It started when Thorne put a whoopie cushion on Scarlet's chair on a delivery run to South America. She sat down to eat and was thoroughly surprised when a less than lady-like sound rang out in the galley. Thorne, on the other hand, burst into laughter; he nearly fell out of his own chair in his amusement.

Cress and Wolf were confused. She, while Scarlet turned as red as her hair, leaned over to her Lunar companion and asked, "Is this normal?"

Then Scarlet lunged for Thorne and Wolf had to restrain her while Cress ushered Thorne back to their room and locked him in there until Scarlet calmed down.

Scarlet retaliated by putting dye in Thorne's special hair gel. His hair was green for weeks, and almost all of the government officials turned to her for instructions on administering the antidote instead of asking Thorne.

Cress, of course, told Thorne the green complimented his blue eyes.

Thorne had seethed to her for nearly two weeks about how, as soon as his hair wasn't green anymore, he would do something to get her back.

Apparently, 'getting her back' was put into motion by convincing Wolf that Earthens celebrate holidays by ignoring each other for the days before the holiday. Scarlet was livid when Wolf didn't speak to her the three days before Valentine's Day, something she took very seriously because, for the first time ever, she had a boyfriend to celebrate it with. When Wolf confessed to her that Thorne, who also spoke to Cress as little as possible during those three days before Valentine's Day to make sure the idea stuck in Wolf's head, had told him that, she locked him in the cargo bay with nothing but a towel.

Back and forth it went, for years, until Cress and Wolf finally decided enough was enough.

Cress and Thorne had come to the farm to visit Bear and deliver a few trinkets from their various adventures around the world, and Thorne had put dye in Scarlet's toothpaste, turning her teeth bright purple (he was kind enough to put all-natural blackberry dye), and Wolf had had to suffer through three days of complaining, furious teeth-brushing, and Bear being terrified that his mother had been replaced by a monster.

Wolf had sent Bear to spend the weekend at Emilie's without Scarlet's knowledge—something he was sure he'd suffer for later on—and had set up the lab under the hanger for the plan while Cress distracted Scarlet and Thorne on a trip through town. When they returned, Cress said she was going to spend some time talking to her Lunar friend and took one of the things she had picked up in a joke shop—fake blood.

Yes, it was extreme, but talking to their spouses hadn't resolved anything, so the Lunar duo was going to scare some sense into them.

Hours later, while Scarlet was preparing dinner, wondering where her son and husband were, and Thorne was going over bank statements for the Kelsey-Benoit family, they heard a piercing shriek. Both of them bolted to the hangar, coming face to face with a messy scene.

Blood painted the pristine floors red, pooling under Cress' body where it lay face down at Wolf's feet. He looked depraved, manic. His lips were pulled back in a fierce snarl, his chest heaving wth every breath he took, muscles tensed.

Scarlet ripped out her gun, aiming it at her husband, while Thorne screamed and bolted to Cress' side. He ran his hands along her body, feeling for a wound. Scarlet inched closer to Wolf, not flinching when he growled at her.

"Wolf, Ze'ev, it's me. It's Scarlet." She took another slow step forward. "Babe, I need you to calm down."

He pinned his angry gaze on Scarlet and lunged, pinning her arms and knocking her gun from her grip. His chest was moving rhythmically and it took a moment for Scarlet and Thorne to realize that both their spouses were laughing.

"Are you kidding me, Cress?" Thorne shouted. "This was a prank?"

"Not so fun to have us team up on you, huh, Captain?" Cress sat up, wiping off slimy fake blood, and sharing a conspiratorial smile with Wolf.

Wolf kissed the top of Scarlet's head. "We were trying to make a point."

"Of what?" Scarlet squirmed in his arms.

"Your little prank war," Cress said, wiping more blood off her face with a towel. "It's gotten really out of hand, you two."

"So you faked a murder?" Thorne gaped at her. "I didn't think you had it in you, Cress. There's not an evil bone in your body!"

Wolf chuckled. "She planned the whole thing. You really shouldn't let her watch horror movies."