Who? (Third Person)

The figure stood in the shadows, smiling slightly to himself as the Advent Beasts crept up to him. "You know what to do, correct?"

"Course!" The silver griffin whispered back eagerly. Her tail swished from side to side as she took the bottle he gave her, grinning wickedly at the golden cynogriffon that was next to her. The golden Advent Beast snickered, her body quivering as she leapt into the air, flying to her Rider's room, ready to help set up the prank.

The figure smirked, giving out similar bottles to the other Advent Beasts that had assembled, fighting back the urge to laugh. Oh, the Ventarran Riders really had forgotten, hadn't they?


Kit jerked awake when he felt something tickling his nose. He raised a hand, intending to smack whatever it was, and felt something else stick to his face.

What the-

Kit sat up slowly, lowering his hand. It was covered in shaving cream, surprise, surprise. He narrowed his eyes, glancing over at his sister and raising his eyebrows when he saw shaving cream in her hand as well. Confused, Kit kicked the covers off, walking into the bathroom to wash the cream off his hand and face. Seconds later, he heard his sister's yelp of anger, and she came in and smacked him on the head.

"What was that for?" Kit rubbed his head, giving his sister a sharp look.

"You put shaving cream in my hand and got Akeona to-Wait a second, is that shaving cream on your hand too?" She grabbed his arm by the wrist, staring at it in shock.

"Yes," Kit replied slowly. "You didn't do this?"

Lyra shook her head, looking up at her brother in confusion. "Then…who did?"

A bang on the door made both siblings walk out of the bathroom to stare at several of the others, all of whom had shaving cream in their hands and on their faces. "You too?" Len exclaimed.

"Did this happen to everyone?" Lyra inquired, raising her eyebrows. Kase nodded.

"Yeah. Everyone. None of us can figure it out."

Glances were exchanged before they shrugged. "Maybe someone just decided to try and throw us off," Chance muttered, walking back to his room. "The war isn't over yet!"

"Oh, far from it," Lyra promised sternly.


Lyra smirked as she slipped into the stall, closing the door. The lights were off, and the prank was in place. Kase had dared the guys to do Bloody Mary, and they had agreed, planning on heading to the Common's bathroom at midnight to do it. The girls had snickered quietly, planning on hiding so that they could scare the guys outta their minds.

The four girls were hidden in the stalls, and the boys shuffled in, barely managing to fit. They all were murmuring to one another, obviously uneasy about doing this.

"Seriously, this is dumb," Cam muttered.

"Yeah, but the girls did dare us. No point in making them think we're scaredy cats," Len replied. He sighed, and then the group started to speak as one.

"Bloody Mary….Bloody Mary…..Bloody Mary."

The four girls silently unlocked the stall doors, and they leapt, making the already-tense Riders yelp, scrambling to get the lights.

"The lights, the lights!" Adam squeaked, flipping the switch. When nothing happened, he tried again, moving almost desperately.

"Why aren't the lights turning on?" Kit stammered, voice shaking. "Lyra, I know you girls are in here-why isn't it turning on?"

Kase shoved past Adam, flipping the switch several times. "We didn't do this!" she insisted, her voice shrill as she started to panic.

"Fine, then. Let's just get out of here," Nolan sighed, walking to the door. He tried to turn the knob and let out a soft whimper when it didn't move. He gripped the knob, yanking hard and trying to open the door. Stumbling back, he cried out, "Guys! We're stuck!"

"WHAT?" At least twelve voices yelped, and then all the Riders charged the door, trying to open it. Horrified yells emanated from the room.

"Open it up!"

"Someone help!"

"Come on, this isn't funny!"

Chris and Len kicked the door as hard as they could, knowing that it should break or at the very least, move a little bit. It didn't even budge. It was then that Cam, Van, Kase, and Sarah let out horrified screams, making all the others whirl around towards the mirrors.

"There are faces in the mirrors!" Sarah screeched, hurtling to the door and pounding on it. Jaws dropped as the faces became vivid images, and then the others were pounding on the door as well. It suddenly opened, and they all bolted out, slamming the door shut behind them. Several collapsed on the ground, others on the couches. Some leaned against the wall, trying to get their breathing under control. Chris glowered at the girls.

"Okay, very funny. Who took out the lights and messed with the door?" he demanded.

"None of us!" the girls exclaimed in unison. "We were just going to scare you guys when you said Bloody Mary! We weren't planning to scare ourselves," Maya finished.

"They have a point, Chris," Hunt pointed out. "Why the hell would they scare themselves?"

Silence fell, and someone asked the question, "Then who did it?"


The figure was huddled in the corner, laughing silently to himself. "Oh, they really do forget sometimes. It's worth it," he murmured, watching the Riders' reactions to having been trapped in a bathroom with faces in the mirror.

The Advent Beasts slipped into the room, sitting next to him as the light blue lynx looked up at him. "So…Do you need us to do anything?"

"No," he whispered in response. "Everything is set up. The prank war will be over tomorrow."


(Kit's POV)

All of us were cranky and tired when we woke up the next morning. I don't think any of us had gotten to bed before two or three, still shaken from the Bloody Mary incident. Now, we were in the room Len and I shared, trying to come up with some plan to prank the girls.

"I'm coming up blank," Ian stated drearily. A couple nods followed his comment, and I yawned, trying to figure out something-anything-to use as a prank. Nothing was coming to mind, no matter how hard I tried.

"What if we do to them what they did to you, Kit?" Van suddenly spoke. Heads turned to stare at him in confusion, and I blinked.

"What?"

"They dyed your hair. We can do the same."

I moaned. "Van, it won't work-"

"Yes, it will. All we need to do is figure out a way to get dye into the pool by the time they go to swim later this morning," Ian added, catching onto Van's idea. Len and Adam shot them confused looks, frowning.

"If we poured it in, it'd change the color of the water. They'd know that something was up," Len stated cautiously. Cam grinned viciously in response.

"Not when Kit changes it back to its normal color."

I raised my hands, standing up and backing away. "Oh no. No, no, no, no, no. Hell no. I don't have that kind of control over Water yet," I protested.

"Aw come on, Kit," Len teased gently. "I bet you could do it to get your sister back for your hair!" We both glanced up at the pink mess before I nodded reluctantly.

"Fine," I grumbled. "But we are not dying their hair pink."

"Good," Chris sighed in relief. "If I had to stare at multiple heads of bright pink for a month, I'd go crazy. No offense to you, Kit," he added hastily at the end. "It's just-"

"I know. Ask Len -I think I spent two hours trying to get this dumb stuff outta my hair a couple nights ago. It only succeeded in fading it. And it didn't fade much." My voice was rueful by the end, and I glanced upwards at the nightmare that was my hair again. "Still," I continued, "it's going to cost a lot if we want to spread it throughout the whole pool. We don't have the time to wait for a salon to open."

"I can fix that right away," Cam chuckled. He pulled a couple bags up, making our jaws drop as he pulled out bottles of dye. "Don't ask," he added, glancing at us and seeing our looks.

"I'm not," Adam and I chorused. "It's white?" Cam nodded, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Yep. So, Len, Kit, you two think you can handle it?"

"Yeah," Len stated. "We'd better hurry though-otherwise, we might be in trouble."

I sighed, muttering to myself, "Why do I have the feeling that my sis is gonna come up with something similar to this?"


(Kase's POV)

"White dye should work in the pool, since it can be disguised easily," Lyra explained, earning several eager nods from the rest of us girls.

"Sounds like fun, doesn't it?" Sarah was grinning like the Cheshire Cat again. "Oooh, Lyra, can I help you, please? Pretty please?"

"Sure," the youngest Rider replied. Maya piped up then, voicing a concern.

"What if they don't go in the pool today? We need a backup plan incase." It was logical and reasonable, and I thought about all that extra molasses from the prank pulled on us by the boys.

"Simple." My voice was amused as I put a hand to my chin. "Leave that to me." Three heads turned to meet my gaze, and the others grabbed the bottles of dye that we'd found earlier, taking the long route to the pool.


(Third Person)

He sat in the shadows of his room, looking at the replica with great interest. He scratched a few more symbols into it, glancing at the Void Key that sat on the table next to him.

"Almost done," he whispered to himself, holding the replica up for a better look. "When this is done, I can go and pull that prank on them. Thank the Void that Kit and Lyra are siblings who have similar trains of thought."


(Two hours later…)

The two groups of pranksters sat on opposite sides of the pool, hidden in the shadows as they waited for their counterparts to go for a swim.

"What's taking so long?" Kit whispered to Len.

"Dunno," Len murmured back, glancing out again. "They should be here by now."

The girls were wondering the exact same thing.

"The boys should've been in the pool ages ago!" Sarah fumed. "What is taking them so doggone long?"

"Something's up," Kase figured, glancing at the pool again. "At least the backup plan is in place."

"Yeah," Lyra agreed.

A splash gained both groups' attention, and multiple heads swiveled to hear Master Eubulon's agitated curse. "Dammit. The Void Key won't like that water," he grumbled, walking in rapidly. He shucked his jacket off, crouching near the water. "I gotta go in and get it out before too much damage is done."

"Oh no!"

"He can't-"

"Oh shit-"

"NOOOOOOO! STOP!" The two groups burst out of their hiding places, freezing mid-step when they saw their rivals.

"Crap," the girls whimpered.

"Shit," the boys moaned.

Master Eubulon turned to look at all the Riders, lined up in front of him to stop him from diving in. "What?" he inquired, looking utterly confused. "What is so important that I can't go in to get the Void Key?."

Babbled replies stammered out answers.

"Well, you see-"

"The water's not…quite right-"

"Something's wrong with the water-"

"Let one of us go get it-"

"Water compromised-"

He shook his head, pushing past. "What happened to you guys to get you this worked up?" He looked like he was about to dive in, and the Riders began to surge forward, only to find themselves flying into the dyed water, pushed by telekinesis.

White-haired heads popped up, staring at the Advent Master in confusion. Their mentor was grinning, shaking his head in amusement as he watched them. "Len, Kase, did you two really forget exactly how this ended last time? I'm disappointed, Riders."

Realization dawned on all their faces, and Cam moaned. "You had the dye hidden! You wanted us to do this!"

"Exactly. I knew that you would find it, and I knew that the girls would find theirs." Master Eubulon stood up, smiling as he pulled the Void Key out of his pocket. "That, in the water, is a replica. I wasn't planning on going in." He turned, walking towards the door, and the girls let out screeched cries.

"NO! Don-" Kase and Maya didn't get the warning out in time. The trap had been tripped.

Master Eubulon looked up in time to see a large bucket of molasses topple, coating him in the dark liquid. He turned, spitting out a glob of molasses before giving the girls a confused look. "I didn't have that in mind."

For one long moment, there was silence. Then, laughter filled the air, reminding the Riders that, even though they could get on one another's nerves, they were a family. And it also reminded them that even though Master Eubulon was their mentor, even he could pull a prank.

End