Ice: Fun idea I had after a segment on AFV and partially personal experience that's probably happened to us all at one time or another. Enjoy!

It was late evening by the time Raphael felt he could show up back home. He figured they would have cooled off from earlier and just maybe had forgotten about the video. Just to be careful, he had made a copy at Dartz house, and stored it in the garage. Never knew when it would come in hand.

He walked in and saw Valon sitting in the floor watching tv as usual and Alister was on the computer in the corner. Their necks immediately snapped to look at him. They eyed him trying to find the camera and tape he clumsily hid behind his back.

"Destroy the tape. Now," Alister demanded as he got up and walked towards him with a lighter.

"I knew the fun wouldn't last long. Such a shame. I was really hoping we could look back on this and laugh," sighed Raphael as he held out the tape.

"Valon, go toss it in the fireplace. We're going to watch it burn so he doesn't try to pull something and show everyone."

Valon took the tape from Raphael and the lighter from Alister. He slowly walked to the fireplace and tossed in the tape. He hesitated before setting fire to it. Alister noticed.

"I know you don't want to keep that tape around here. It's not exactly your best moment, you know."

"I know. It's just… It was funny… Can we call a truce now? Just stop all of it? Please?"

"Fine. I agree. Now burn the tape."

"Okay."

Once the tape started to melt, Valon looked genuinely sad to see it go. It's not every day you got to look all brave taking someone down on film after all. It was Alister who didn't have the best moment trying to crawl out the door. Such a pity it had to go.

Raphael was doing his best to hide his grin as he knew the copy would be safe. He figured everything was over and done with so he ventured to the kitchen to make some dinner for himself. If they really did agree to call everything off, it'd be much quieter for sure, but where's the fun in that?

I seriously doubt a truce between them can last. Who knows? More power to them. Raphael thought as he made himself a sandwich.

Meanwhile, Valon had gone back to watching a movie and Alister sat back down to check his email.

Spam. Spam. Not spam. Spam. Some weirdo. Spam. Is that all there is? Really? Wait… What's this one? Really good, see if you can spot what's wrong with the picture. Make sure the sound is on and turned up… Who sent me this? ... No clue who you are, but I accept your challenge.

He turned the volume up and opened the email. He moved to the edge of the seat to stare the picture down.

Well for one, there's no curtains. I mean, really? Why would you have a dining room with no curtains and leave a laptop displayed for anyone to see? What is wrong with people?

He continued to stare and criticize the room and he did his best to spot the errors. He was close to giving up when he had a thought.

What if the audio is clues? Maybe I should turn it up louder…

Valon noticed what he was doing and faked a restroom break as he hurried off to somewhere in the house. Raphael saw him take off, but decided it was best to stay in the kitchen in these situations. He instantly regretted losing his water gun as he was sure he was going to need it soon.

Alister leaned closer unsure if the audio was working. Suddenly the screen changed to a hollow terrified face and the room filled with the screams of someone surely about to be killed. Alister flipped backwards off the chair screaming like a little girl. He sat hiding behind the couch shaking from the email.

He wasn't positive, but once he noticed Valon had left the room, he was sure he had something to do with it. He got up and started his search and came across Raphael in the kitchen trying to hold in his laughter.

"Are you okay, buddy?" Raphael asked grinning.

"I'm fine. Did you send me that email?"

"No, but I've heard of it."

"Why the hell didn't you warn me then?"

"Well I didn't see you open it, now did I?"

"Shut up… Where did that runt go?"

"No clue. He went that way," he replied as he pointed down the hall.

"Great…"

Down the hall were several options for Valon to hide. If Alister looked in one room, he could easily slip past him and run out of the house. That was assuming he didn't already climb out of a window, but he would have been heard if he thought it would work.

He started by searching the first closet he came across. He found a conveniently placed broom and used it to poke through the crowded items. Satisfied that nothing whimpered when he jabbed, he continued searching the next closet the same way. When he wasn't found, he started wondering if he could be smart enough to know not to hide in his own room…

Alister slowly opened the door of his own room and looked around. It was still a mess from earlier and it was possible for Valon to literally hide anywhere. He closed the door behind him and kept the lights off. He started his search by checking his own closet. Once again, no sound was heard. He stopped for a moment and noticed it was very quiet. It still didn't mean anything.

"I know you're in here… You're not getting away from me this time…"

He checked under his own desk and found nothing. He headed towards the bed. A faint sound was heard and he knew he had found him. He dropped to the floor and rammed the broom under the bed.

"OW! WHAT THE HELL MAN?" Valon screamed as he crawled as fast as he could out from under the bed.

He had started to claw at the door unable to open it under pressure. Alister had gotten up with sore knees that he felt was entirely worth it. He walked towards him.

"RAPH! LET ME OUT OF HERE! PLEASE! I'LL DO ANYTHING!"

Raphael heard the screaming and decided he had to check it out. He tried the knob, but found out he couldn't open it since Valon was hugging the door on the other side.

"You need to back up from the door if you want it open genius," he called to him.

"BUT HE'S GOING TO KILL ME!"

"He's not going to kill you. Maim you a bit, maybe. But he's not going to kill you."

"YOU LOOK AT HIM AND TELL ME THAT!"

Valon managed to scoot away from the door while staring Alister down. He looked absolutely insane wielding the broom. He was pretty sure this would be his last night alive. At least that's what he thought until Raphael opened the door for him.

Just as Valon darted for the door, Alister slammed the broom down on his head causing the poor boy to fall over at Raphael's feet. Alister stopped and looked up at him. Raphael glared back and snatched the broom from him.

"What part of no killing in the house did you not understand?" He asked as he bashed Alister over the head with the broom.

Alister fell just short of landing on Valon. Raphael dropped the broom and headed back to the kitchen where his dinner was getting cold waiting for him.

I knew that wasn't going to last. So much for that. Now what should I do with that tape…

Ice: Well, that was fun. That was the first fake email I could think of. I thought this would have been a perfect joke since many of us have probably seen this email from family and friends. My initial reaction was to throw myself back in the chair… Worked out about as well as it worked for poor Alister… Hopefully I will get the next chapter written up some time this week if not tomorrow night. Feel free to throw ideas at me. You'll get an imaginary plushy of your choice!