It took us about five minutes to kill most of the bugs. I had already told them that I planned on leaving some so that we could plant some "information'. We watched the camera from their room from in the bathroom.
"How much time until the prank happens?"
"Tomorrow, at sunset."
"I don't know why we had to choose sunset," Grant mentioned, "we couldn't have done something, earlier?"
"The prank won't work unless it's at sunset."
"Teachnically, it could. We would just have to adjust the aim, and trajectory, and their location. You know, scratch that about aim and trajectory, just the location counts."
"We are still going through with this. In the gym, at eight thirty, the girls will be there practicing. That's all we have to know."
"Oh good. So everything is set."
"Yep."
"Sooooo…. what are we going to tonight?"
"I have an idea. We'll walk over there."
We turned off the computer and stowed it. We figured the boys were going to talk to the other guys.
We all collapsed on our beds, and started talking about memories from our past missions, knowing we could talk about the classified missions freely now that the boys weren't watching their bugs.
"Remember that time that Cammie got dead drunk on that one mission with the Chinese terrorists. She had to play a floozy?"
"HA. WE DON'T MENTION IT!"
"Come on, you must have expected that that would be the first memory we would bring up. It was one of the funniest. You had no clue who you were in the morning."
"Guys, I only did that because I had to honeypot. I HATE honey potting on missions. I wasn't expecting the CIA to make a sixteen year-old to honeypot an fifty year old terrorist. It wasn't fun."
We definitely weren't expecting a knock on our door, and four smiling boys at our door.
I led them into the room before turning to them and eyeing them suspiciously.
"What do you four want?"
"Well," Grant started, "we don't have classes tomorrow because we had a Cove Ops mission today, so we were thinking of maybe….."
"Oh don't tell me. You want to have a sleepover. Like when you used to have them with the girls and I when we were small, because you had no friends outside of school."
"Ummm….Noooooo." Grant said, turning a shade of bright pink, as the boys cracked up quietly behind him.
"Well then what?"
"We were wondering if you wanted to play a game with us?" Macey pushed me backwards and grinned evilly.
"What game?" She asked.
"Truth and dare."
"How about we make it strip truth and dare, and you have a deal?"