Author's Note: Exploring the SWR section of the site, I discovered this hilarious prank-fic. Now, the MC:SM fandom is doomed to have it's own! *cackles evilly*Let's cut this short and get to the very first prank! Guess who started the whole thing. OOC for the specific character, just saying.Disclaimer: I do not own Minecraft: Story Mode. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this prank-fic.

Petra's new armor

It was a quiet April Fool's. Or... rather the day after that. Maybe before. Nevermind, what does this matter?

It's been quite the while since Beacontown had recovered from the Wither Storm disaster, so what was natural, was for the new Order do what they were meant to do the heroes they were.

Save the world (yet again)? Nah. If they did that too often it would end up boring. Help more innocent people restore their lives in town? They already did that. So what was left?

Adventuring of course! Jesse and the crew traveled to the Nether just for the sake of it. But the thing was, it would of been fun if it wasn't for the leader of the Order and the warrior arguing the entire time. Noone had quite of caught a word of what they were saying. The screeching ghasts and the blazes were too loud.

Whatever Jesse and Petra were arguing about was stupid. They were sure of it. That much that they both ended up in a shove war and that usually was Olivia and Axel's thing. Said shove leaded to Jesse nearly falling down in the lava.

Though the Order got out of the whole ordeal safe and unburned, Jesse still wanted her fair share of revenge. Grabbing some paint, she slowly opened the door to Petra's room.

She gulped, thinking of the consequences.

I'm so dead.

Well, it would be worth it anyways when she saw Petra's face when she realized what was wrong with her armor.

After the long, exhausting adventure in the Nether, everyone immediately went to lie down and get some rest. In particular, Petra didn't even get in the cope to put off her armor and that was to Jesse's advantage: it would take longer to realize what was the problem.

Jesse stepped into the room carefully, cautious of any kind of trap or something. She was Petra after all, she would have done something! She first made sure her target was asleep.

Fast asleep. Perfect.

Pulling out the bucket of dye and a paintbrush of her inventory, Jesse couldn't help but smirk. This deed would bring trouble sure, but it would definitely be worth it. What was some beating up for some good laugh?

The dye in the bucket was pink. She was almost 100% sure that Petra hated pink, so here goes nothing. With skillfull strokes, Jesse covered most of the surface of the armor with pink paint.

It was hard to choke back the laughter trying escape her throat. When she felt satisfied, the leader of the Order stepped out of the room. Now time for reactions.

She went - rather ran for her life - to the common room, where she found Ivor.

"H-hey Ivor! What's up?"

The apothecary raised a brow, suspicious of Jesse's behaviour.

"I'm good, but I'm not so sure about you."

"Well, we can say that I won't be good soon.", Jesse said, her expression giving away something.

"What did you do?"

"You'll see soon. By the way, do you have a Invisibility potion?"

"Yes. Why?"

"JESSE!"

"That's why!"