A/N: Sequel to the last drabble, taking place perhaps minutes later.
Background: Matt and Nicole have psychic abilities.
Matt was determined to get back at Nicole. He knew he had to be quick about it, and that she would know exactly who had done the deed.
It only took him a few moments to come up with a nasty comeback. Since Nicole was still in the shower...
Ten seconds of psychic moving later, he laid back on his bed and waited for the shouting to commence.
Before long, he heard the water shut off in the bathroom. With a sigh, he thought to himself peacefully about the lake in preparation for getting mentally barraged.
... Matt, what did you do with my clothes?
I don't know what you're talking about.
You know perfectly well what I'm talking about. Where the hell did you put my clothes?
Matt just grinned to himself and began humming.
And not just... the clothes in my dresser are gone too! And my closet! The hell?
He felt the brush of a mental presence scanning the house, and he tried not to snort, knowing full well that regardless of what happened, she was going to be yelling at him. A lot.