A/N: Well, I got a little excited about reaching the end of this story and couldn't stop thinking about the last chapter. So, you are getting the final chapter earlier than expected and this will close out the story. I do already have an idea for another prank story, but I'm not sure if it will be a continuation of this story or a different story altogether. I hope you have liked this story and will check out my other work. Have a wonderful New Year's! Part of the idea for this chapter is from AnimeBestie who suggested retribution. Should I do an epilogue? You tell me.

PS… The Mori/Haruhi New Year's story is up and is entitled All I Want.

Chapter 11 – Worst Day Ever!

Worst day ever! At least in the twins' minds. They had been so good for… for… ok, their retirement from pranking had only lasted a total of 7 days, 3 hours, and 22 minutes. By the time they finally succumbed to their addiction, they were twitching from withdrawal, like a drug addict dying for a fix. They looked worse than Daffy Duck being driven crazy by Bugs Bunny. It was truly a sight to behold… sad really.

I get ahead of myself though. We need to start with when the clock struck 7 days, 3 hours, and 22 minutes… when the world exploded. Well, not really, but you will see what I am talking about.

Their eyes darted from side to side. Their fingers thumped upon their desks, at first disturbing the class, but when the sensei could not stop Hikaru and Kaoru from making those irritating noises, the entire class learned to tune them out and ignore them. I know what you are thinking… they had gone longer than this without pulling a prank before; and you would be right. However, the difference this time was they had ripped up their prank journal, they had not plotted at all or even discussed pranking anyone, and they had not touched anything that could tempt them. Completely cut off, cold turkey… and they were dying from it. Which is why after 7 days, 3 hours, and 22 minutes, in the middle of their last class of the day, they went ballistic.

Kaoru started to dig in his bag for something (most say it was to keep his hands and mind busy) and found a couple of small smoke bombs left over from some past prank. His eyes met those of his brother's and he lifted the newly found treasure so that Hikaru could see.

Eyes glimmering from the find, Hikaru knew they couldn't let this opportunity pass them by. This was a sign, an omen from kami! They had to light the fireworks. Reaching into his bag, he found his lighter and showed it to his brother. Their torturous abstinence would now come to an end.

Throwing one of the small circular smoke bombs to his brother, Kaoru waited with anticipation as the fuse started to spark once lit; and then he watched as Hikaru rolled the small device down the row. Catching the lighter that was thrown to him, he lit his own bomb and did the same as his mirror image.

Soon the room started to fill with smoke and cackling, for the twins could not contain their glee. They had just pranked their class and it had not been planned.

"Everyone, quickly exit the room and remain calm," the sensei called out.

The students did not exactly remain calm. No, they ran towards the door, rushing to get out and escape certain death. They did not know if the room was on fire or if something else was happening, and remembering a time in the not too distant past, they really did not want to smell like rotten eggs.

Unsurprisingly, Haruhi was the last to exit and the only one to remain calm – besides the cackling twins, which she had to drag out by their collars because they had started to dance around the smoke bombs, as if a rain dance could produce more smoke, completely ignoring the fire alarm that was blaring due to the smoke. How had something so small produced so much smoke to begin with? As soon as they escaped and joined the crowd in front of the school, she let them fall to the ground and asked, "What the hell do you two think you were doing?"

"What do you mean?" Kaoru retorted innocently.

"Yah, you can't prove we had anything to do with anything," Hikaru smirked.

Crossing their arms over their chests, they both proclaimed, "So we plead not guilty." Their laughter rose in volume… that is until they were both smacked on the back of the head by their brunette friend.

"Say whatever you want, but I know you two had something to do with this. I knew you couldn't stop pranking people," she shook her head feigning disappointment. In actuality, the hosts had been wondering how long it would be before Hikaru and Kaoru cracked. If they had been taking bets, Haruhi would have won. She knew they couldn't go too long before they started plotting or pranking again, and she had called one week. Kyoya had less faith in them and had said four days. Tamaki truly believed in his friends because he had said two months (he really was delusional sometimes). Mori had said two weeks and Hunny had said nine days. Not one person believed they would leave their puckish ways completely behind them.

And they were right. Pulling out a new notebook and an umbrella from somewhere, Hikaru and Kaoru were already in the middle of a serious discussion: new pranks.

"Haruhi! Would you like to tell me what happened?" Kyoya inquired as soon as he had found her. Since he had been meeting with an instructor in the second year wing, he had been forced out of the building with everyone else.

She wasn't put off by her boyfriend's question. It was his way of asking if she was alright and to ascertain the cause of the evacuation. "I'm fine, Kyoya. As for the other… well, it turns out I know Hikaru and Kaoru better than the rest of you."

"We didn't do it!" The twins called out from the huddle completely ignoring the presence of the Shadow King.

"Did you see them do it?" The cool host asked as he pushed up his glasses.

"No. I sit in front of them," Haruhi answered.

Although Kyoya was sure it had to be the twins as well, without an actual witness, they could not exactly accuse the mischievous duo of anything… at least not yet. Grabbing his girlfriend's hand and lacing his fingers with hers, he muttered, "It appears as if things are going back to normal." He would never admit it, but the twins without the jokes and pranks just weren't the little devils of the Host Club, and it was more than apparent how difficult it was on them to abstain. Besides, if it wasn't for their pranks, he and Haruhi would still be apart; so in a small way, Kyoya felt he owed them something… and he fully intended to pay them their due.

The smoke bombs were just the beginning of pranks. Tamaki's hair turned purple, Chika's baby chick was replaced by an adult chicken and the twins proclaimed their growth serum worked – at least until Chika beat them up and forced them to return his baby chick, Hunny's cakes were sugar free one day – which Hunny also taught them an important lesson about messing with his cake, they started another food fight in the cafeteria and showed up wearing Viking helmets, and they tossed Haruhi out the window, which made Tamaki faint and his soul to leave his body and Kyoya jumped after her. The bespectacled teen knew that the slide had been reattached so there was no possible way his girlfriend would be hurt, but she didn't know that and apparently neither had anyone else besides the twins. He found her at the bottom breathing hard and holding her chest.

It was time to pay the twins back for everything they had gifted Kyoya and Haruhi. Days before Kyoya and Tamaki graduated from high school, the twins (and possibly Tamaki) met their maker… sort of.

Hikaru and Kaoru arrived at school just as they usually did. They had decided to save the rest of their pranks for the graduation party the Host Club was throwing their graduating seniors, and therefore they had expected to enjoy a quiet day at school. That isn't what happened. Opening their lockers, their faces were immediately full of whip cream. Wiping away the white foam from their eyes, they peered into the open door of their lockers and found they had been rigged to throw a pie as soon as they were opened. Who would have had the audacity to do such a thing? They vowed would find the culprit and pay him back!

Down the hall, Haruhi and Kyoya watched as their first prank of the day worked flawlessly. Covering her mouth, the brunette snickered as the twins appeared completely dumbfounded that something like this would happen to them. "Good job Kyoya," she whispered.

"We are in this together," he smiled and kissed her cheek as he pulled her away before they could be caught, only to say goodbye to her at her class. The next part would be completely up to her.

It took some time, but after they washed their faces and changed their blazers and shirts, the twins showed up to their first class late. After being chastised by the sensei, they took their seats and passed notes back and forth. They needed to figure out who had thrown pies in their faces.

In second period, Haruhi snagged Hikaru's pen before he could realize it and replaced it with a replica. The pen leaked all over his hand, and then she was nice enough to give him a commoner's wet wipe from her bag. This just made it worse and his hands turned blue. Unbeknownst to him, there was more ink on the wipe, but it did not appear for thirty seconds after being exposed to air. Enough time for it to appear as if it was the fault of the pen and not Haruhi.

During lunch, just as they walked up to the lunch counter window to place their orders, the kitchen ran out of all their favorite food leaving them with things they did not like to eat. They traded with Haruhi, who had a larger than normal bento that day. Tamaki wanting to eat Haruhi's homemade food as well, stole some of the food from Hikaru and Kaoru – just like Haruhi and Kyoya anticipated he would. All three loved the brownies she included for dessert, however, within a few minutes of eating them, all three rushed to the bathroom, pushing each other out of the way lest they not make it and have an accident.

"What's wrong with them?" Satoshi asked giving Haruhi a very accusatory stare.

"Nothing," she smiled innocently. She wasn't about to tell him the brownies had been made with chocolate Exlax.

"Why don't I believe you? Whatever, just don't mess with my food," he snickered and started eating.

Tamaki and the twins missed their next class, all three choosing to remain on the toilets instead of taking their chances and leaving the bathroom. They finally emerged after the bell rang dismissing that class looking weary and worn.

"Someone is messing with us, Hikaru," Kaoru groaned as he leaned against his brother and walked down the hall.

"I agree, but Haruhi made the lunch. She wouldn't…" Hikaru stopped suddenly and had to catch his brother so he didn't fall on his face. "Do you think Haruhi would…?"

"She's our toy. She would never set us up… would she?"

"Who is she dating right now?"

"Kyoya-senpai."

They both locked eyes, "He would!" Before they accused Kyoya and Haruhi of conspiring against them though, they had to have proof. Neither one wanted to be wrong and then have to deal with an enraged Shadow King. Memories of being glued to a moving billboard still rushed through their heads and gave them nightmares.

Nothing else happened until they were about to head to the Host Club. Haruhi gave Hikaru a wet washcloth to help with some of the ink still remaining on his hands. Trusting her (only because it was newly wet), he took it and used it to wipe off the blue, and it worked. Not all of it came off but a good portion did, and then he high fived Kaoru (his left hand to his brother's right))… and got stuck. "Haruhi?"

"Oh no! I think some of the glue you gave me spilled on the washcloth," she muttered looking very worried.

Glancing down at his other hand, Hikaru found the washcloth dangling from his open hand, stuck to the skin. "WHAT?!"

"I'm sorry. I was working on a project at lunch."

"That glue isn't normal glue," Kaoru gasped and tried to pull his hand free, however, he only succeeded in jerking his brother forward. Hikaru's velocity caused him to fall onto his brother and they both fell to the floor.

Haruhi looked up at the clock and then at the twins, "Come on. Maybe Kyoya has something that will help. If we don't hurry, we're going to be late and you know how he is about tardiness." Inside she was laughing.

The twins were almost afraid to go anywhere near the Host Club that day. By now they had surmised that Kyoya and Haruhi were out to get them. They had no proof, but they could not deny the number of coincidences over the course of the day. Even the lockers. If Kyoya had wanted to, he could easily have obtained access to both Hikaru and Kaoru's lockers. It had to be them. Asking why would have been stupid, but that didn't mean the twins could not plot revenge… again.

Walking into music room three, well Haruhi more or less pushed the twins into the room, Tamaki ran up and grabbed the brunette, "Daughter, you're late! I tried to tell mommy that we needed to send out a search party, but he wouldn't. Hikaru, Kaoru, why are you holding hands?"

"Tamaki, put Haruhi down," Kyoya ordered as he approached the newcomers, pulling his girlfriend to his side and away from the blond.

"Haruhi did it!" The twins accused.

"I didn't know the glue had spilled on the washcloth when I gave it to you!" Haruhi argued.

Tilting his head to the side, the princely type pointed out the obvious, "Hikaru, there's a handkerchief glued to your hand."

"I can't get it off," Hikaru growled.

"Why not?"

"She used superglue."

"Why are you accusing my little girl? She would never do something to hurt her brothers!"

"Kyoya-senpai is a bad influence!" The twins cried out.

The person in question, adjusted his glasses and said with a smirk, "I have no idea what you are talking about." As he passed Hikaru and Kaoru, he whispered, "Do you like pie with your whip cream?" Wrapping his arm around Haruhi, he bent down and gave her a small kiss and escorted her to his table.

Behind them, the redhead's jaws dropped to the floor and they fell forward when Hunny and Mori walked in and hit them with the door. The cake loving host then started to poke his frozen friends in an attempt to wake them up.

Storming inside their home, the twins ran up the stairs and slammed the bedroom door shut, "WORST DAY EVER!"