T.J was hiding after the tree, his walkie-talkie in his hand. It has been a while he pulled a good prank on King Bob and the former Prankster Prince was a good target to practice on. The last prank he was able to pull on the playground leader, after a series of not so successful attempts, was a simple whoopie cushion prank.

T.J was not a cruel pranker and often only pranked the kids who deserved a little lesson and the last few days, King Bob also needed a little reminder that he was just a kid like the rest of them. For some unknown reason he was a bit more presumptuous now and that did him or anyone on the playground no good. For example, he had expanded the sixth grade territory, meaning that the other grades could suddenly not play in the places they first had access to. Lucky enough, after some pushing from their side (and, to T.J surprise, even from his two advisers), King Bob lifted that decision. But his character hasn't changed much, so Detweiler decided with the gang that it was time for a good prank again.

Now, this time it would be a bit more luxurious than last time, something that would get enough attention. Of course, the whoopie cushion prank also got a lot of attention, but that was because everyone was already gathered around the jungle gym and he had used a microphone. No, this prank would make people turn their heads.

The idea was simple, in the tree he was standing next to was a cord hanging. Which of course was connected to a bucket with a little surprise in it. A beautiful mixture of paint, made by Gretchen and Spinelli, just the right amount for an amazing artwork he was about to create. Now, he didn't expect King Bob to pull the cord. So, the only thing his victim needed to do was getting under the tree.

And that plan, that was the biggest part of the whole prank. It was a warm day and he was sure King Bob would love some shadow. And what a coincidence, T.J had set up the perfect relaxing place right under the tree. A lounger, with a refreshing drink standing right next to it and a bag of chips. The perfect bait for someone who wanted to relax.

His friends were busy making sure no one else would make use of it and to tell him when Bob would come. That last one took longer that T.J hoped, he was sure the King would make his round sooner, but he finally heard Gus voice shouting through his walkie-talkie.

"He's coming! He's coming!''

That was enough information for T.J, he hid better behind the tree and listened to the sound of footsteps coming his way. He had already seen that the King was walking on his own, with his two advisers following him from behind. The footsteps stopped. "Someone just left this here?'' asked King Bob, T.J heard a suspicious tone in his voice and held his breath in the hope that King Bob really wouldn't notice him.

"It looks like that, my liege'' Jordan's reply came. It was silent for a few seconds, before King Bob talked again. "Well, I am happy someone provided such a good place for me''. Yes, this was going the right way. More footsteps and then the creaking sound of the lounger. T.J was holding the cord in his hand, but decided to wait a few seconds for a better surprise. Perhaps he shouldn't.

"Hey, there is a bucket up here''

Oh, no. Time to pull that cord. But right when T.J pulled it, making the bucket with paint, Bob didn't take any risk and quickly stood up to jump away from the lounger. Well, the paint still hit his target. But only on the shoulder and slightly on the back. Most of it landed on the ground. With paint dripping from him, the king had seen Detweiler by now and he wasn't looking too happy. Perhaps this was a good time to go.

"Well, I see you later, Sire!'' T.J blurted before getting his legs to good use.

"Jerome, get him!'' King Bob's hollering command went over the playground, what was what made everyone turn their heads. The lackey didn't wait any second after getting that order and began the pursue. Of course, T.J had a head start, but he was pretty sure Jerome was a bit faster and it wouldn't take long before he was caught up.

He needed a plan to escape. Hopefully something would come up soon enough.

While they were running over the grass, the cheering from the other students kept him going on and he waved at a few onlookers, as if he was just running a race. Spinelli and Vince were shouting with excitement, giving him an extra boost.

Somehow he managed to stay out Jerome's hands, but his pursuer didn't give up that easily and was coming very close. Not daring to turn, T.J ran out the exit, onto the sidewalk. Now he was able to turn and quickly he went right. For a little while they were running next the school, but T.J was now really starting to run out of breath. He needed a break. Looking to the road next to him, he saw a minivan coming from afar. He got a plan.

T.J knew he would have enough time to cross the street before the van would come, but Jerome would have to wait for sure. Which should give T.J some more time and hopefully he could get to Kelso's on his last breath. There he could maybe hide. It was a risk, but it was always worth to try.

Alright, time to cross the street.