Rating: T
Characters: Jane Crocker, Roxy Lalonde,
Pairings: idk
Summary: double pistols and a wonk ;D
Your name is Jane Crocker, and you are scared.
"Come out come out wherever you aaare!" Roxy calls out, and you hug your knees. What was happening? Why was Roxy being scary? WHERE WAS EVERYONE ELSE? You decide that isn't what you should be worried about right now, because right now, your best friend is going bat-shit crazy and you're stuck here being a whimpering scaredy cat!
Well, okay, that one was justified seeing as she was holding a gun but still! It felt kinda useless you were just there and not calling 911, or your dad or Dirk, or Jake!
Your heart jumped up in shock when you felt something behind you, and it dropped to your stomach when you heard Roxy.
"Foooouuunnnnddd yoooouuu!" She slurs, holding the gun up to your face and slowly, her fingers were pressing the trigger, and you feeling like time was going way too slow.
click!
what
MM WHATCHA SAAAYYY,
Roxy smiles
MMM THAT YOU ONLY MEANT WELL?
you groan
WELL OF COURSE YOU DID
"ROOOOOOXXXYYY!"
MM WHATCHA SAAAYYY
"AHAHAHA! I finally got you! I FINALLY GOT THE PRANKING MASTER FUCK YEAH I AM THE BEST EVER IN EVERYTHING!" Roxy screams out in joy, but that quickly fades when she sees your glare.
"Yeah, well, You better run now or there won't be any LEFT of you when I'm done!" You yell and jump up to catch her, but she ducks out of the way and runs laughing.
You were the master of praning, god damnit!