I was going to post this chapter earlier, but for a site glitch. Eventually, a Reddit user by the name of TJLynch described a simple work-around for the glitch, which I tried, and it worked.

This is where the pranks begin. I hope you enjoy!

The way things were going, camp was pretty decent, Ulysses figured. He only wished that he could have had the opportunity to go to one before now, but what was important was that he was finally making up for lost time. He was getting to do it now, and that was all that mattered to him.

"That was an awesome campfire, wasn't it?" Liam said. He sounded so innocent, so fun-loving, when he said that. So much so, in fact, that the Umbreon felt guilty for what he was about to do to the Leafeon.

It's not too late to back out, Ulysses told himself. You don't have to do this if you don't want to, and you clearly don't want to. Just leave him alone.

But that wouldn't really help, either. Even if the Umbreon didn't participate in the scheme to make Liam wet the bed, it was still going to happen. He highly doubted that he'd be able to convince the other two involved that it was a bad idea.

"It was" Zora replied. "And I have something to tell you guys, now that we're back in the cabin".

"What is it?" Sammy asked the Zoroark counselor. "Is something wrong?"

"No. But I just want to let it be known that I'm not going to be sleeping in the cabin with you guys during this session. Like, not at all".

"Why not?" Ulysses asked. Zora was one of their counselors; it made no sense whatsoever that she wouldn't be able to sleep in the same cabin.

"Well, that's just the rule. Females, regardless of whether they are counselors or campers, are not allowed to sleep in the same cabins as males. That's how David and Erin decreed that it would be".

"But where will you sleep?" Freddie asked them. The Flareon was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking morbidly curious.

"That's neither here nor there" Zora replied coolly. "What does matter is that lights go out at 9:15, and they come on at 7:30. If you wake up before then, you may read by flashlight, so long as you do so underneath your covers".

Now aware of this, the campers all nodded, and then Zora left. Lucas then stood up, clearing his throat as though he were about to make an announcement.

"Each of the four of us are going to take nights off periodically. Tomorrow is Zora's night off, then it's Blake's, then it's mine, then it's Daniel's. We won't take part in activities; we'll just travel around Sinnoh a bit, but we'll always return in time for dinner the following evening. You got that?"

The campers all nodded. After all of them took their turns brushing their teeth (their toiletries had all been placed on the shelf inside the bathroom), they were instructed to go to bed when the clock said 9:15.

Except that Ethan wasn't tired yet. Normally, at home, he would stay up until at least ten in the evening, just because he could. As a result, he'd become quite accustomed to not going to bed too early. Now, he was forced to go to bed at 9:15, which pissed him off to no small degree.

"Good night!" Daniel announced, shutting the lights off.

It was a good thing Ethan wasn't tired yet, since he was the one who was going to be pulling the prank. Really, the plan was genius, now that he thought of it.

He'd wait until 11:00, when it was likely that everybody else would be asleep. Since he was an Espeon, he'd probably create less attention than the Jolteon would due to not having as bright a color. Ideally, Ulysses would have been the one to do it, since most of his body was black, but the Umbreon couldn't be trusted to stay awake.

It must be said that there were two rows of beds. The one on the right side of the cabin held three campers: Liam, furthest from the bathroom, Jason, and Grant. The one on the left, from farthest to closest to the bathroom, held Ethan, Sammy, Ulysses, Freddie, and Vincent.

Ethan could see that Ulysses was either asleep or pretending to be, so he didn't walk over to him. Instead, he decided to wait until eleven, when the air was thick with snoring.

It was harder than Ethan expected to keep himself awake during that time, however. He didn't want to read, so as not to draw too much attention to himself. Therefore, he had to wait longer than he would have wanted.

Eventually, he decided that it wasn't worth it anymore. The clock read 10:36, and Ethan estimated that nobody else was awake. He knew he had to be careful - Lucario, such as Lucas, had very acute senses of sound. If the Espeon wasn't careful, his counselor would awaken, and then he'd be in a lot of trouble.

He knew he was walking on pins and needles. The floor of the cabin was fairly creaky, and, if he stepped too hard on it, it would make a lot of noise. Another danger he had to avoid as he made his way to the bathroom.

Looking up to the shelf with his toiletries, he found that there was a bowl there. Perfect, he thought. This is how I'm going to do it.

Standing on his hind legs and grabbing the bowl in his paw, he moved over to the sink, where he filled it with water. He made sure that it was somewhat warm, turning the lever for hot water to a greater extent than the lever for cold water.

Okay, Ethan thought to himself. Now I just have to make it over to Liam's bed and sink his hand in this. It won't be too hard, will it?

The Espeon began walking carefully over to the Leafeon's bed. Sure enough, Liam was snoring, completely dead to the world.

Beautiful.

Even though the prank had been planned between three of them, Ethan was glad that it was only him who was involved with the bowl. Having two, or three, Pokemon doing it would have been too loud. As it was, he was risking waking up other campers or counselors, ones that he didn't want to wake up. Least of all Liam.

He arrived at Liam's bed. The Leafeon's paw was dangling prone over the edge of the bed, two feet above the floor. Ethan wasted no time, dunking the paw in the water.

The effect was almost immediate. As though a hose had been placed in his underwear, a long stream of urine began flowing over the sheets. It was very audible, and Ethan's heart started beating rapidly, as though it believed he were about to die and was trying to get in an entire lifetime's worth of beats in the final hours.

I should get back to bed, Ethan thought to himself. Before anyone else wakes up.

As light on his feet as he possibly could be, the Espeon snuck back into his bed. He couldn't help but laugh inside his head; this was his favorite prank to play during slumber parties, because it embarrassed the other person so much. It must be said that Ethan was quite sadistic in general, and that was why he enjoyed pulling pranks like this one.

Once under the covers, he had a difficult time getting back to sleep. Eventually, he did, satisfied by the prank he had pulled.

Sammy sat bolt upright in bed.

For a minute, he wasn't sure what had happened to cause this. He wasn't the world's heaviest sleeper, but he typically didn't wake up in the middle of the night...what time was this.

He looked up at the clock, which read 12:10. Since it was dark out, he'd slept for three and not fifteen hours. But why had he woken up so abruptly?

Sammy looked over towards the bathroom. Because the wall of the water closet did not reach all the way up to the ceiling, one in the main room of the cabin could tell whether or not the lights were on there. Right now, they were on.

However, it wasn't the light that had woken Sammy up; it was the sound. Clearly, someone in there was taking a shower.

Why would anybody be taking a shower at this hour?, the Sylveon thought to himself. It makes no sense. Who would do such a thing?

It was then that a thought struck Sammy. Whoever's bed was empty, that was who was taking the shower. It had to be that way, otherwise the universe would make precisely zero sense.

Vincent? Sleeping soundly. Grant? Sawing logs. Jason? Eyes closed, snoring.

And then his eyes alighted on Liam's bed.

It was empty. Not only that, but several wet spots were visible.

Are you kidding me? He wet the bed? At age 15?

It was one thing to wet the bed when you were five, perhaps even ten, but fifteen? What was going on?

Should I make fun of him when he comes back? Offer to help him feel better about it? Or just not do anything?

Sammy couldn't help but notice that there was a bowl of warm water on the floor next to Liam's bed. A little of it appeared to have spilled out, but there was still enough water in the bowl to tell that it wasn't just urine.

Eventually, Sammy decided that he wasn't going to make fun of Liam for what had happened. It just wouldn't be beneficial to anyone, so there was no real reason to do it.

It was a few minutes before the shower finally stopped running, and Sammy saw Liam step into the main room of the cabin, along with Daniel. The Sylveon hadn't noticed that the Dragonite wasn't in his bed, but, granted, he hadn't been looking very carefully.

Daniel walked with Liam back to his bed and whispered something into the Leafeon's ear, something that Sammy wasn't able to make out. Eventually, Liam climbed back into bed, shaking from what looked like sheer embarrassment.

The Sylveon couldn't believe that, just a minute or two ago, he'd been considering making fun of the Leafeon. Now, his heart went out to him; it really sounded highly embarrassing, and there was no telling how many of the other campers knew this had happened.

Also...the bowl on the ground. Since it was full of water, that meant that there were probably better than even odds that this had been a prank. If indeed it was the traditional slumber party prank of putting a sleeping person's hand in a bowl of warm water, in the hopes that they would wet the bed...that got Sammy pretty steamed. Surely taking it from zero to sixty in that way was a little uncalled for.

Well, fuck whoever did it, the Sylveon thought to himself.

Sammy could tell, eventually, that Daniel had gone back to sleep. He didn't know if Liam had woken up yet or not, but, to be perfectly honest, he didn't particularly care. He wanted to talk to the Leafeon, to tell him that it was going to be fine.

The Sylveon crept out of bed as quietly as he could. By now, at least an hour had passed since he'd woken up to the sound of the Leafeon showering, and he was confident that he was the only one awake.

Sure enough, Liam had gone back to sleep. While he'd been in the shower, it appeared that the sheets had been changed on his bed, because Sammy couldn't see any evidence of urine there. He tapped the Leafeon on the paw.

Liam woke up almost immediately. "Whazzat?" he asked. "Why are you waking me up?"

"It's Sammy. I want to talk to you about something".

The Leafeon's face started turning a bright shade of crimson. "If it's about that...then no".

"I don't know what you're talking about, but let's go outside and talk about this. I think I can help you with something".

"Uh...okay" Liam whispered back. For the second time that night, the Leafeon climbed out of bed.

"Let's take the door on the campers' side. We're less likely to wake anybody else up that way".

The Leafeon still sounded a little bit suspicious, but Sammy supposed that it wasn't that surprising. He was probably wondering what the Sylveon had to say to him.

Unfortunately, the door leading to the outside of the cabin was louder than either boy had thought. It squeaked when it was turned on its hinges, causing Sammy and Liam to grimace. Both of them figured it was likely that somebody else had woken up.

"Okay" Liam said. "Once we get outside, we have to close the door as quietly as possible. We don't need the counselors waking up".

That was very true indeed, so both boys quietly exited the door, and then Sammy slowly closed it. They went over to the picnic table underneath the large pine tree. From here, it was possible to hear the Beedrill buzzing around their nest, even though it was nighttime.

"What did you want to say to me?" Liam asked. "No offense, but I should be sleeping right now. I'm pretty tired, so sorry if I don't seem to absorb everything. But it is 1:15 in the morning".

"I just wanted to tell you that I heard about what happened. And it's okay".

The Leafeon's face turned crimson again. "What are you talking about?" Liam asked, although he probably suspected exactly what Sammy was thinking of.

The Sylveon figured that there was no reason to beat around the bush. "You wet the bed".

Liam looked exceedingly embarrassed. "Uh...yeah, that happened. How did you know about it?"

"It's kind of hard to hide that you're taking a shower at midnight" Sammy replied. "But I'm not going to make fun of you for it".

It was then that Sammy realized that it was probably a bad idea for him to do this. Liam probably didn't want to talk about it, but oh well. It was out in the open now - soon, the others would probably be finding out.

"Well...like I said, that's true. And I'm positive that it was a prank".

"Why?"

"Well, I found a bowl of warm water on the floor next to my bed. If it was indeed a prank, it would just make too much sense, you know?"

"Yeah, probably was" the Sylveon replied. "Do you want to get back at whoever it was?"

Liam smiled. "I thought you'd never ask".

For a while, there was nothing but the chirping of Kricketot. The night was very still and dark, with the only source of light being the moon's reflection on the lake. Eventually. It was Sammy who spoke next.

"Who do you think it was?"

"How the hell should I know? I was asleep".

"Fair" the Sylveon replied. "Truth be told, other than trying to get back at everybody...we should tell the counselors that this happened. Maybe set up an anonymous tip box".

Liam shuddered. "I don't know if I want too much attention drawn to this. Unless you think that everybody knows".

"Well, we'll let the chips fall where they may. That's one expression I really like" said Sammy.

With that, the two boys re-entered the cabin and headed back to bed, nobody else the wiser as to the conversation they had had.

And the night wore on over Camp Eevee.

As I said, I would respond to reviews. Here we go.

FernLucario: You wanted it, you got it.

The Cursed Blur: Yeah, I felt really bad for Liam as well, and he's not even real! One time at my summer camp, this other boy wet the bed, and he must have been extremely embarrassed. Had it happened to me, I'd have asked to leave, but, to his credit, the other guy didn't. Of course, I already told you that on Discord.

If you wish to chat with me, my tag is SnowLucario #5443. I'm looking forward to seeing you guys again.

EDIT: I fixed some mistakes in this chapter. Namely, added italics where they should have been, such as when Sammy was thinking to himself.