Chapter Three

Megan Will Have The Upper Hand

Disclaimer: I will say it: I do not own Drake & Josh.


After Megan left for school, Drake and Josh hurried to her room.

"Now, don't touch anything. She'll know it was us." Josh whispered to Drake. Drake nodded and crept over to her bed. He placed the bag underneath her sheets, dumping a few contents out of it, and the two brothers dashed from the room.

"Now, all we've gotta do is wait. Oh, man, this is gonna be so good! She's going to freak out when she finds that on her bed!" Drake rubbed his hands together. "I can't believe it – we're actually getting evil!"

"I know. But so far none of our pranks have worked on Megan. But all her pranks have worked on us. And she gets us in trouble every time."

"Well, she's a wise devil." Drake shrugged.

"Yeah, and what does that make us?" Josh asked.

"Ohh, ohh, I've got it. We're a boobish type ofdevil!"

Josh sighed and put his head in his hands.

"What?" Drake asked innocently.

"Nothing. Now, when's Megan coming home from soccer practice?"

"3: 15."

"Ok, we've got to be sure to be home when she goes into her room. Otherwise we'll miss it all and she'll have more time to set up a prank for us. Now, let's get to school before we're late!" Josh jumped up and grabbed his backpack. Drake followed lead and the brothers hurried to Drake's car.


At 3:10 Drake and Josh ran into the house and up to their room.

"Whew! We just made it! A few minutes later and Megan would be here!"

"Yep. Be really quiet now. Megan could walk in the house at any moment."

"Huh? Megan doesn't have a key." Drake asked.

"Oh, never mind! Just be quiet!" Josh commanded.

Three minutes later they heard the front door open.

"Okay Megan go on and change. Then come back down and we'll bake cookies." They heard Audrey tell Megan.

"Okay Mommy. But do you mind if I lay down for a little bit first? I'm kind of tired." Megan replied, and then started up the stairs.

"Ohh, be quiet, here she comes!" Drake whispered.

Megan opened her door and lay down on her bed.

"Oh, my nice wonderful bed." Megan groaned. "But, you know, something's poking me. Hey, what's on my bed?" She got up and let out a shriek as she pulled back her sheets.

"Drake! Josh! Get up here now!" Megan yelled. Drake and Josh jumped up and ran to her room.

"What? Why are you screaming? Did something happen?" The boys said at once, pretending to be scared.

"I want to know, Drake, why there are toenail clippings in my bed, and I want to know now!" She commanded.

"I don't know! Why are you blaming me?" Drake asked, pretending to know nothing about this 'episode'.

"I know you did this, Drake. Only a boob like you would save you toenail clippings and put them in my bed. I'm not stupid, Drake, and I know when I'm being lied to. And let me tell you, if you try to pull one more prank on me, you will be swimming with the fishes." She threatened.

"Oh, oh, ok." Drake stuttered, now truly afraid of Megan. "Now, get out my room or else."

"Okay!" Drake turned and hurried back to his room, Josh on his heels.

"Are you really going to let an 11-year-old girl get you scared?"

"An evil, smart, scary 11-year-old girl!" Drake corrected.

"Come on. She's threatened us before." Josh reasoned.

"Yeah. But she's never said we'll be swimming with the fishes before. I'm not a very good swimmer, Josh!"

"I don't think that will be a problem." Josh sighed. "Well, we can't let her scare us too bad. Remember, that's what she wants."

"I guess you're right. But she does scare me."

"Drake, just try to pretend you're not scared. And telling her there are monsters in the attic doesn't help."


Two days later, Josh was sitting in living room, waiting for Drake to get out of the shower.

"What's taking him so long?" He wondered when he suddenly heard a scream.

"What's wrong?" He shouted as Drake ran down the stairs screaming.

"Someone put hair remover in my shampoo!" He yelled. "Megan! You little demon!"

Audrey and Walter rushed out of the kitchen. "What happened?"

"Megan put hair remover in my shampoo!" Drake yelled.

"Oh, Drake, don't blame Megan. You probably just picked up my hair remover by accident." Walter told him.

"No, I didn't! I'm telling you, Megan put the hair remover in my shampoo!"

"Drake, would I do that?" Megan asked, shaking her head with a look of disbelief on her face. "I would never do something that evil."

"You heard Megan. She says she didn't do it. Drake, you should believe your little sister."

"She's evil!" He shouted.

"Drake! Control yourself! Megan's innocent. She said she didn't do it, so she didn't."

Finally Drake realized it wasn't worth arguing with his parents and he and Josh headed up to their room.

"I can't believe Megan put hair remover in my shampoo. I'm going to loose my gorgeous hair!"

"I didn't think she was that mean, but…"

"Well, I guess I'd better buy a hat. Oh, my hair!" Drake groaned.