BECCA'S POINT OF VIEW
"The Girl's Really Amazing and Excellent Team's, or GREAT, first order of business is a prank war which will be against the boys," I said to the girls. "But before we make plans, let us have a moment of silence for our absent member, Rocket." Sadly, Rocket's mom didn't allow her to stay for the sleepover.
DICK'S POINT OF VIEW
"Ok guys, we gotta be super ultra-quiet, because you never know when our little sis will be listening to our conversation." Jason whispered so quietly that if Bruce hadn't trained us to listen to the slightest sound, I wouldn't have heard it. I highly doubted that Becca could hear.
"GUYS I COULD TOTALLY HEAR YOU, YOU GUYS ARE FREAKIN' INTERRUPTING MY TRAIN OF THOUGH COULD YOU GUYS PLEASE QUIET DOWN?! YOU'RE SO DARN LOUD!"
Well, I guess I was wrong.
"How could she even hear me?" Jason asked in his normal loud voice.
"-tt- buy yourself a brain Todd," Damian said. Then he got out a piece of paper and wrote: Talk by writing. So sis won't hear. She can't see through walls.
Finally we got the idea and started writing our ideas. The girls are in for a major Prankgeddon!
BECCA'S POINT OF VIEW
Man, super hearing is a blessing and a curse. I keep hearing things I don't want to hear, like some kids playing tag a mile away and my bros constant whispering. How does Martian Manhunter or Superman handle all those people's thoughts and words all the time? Maybe I'll ask them next time. Oh well. I stop the complaining in my brain and concentrates on the plan for our prank war, in which we decided to call PRANKGEDDON. I bet the boys are just playing dumb video games. They'll be having a fun (mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) day tomorrow!
DICK'S POINT OF VIEW
We decided that we would start the pranking tomorrow night so that the girls won't expect it since they're always gossiping and doing girly things. After we made the Prankgeddon plan, it was already 12 am (since we played hours of video games) so we decided to sleep.
BECCA'S POINT OF VIEW
When we were sure the boys were asleep, we silently headed to their restroom and put 2 bottles of pink dye in Jason's shampoo, 2 bottle of obnoxious purple in Damian's, 2 bottles of violet red in Dick's, and 2 bottles of neon yellow in Tim's. Then we proceeded to draw mustaches and goatees on the boy's faces with permanent marker. Fortunately, they were heavy sleepers. We also put neon green dye in their toothpaste. And for our grand finale, we painted their nails a rainbow color. Babs videoed it all and posted it on YouTube. Finally we retreated to our room and fell asleep. The next morning, we woke up to girly screams.
DICK'S POINT OF VIEW
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" When I came out the bathroom, I heard Jason and Tim scream like little girls. And Damian let out a very MANLY (lol not manly at all) scream.
"What happened guys?" I asked them but they didn't answer. And they didn't need to. I saw that their hair turned different colors, their teeth were bright green, their faces had permanent marker on them, and their nails were painted!
"You guys look so stupid!" I collapsed in laughter.
"Take a look at yourself, Grayson," Damian retorted. That's when I looked in the mirror. OMG MY HAIR IS VIOLET RED! "AHHHHHHHHHH! HOLY RED HAIR!"
"REBECCA ELISE WAYNE! GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" Jason yelled.
A sleepy looking girl with messy hair floated into the room. Since she found out that she could fly, she floated everywhere instead of walking. Lucky.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?" Damian screeched at his older sister. I guess the girls got us before we go them.
"Yeah, good morning to you too Damian." Then she snapped a picture and flew back into her room.
"GET BACK HERE YOU LI- ding," Jason was interrupted by a notification on his phone.
"Omg, she post it on Facebook." Jason said. We all crowded around him and saw that the picture Becca took was trending and already got 52 likes.
I guess Jason had enough because he stormed out the room and kicked Rebecca's door open. The girls were inside giggling uncontrollably.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU POST IT ON FACEBOOK!" Jason yelled at the girls. But they just laughed more at Jason's face.
"We-haha-put-hehe-it on YouTube too!" Said Babs.
Sure enough, we found the video with 200 likes in less than 3 minutes.
"Oh don't worry Jay, it'll wash off." Rebecca smirked at Jason.
Jason growled and leapt at Becca, wrestling her on the floor. And Becca won!
"Young masters, it is time for breakfast," Alfred came in and saw our faces. We could totally tell he was trying not to laugh. Then Bruce came in and laughed his head off. Surprise, surprise.
BECCA'S POINT OF VIEW
Dad came in and laughed so hard we thought he was having a seizure! He laughed even more (is that's possible) when he saw Jason on the floor tied up with a rope. Hey, it was his fault that he tried to wrestle me! Babs went over and put all my pink hairclips on Jason. I snapped a pic and posted it on social media. #boyslose!
Alfred herded us down the stairs and into the dining room. Yum! Alfred made blueberry pancakes!
JASON'S POINT OF VIEW
AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! My face is a MESS! My social life is ruined! Oh man Becca's gonna get it. She will feel my wrath! I wrote a note to dick and saw his face lit up after he read it.
DICK'S POINT OF VIEW
Jay passed me a note. It read, "Let's get back at the girls! Meet me in the treehouse in 10 minutes. Everyone else will be at the racetrack with the Allens. Pass this note to Damian and Tim." I smiled. The girls are in for a BIG surprise!
DAMIAN'S POINT OF VIEW
Grayson passed me a note. –tt. Already teenagers and they still write notes. But I guess I shall accept this childish behavior this time since Rebecca has super hearing. I read the note and passed it to Drake. Then I excused myself and went to go wait in the treehouse.
TIM'S POINT OF VIEW
The little monster passed me a note. A NOTE! FROM DAMIAN! Unexpected things just keep happening. I was about to laugh and tease him when he shot me his own personalized bat-glare. That kid is scary in a weird way….Anyways. I read the note and followed Damian outside to the treehouse Bruce built for us.
REBECCA'S POINT OF VIEW.
The girls were already at the table, but my bros were no where to be seen. Huh. It's not like them to be late for food. Oh well! More for us!