WATER BUCKET ON DOOR PRANK – FAIL!

Uploaded 15th August 2008 3,184,274 views

"Hey guys. So y'know that classic prank where you fill a bucket fulla water or slime or something like that and put it on top of a door, ready to fall on someone? Well look up here."

Mathias was stood in the bedroom standing in front of the mirror over the dresser and using it to record himself. He turned around to face the door leading off to the bathroom and pointed the camera towards a yellow object barely visible on top of it. He approached it and zoomed in a little closer.

"That is a bucket full of freezing cold water. Took me a while to get it up there but I got it, and it's gonna be good! Lukas has just got dressed after a shower and has done his hair all nice and different, and to be honest it does look kinda hot, but it's payback time. This is what he gets for ruining my hair!"

The video then cuts to a hidden camera somewhere in the bathroom, facing directly towards the door. For a few moments all is quiet until someone can be heard entering the bedroom. Lukas is seen through the small crack in the bathroom door walking into the bedroom and past the bathroom.

"Ja, ok. Jeg vil. Du kjenner meg, vil jeg ikke glemme. Ok. Ha det!" He's on the phone, talking to someone in his mother tongue. It takes a few moments for him to end the conversation and hang up before he shouts out to Mathias in the other room.

"Mathias!"

"Yeah?"

"They said that we should probably try and bring at least two of- OW SHIT!"

As Lukas stepped into the bathroom and pushed the door open the bucket of water came crashing down. The bucket hit his head quite hard before it fell onto the floor behind him. He winced and his hands flew up to caress the top of his head where the bucket had hit him. His hair, which was done into a different style from his usual one as instead of wearing his silver cross barrette; his bangs hung by the side of his face and were straightened into a nice style with his fringe swooping across to the right, was now ruined and dripping wet.

"Mathias, you complete ballbag! That hurt!"

The camera then switched to one that Mathias held in his hand. The video was showing a pan full of white flour, which no doubt he planned to dump all over Lukas, who was now sopping wet, just for good measure. You could hear Lukas raging in the background from the bathroom as a giggling Mathias began to run down the hallway and towards the bedroom. The camera position changed again, this time back to the hidden camera in the bathroom. Lukas turned around when he heard Mathias running down the hall. He entered the bedroom and approached behind Lukas, who was still stood in the doorway, with the pan of flour held high above his head and ready to toss it over the unsuspecting Norwegian… "woah, fuck!" …when he slipped on all of the water that had spilled over the polished wooden floor of the bedroom and went tumbling to the ground; sending the pan of flour flying out of his hand and dropped it all over himself.

Lukas instantly broke out into hysterical laughter, picking up the camera that Mathias dropped and focusing it on him. He was rolling around on the floor, covered in flour and holding his elbow in agony. It took Lukas a good few seconds to actually manage to get a word out through his laughter.

"Oh my god, you idiot! You tried to prank me and now look at ya!" The camera was shaking in Lukas' hands and Mathias had now sat up and was looking at Lukas. He too was laughing, though still clutching his elbow. He seemed to be at a loss for words and just stared at Lukas, a look of shock and embarrassment plastered upon his face.

"That's viral video material. Jesus Christ, you dork."

Lukas held out and hand and helped Mathias to his feet, and once he had straightened himself out slung his arm over the broad shoulders of his boyfriend and flipped the video camera around to face them both. Mathias caught sight of himself covered in flour in the reversed screen on the side of the camera and sheepishly grinned into it, shrinking back under Lukas's too smug expression. He was covered from head to toe in flour and was bright red in the face, undoubtedly from embarrassment, and Lukas was dripping wet, hair slicked back to keep it from dripping in his eyes. The pair made an odd sight. Affectionately, with his free hand that was not holding the camera, Lukas took his arm from around Mathias's shoulders, dried the tips of his fingers on the sleeve of his shirt and began to wipe away the flour that clung to his cheek gently with his thumb. Then with a casual shrug of the shoulder stated bluntly, "So who gets the point this time, huh? You kinda fucked this one up."

As if in disbelief or total denial, Mathias raised an eyebrow at Lukas and snapped his head away from his touch, causing his hand to drop away.

"Uh, excuse me, but I was injured. I think I should get the point as compensation for the nasty bruise on my elbow. C'mon, kiss my boo-boo better."

Much to Lukas's annoyance, Mathias began to prod him with his elbow and leaned in towards him making kissy faces. He was shoved out of the shot of the video as a result.

"Stop messing around, you have some cleaning to do." Came Lukas's reply as he gestured to the mess of flour and water on the bedroom floor.

"Y'know, you're really lucky I didn't have my phone in my hand when I got soaked or you'd be buying me a new one."

He flipped the camera back to face forward and positioned Mathias into the shot; who was walking away from him and out of the bedroom and back to the kitchen in search of a mop or brush to clean up the floor.

"Pfft, yeah that's likely. If I could afford to buy you a new one though, babe, I would. Even if it wasn't broke I'd upgrade the one you got to the latest model." Mathias scoffed, his voice sounding a little strained.

"I would be so mad at you right now if you hadn't slipped like that." Lukas said, changing the subject and padding along behind Mathias through the hallway and into their kitchen, once again laughing a little under his breath at the thought of Mathias's prank backfiring.

"I still got you though, didn't I!?"

Once into the kitchen, Mathias headed over to the cupboard under the sink where they kept their cleaning supplies and took out the dustpan and brush to sweep up the mess. While Lukas was fiddling with the camera and turning it back to face himself to end his video, Mathias took advantage of his distraction and picked up the half empty bag of flour that was still on the table from when he filled up the pan with it earlier. If he didn't manage to dump it over him then, then now would be the perfect chance to try again. In one swift movement, Mathias dived over the island counter that separated the two and thrust an arm out towards Lukas, sending a plume of flour out of the bag and all over him.

Mathias cracked up, only his voice could be heard as the video was momentarily consumed within a cloud of white flour. Once it cleared slightly, Lukas's face came into view. He was not a happy bunny.

"You have 10 seconds… to get out of this room… before I string you up by your balls from the balcony."

"Fuck!"

Before the video ended, the clip of Mathias falling most ungraciously to the ground was played one more time in slow motion.

A/N: I wasn't originally planning to make this into anything more than a dumb oneshot, but this idea came to me earlier and I couldn't ignore it and not write it up, so here we are. For those of you who reviewed and wondered if I was going to continue further with this, then the answer is now yes. Though keep in mind that this fic won't be written with the best grammar, descriptions, wording, all that jazz. It's just something fun for me to work on when I have writer block - like right now.

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy this!