't trust her enough to let her do whatever it was after the last time she humiliated him.

"Bertholdt!"

The young man lightly startled, immediately giving Snow his attention.

"Hi." he meekly answered her.

"Hi!" she cheerfully continued. "I was looking for my black tea earlier and since you're taller than me, I think you might have a better time looking for them? I was thinking that maybe it was put at a higher shelf on those cupboards." she pointed to the cupboards at his eye level.

Marco knew for a fact she didn't keep her tea in the kitchen. Someone used more than half of her last box and he found her dejected about it. He felt bad for her, so he bought her a new box and she put it in her room.

"Oh..." Bertholdt opened the cupboards, searching for her "missing" item. "I don't see it."

"Maybe it's to your left?" she pointed once more but kept her finger in the way so when he turns his head, she'll get him.

"Hm...I still don't see it. Are you sure—" he turned his head and cut his own sentence short as her finger poked your cheek.

"Got ya!" she softly cheered, giggling at his slight surprise.

He shook his head, softly huffing at her, then smiling.

"You got me." he repeated, only now noticing Marco, who watched the entire thing.

Marco walked further into the cooking space to stand near him as Snow happily rushed away, probably to cause more mischief among the rest of her dorm mates.

"We're in trouble, aren't we?" Bertholdt asked after she left.

"We're in trouble. She even targeted us. I think she's making her rounds, so Jean's turn is coming soon." Marco sighed, mentally preparing himself. Jean was sure to vent to him after she gets to him, too.

A day later, Jean did indeed find him, but it wasn't in the situation Marco thought. He thought Jean would tell him after the fact, not while in the process of perusing Snow. Jean was so angry, a vein has poked out on his temple and for some reason, he was soaked from head to toe. Earlier that day, Marco saw Snow and Sasha with a bucket filled with water walking in the same direction that Jean was now coming from.

"Marco!" Jean angrily called him, effectively startling him.

"Jean?" Marco called back, and was surprised to see him soaked. "Why are you—"

"Have you seen her?!"

Ah. Snow really was making her rounds. Annie happened to walk into the room, saw a soaked, angry Jean, locked eyes with him, then turned and walked back to the room she just came from. Annie doesn't normally do that. Jean followed her to the doorway to find her trying to quietly laugh halfway down the hallway and she wasn't even being discreet. This further angered Jean, and he proceeded to stomp his way forward. Snow's in for it once he finds her.

Water bucket: Success!

Watching Jean stomp off to another room, Eren and Reiner—who were both on the couch—collectively came to the realization that Snow has been pranking their male friends all week. They were the only two left who haven't been picked on yet. They looked at each other and came to a silent agreement: they have to get her before she gets them.

As if on cue, Snow poked her into the room, watching for her latest victim. Seems Jean's going to take a while finding her. Eren and Reiner locked eyes with her and she must have seen words of challenge in their hardened eyes.

"What?" she smirked.

She knew exactly what. It was only a matter of time before they realized what was happening. It's not like she was making it obvious or anything.

"You won't get us." Reiner said with a determined expression.

"You better watch your back." Eren threatened.

Snow chuckled, her smirk growing on her lips. "We'll see about that."

Challenge accepted. Let the games begin.