Author's Note: Okay, this could possibly be the crappiest writing, so no critism, I'm half awake and needed this done.

Quinn just laid on the ground, motionless, knowing the numb-sting-painfulness would quickly evaporate from his conscience sooner or later.

After he lay there for hours, Rashel finally came back into the room, helped him up and slammed an ice pack onto his cheek, making the bruise heal faster.

"Owe, that hurts!" Quinn said awakening after a rush of cold entered his veins.

"Serves you right for calling me a man!" Rashel told him.

"I'm sorry," He said trying to crouch onto the ground again.

"Oh no you don't, Thea's looking for you, now pull yourself together John, you're tougher than me, suck it up!" Rashel said sounding enthusiastic, "got it?"

"Yeah, yeah," Quinn said loosening up and heading down the hallway.

"Oh my goddess, JOHN THE PILGRIM!" Thea said skipping up to him.

"What do you want?" Quinn sighed, he had no intentions of seeing Thea at this moment.

"Well, I was thinking, you know how Eric hates birthday surprises...?" Thea grinned, harmlessly nudging Quinn's bruised cheek... Rashel had been wearing boots with a splinter plasterd on the tip.

"Yes," Quinn said, his face lighting up a bit, pranks always made Quinn feel better, especially when they were against Ash Redfern... but Eric would surpass as an 'okay, i'll do it.'

"I was hoping you would help me plan a surprise birthday party for him, and just to make you even with Ash, I'll let you put in a surprise pinyata," She said smiling happily.

"Yes! Now I can be the one to get prank points!" Quinn said in the most oddest high pitch voice Thea had ever heard.

"Okay..." Thea stared at him after he stopped leaping in the air.

Then, a voice was calling from the east wing of the corridors. "Hey, Thea, I've been looking for you for hours!" Eric said trying to catch up with Thea and Quinn.

Thea realized the paper with the list of things for the party was exposed and quickly cast a spell for only the eyes of Night People to see, that way Eric would think it was a random piece of paper.

"Hey, why do you keep avoiding me?" Eric said as he stopped to take a breath, he'd been running all around the headquarters trying to find her.

"Oh sorry, I was just looking for Quinn, that's all." She blushed and gave Eric a thoughtful hug.

"Woah, what happened to your cheek," Eric asked looking at Quinn, Quinn was back to his regular self, serious, but almost too relaxed.

"Let's just say there's a certain tree I want to get back at with a surprise-" Quinn said until Thea kneed his shin. Quinn looked at her, trying to hold back the pain and started walking away.

"Well, Quinn and I better get going, we're moving some furniture in so- see you later!" Thea quickly kissed Eric on the cheek and skipped away with Quinn.

By the time they got outside, Quinn started to yelp in shriek so slow and low pitched, it was almost a whipser.

"Serves you right! You almost blew cover - Now put these gloves on and help me bring in the furniture." Thea said passing heavy duty gloves.

"Uh?"

"Just put them on!"

Quinn slipped the gloves on then followed Thea to a small moving truck, with a long wooden table ready to be moved at the ramp.

"Oh no, if this is what you're thinking of as help, then no!"

"C'mon please, I'll let you force cake into Ash's face!"

"No!"

"Now John, or... or..."

"Get to the point."

"I'll call you Johnny Quinny the Pilgrim for the rest of my life!"

"You wou-"

"I would," Thea glared at him once more, Quinn sighed and proceeded to push the table on wheels back into the circle daybreak hq building.

"Owe, owe," Quinn said pushing it up a ramp and down a hallway. "Why do you get to sit on the table and make me push you on it?"

"Because, it's my plan."

"Yeah, well atleast you could've charmed the gloves to make them stronger, my hands are starting to crack and bleed."

"Already?"

"Yes."

"Wow, I thought they would start the minute you let go of the table. Oh well."

Quinn sighed, when will this torture end? He thought.

By the time everything was set up, all the guests settled into hiding spots, Thea called Eric from outside the door and then...

"SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIC!" Everyone said in a huge applause and laughter.

Eric just stood there, a vein in his head looking like it was about to burst, until he turned bright red and said, "My... birthday... was.... half a dozen months ago!"

Everybody laughed at Eric's anger, it didn't matter, Thea had pranked him, and all was well.

Until the pinyata of course...

"Hey Ash," Quinn said walking up to Ash, while holding a blind fold and a metal bat.

"Hey Pilgrim, ouch, what happened to your hands?" Ash said chuckling and staring down to Quinn's bandages, "Let alone that bruise," he added.

"Just take the blind fold and stupid bat and open the pinyata." Quinn said in fake annoyance.

"Why, is the pilgrim too weak to do it?"

"Yes," He muttered out, trying not to get over angered.

"Well, that's not a surprise," Ash said taking the bat and putting on the blind fold. "This'll be a piece of cake."

"Oh... I hope so," Quinn said smiling without Ash realizing it.

And with one fluid cat-like-kicking-hit in the air, Ash opened the pinyata, only a splinter of wood landing in his shin.

"OWE!" He screamed at Quinn.

"Yes! A point finally for Quinn!"

"Oh, I'm going to get back at you John the Pilgrim, mark my words, I will avenge!"

"Yeah, yeah," Quinn said walking over to the uber big cake Thea had somehow figured out how to bake.

"Hey John, why don't you do the honors and cut the cake," Thea said smiling.

"Oh shore," He said cutting out a slice and placing it on the plate.

"JOHN THE PILGRIM!" Thea said hugging him, Quinn hated hugs, and the nickname so much, that the minute he heard and felt those motions, he lodged the cake into Thea's face.

"You are sooo..." Thea said letting go and grabbing a fist full of cake.

Crap! Quinn thought mentally.

But instead of him getting covered in cake, she threw the fistful squarely into Ash's laughing face.

Quinn started laughing until Ash lodged his face into the whole cake... then it was war.

Cake was flying everywhere!

Dozens of vanilla frosting covering the air, as they took flight to hit in every direction.

It was a good day...

Because Quinn got a point, and Ash didn't.

Ash: 2pts

Quinn:1pt