It was time for revenge. John was through with Sherlock's antics. He thought to himself that maybe walking in on him and giving him the strange liquid when he was sick were both just honest mistakes, but John didn't care. He just wanted something done to Sherlock for once. Besides, it would be funny.

He had to prepare for this though; he had the perfect prank in mind. Although it was simple, he wanted to make sure it went smoothly. He went down the hall while Sherlock was in class and knocked on Greg's door. When Greg answered, he smiled.

"Hello John. Glad to see you're feeling better. How can I help you?"

"Greg, I'm going to come straight out with it. I want to pull a prank on Sherlock and I was wondering if you would help me."

Greg blinked a few times, trying to process this request. He wasn't used to people knocking on his door to prank other people, but Sherlock and John weren't like any of the other freshmen he's seen.

"I'm not really sure I can do that."

"Come on, please? I don't have anyone else in this dorm to help me."

"What are you pranking him for anyway?"

"Just a little revenge."

Greg rolled his eyes, but ultimately agreed to help him. He invited John into his room to discuss the prank and they decided to do it that night.

They both laugh at the idea of this prank being successful, knowing how keen Sherlock was at sensing something wrong. They knew they would have to pull the prank while he was fast asleep.

John was telling Greg everything they would need to pull this off.

"Are you sure we have everything we need?"

"We only need two things. I have one of them, can you provide the other?"

Greg laughed before responding.

"Yeah, no problem."

"What's so funny?"

"It's just that, this prank is so simple and you're treating it like some sort of secret mission."

"With Sherlock, it is a secret mission."

John told Greg he would text him to come to his room once he was sure Sherlock was asleep. With everything set in motion, John retreated back to his room.

xXx

Sherlock returned from his classes completely drained of energy. On this particular day of the week, he had class from 10:00am to 7:00pm. He hadn't had anything to eat all day, so he was starving.

Once he arrived in his room, John was on his laptop doing his school work.

"Hey Sherlock, how was class?"

"Tedious. I'm hungry; do you want to grab dinner?"

"Sorry, I just ate. I'll come with you if you want."

"That's okay; I'll just buy something and come back."

Sherlock walked out of the room and walked toward the cafeteria. John managed to keep his composure long enough to keep Sherlock from noticing.

John could tell Sherlock was tired. It didn't take a genius to see the look of exhaustion on his face. After all, he had been in class for at least nine hours.

It only took Sherlock half an hour to get back to the room; he was rather quick getting his food.

John was overall good at keeping his composure. Besides, even if he wasn't, Sherlock was too engulfed in his food to notice.

To keep himself busy and distracted, John continued to focus on his work. After a few more hours, Sherlock went to bed. He kept a close eye on him to make sure that he was really asleep.

At about 11:00pm, John was sure that Sherlock was asleep. He fell asleep on his back and was snoring, which was perfect for him. John pulled out his phone and texted Greg.

He's asleep. –JW

It didn't take long for Greg to respond.

I'm on my way. –GL

John waited by the door for Greg's arrival, keeping it open a crack so he wouldn't have to knock. Greg arrived a few minutes later with an air horn in his hand and walked over to the bed.

John grabbed a small, wide stool and placed it carefully over Sherlock's head. Being as Sherlock slept on the top bunk, he did this as slowly as he could without waking him. Luckily, he barely stirred.

John and Greg counted to three together. Once they hit three, Greg pressed his thumb on the air horn as hard as he could, right next to Sherlock's head.

Sherlock awoke immediately and jerked his body up, causing his head to hit the bottom of the stool. He screams out in pain and grabs his head after throwing the stool at John, who starts cracking up on the floor.

"What the hell was that for?"

Greg is unable to control himself any longer and bursts out laughing. He is able to stand for a few seconds, but eventually falls right next to John. Sherlock glares at both of them. After the laughing stops, Greg and John get up.

"I take it back, John. I am really glad I helped you."

"No hard feelings, Sherlock?"

Sherlock stops glaring at them and gives a sly smile to John.

"I wouldn't be so sure."

Despite being part of the prank, Greg makes sure that Sherlock is alright before going back to his room and bidding his two friends goodnight.

It didn't take long for Sherlock to fall back asleep due to his long day, but in his head is was now plotting more revenge on John.

If he wants a prank war, he thought, he'll get one.

You'll have to bear with me. I'm not sure what I'm gonna be doing with some of the characters yet. I am going to take a while to come up with something just so I don't just do something stupid. Thank you for your patience. In the mean time, I will try to upload as frequently as possible. Thank you for all of your reviews! I love them all!