DJ and Stephanie were playing a game of truth or dare. DJ was dared to moon the next car driving by. And knowing DJ she did it. But that car was her Uncle Jesse and her aunt Becky. The car slowed down and he unrolled his window.
"DJ, what the heck are you doing?" Jesse said totally pooped off.
"DJ, a girls you-know-what isn't for show and tell, you need to learn to respect yourself" Becky said to DJ.
"OK aunt Becky I'm sorry" DJ frolicked on inside with Stephanie rolling on the floor almost in cardiac arrest.

"Steph get the snoop doggy dog up! That was not funny"
"Yeah it was you goober"
"Yeah well you know what Stephanie? I'm going to play a prank you now!"
"Bring it on" Stephanie says confidently. DJ is up in her room writing down revenge ideas on Stephanie in her Fuzzy Purple Diary where she normally hides a new place this week. Under her bottom mattress. So Stephanie would never find her master plans. She came to the perfect conclusion. She would put a trap near Stephanie's bed and she would pull the rope and it would wrap around Stephanie's foot and pull her up. This is perfect DJ thought. It was all set. Michelle walked into the room.

"This is too dangerous!"
"No it isn't" DJ remarked Steph walked into her room. DJ pulled the cord. It wrapped around Stephanie's ankle and yanked her up. DJ ran into the room laughing but accidentally swung the cord to make Stephanie sway. She swayed so hard she broke the window and flew out into the street. She was on the bottom floor so she was fine. But had sprained ankle and couldn't get up. And DJ was yelling out the window:

"DAD LOOK OUT!" Danny Tanner SMOOSHED Stephanie's little body.

"Hmm that was a big speed bump" Danny Said. DJ ran out and started crying.

She's...dead