Best Sleeping Pranks Novels & Stories

We settled around the dinner table and George filled us in on what had been going on since they left Red Ridge, how George became Jordan’s Beta and his encounter with Luke trying to form an alliance. I really admired Sally’s relationship with her brother. You could tell from a mile away that they were really close, sharing embarrassing stories about each other. “Tell you what…” George said, popping a piece of mushroom in his mouth. “There was a time we pulled this prank on Luke. He was studying for his finals in school and fell asleep on the couch. We smeared his face with mom’s foundation and wrote ‘ass’ on his forehead with lipstick-“ George’s voice broke and he started wheezing from laugh

I tell him, “With you dangling from my body, that is the last thing that would happen.” Thank the heavens it was dark, he could not see me turn red, “Okay, but it would still happen, what are the odds that one of us would fall asleep soon, and then the other person has no other option than to sleep?” Grudgingly, he mutters, “Fine.” Now, how do I distract him... actually, both of us long enough before sleep sets in? “Let’s play twenty questions.”

But knowing that we were not alone in this whe began our trek up the stairs still laughing about some of things we could order for others in the compound to embarrass them. “I still say a blow up sex sheep for Antony will be the top. Just think about it. They have to open all packages at the gate to check them. Then they have to deliver it during the mail call at dinner. Can you see the look on all their faces when they hand over the blow up sex sheep.” I said really getting into the game of pranking some of the guys. It has been so tense here lately. Having a few laughs and jokes may be just what the doctor orders.

“Uh huh. I got him back the next year though. Lead the cow into his room and set the chickens loose in the library. I then got all the pups to play dead… I’d been training them all year for that one.” “They did it?” “Oh yeah, not one of them laughed or broke the illusion. It was brilliant. Malachi even picked one of them up and he still was limp. They made me proud.” “I think that’s the best prank I’ve heard.”

Buck says and positions himself to give me all the details. "Prank night, is in two phases. Phase one is where you lay out your pranks for the teachers and mark the place off in Neon signs so no one sets it off before time. Phase two is where the real fun is. The building is locked so no one escapes, the light goes off so you can't see anything and we all prank each other." I didn't know about that. "Really, that's the fun part for you?" "Yeah, we've been planning this since freshman year and we all have our targets. Those rich spoiled kids are going to get it."

"I want to walk barefoot in the garden. Just once." "Totally. And we’ll paint our nails and gossip about boys like we’re in a coming-of-age movie." "We are in a coming-of-age movie." Layla grinned. "Only if there’s a montage of us shopping while wearing sunglasses and ignoring all the chaos behind us." We added more nonsense to the list. Make a pillow fort. Bake cookies and pretend we’re on a cooking show. Have a sleepover and prank call Logan (Layla insisted). Write letters to our future selves.

"Getting tied down to someone like that? Nightmare. Let's make a bet. One call from me, and she'll show up at city hall in that dress. Wanna see a clown in a wedding gown?" Someone cracked up. "And if you lose? Let Olivia dance for us." The laugh barely left his mouth before Gideon decked him. His face went stone cold. "You got a death wish? Don't even say Olivia's name." Olivia was everything to him—off-limits, even as a joke. And me? I was just the clown in his game. Free to humiliate however he liked. By the time the video ended, my chest ached. Tears hit the screen, smudging his smug, grinning face.

Me: What do you want me to do about it? Josh: Entertain me. Me: Fuck you. I’m not your circus monkey. Josh: I woke up my roommate, I snorted so loud. You should def dress up as a circus monkey for Halloween. Me: Only if you dress up as an ass. Sorry, I mean donkey. Me: You’re already an ass. Josh: What a comedian. Don’t quit your day job. Josh: P.S. You think I won’t do it? I’ll do it just so I can blackmail you with the monkey pics.

I was eight and unable to heal. I sat down on my bed and rubbed my hands over my face. I started to formulate my own plan because now I’d taken Saga’s deal onto my own shoulders. I would have to get Steve and Mike alone somehow. We weren’t really friends but we had the same friends and I knew them from school. I sent them a text asking them to meet me in the school parking lot that night at midnight for the prank to top all other pranks.

Besides, they usually kept the scarier pranks for around Halloween, which was months away. They usually pull less macabre tactics when they want to torment me with their teenage antics on a day-to-day basis. I'd been expecting them to pull some kind of stunt to welcome me back into the fold, so though I was caught asleep at the wheel, it was all in good fun. After the initial shock had worn off, I'd cussed at my friends in between bouts of laughter and trying to catch my breath. I even started to tell them how cool it was that they'd finally found a way to get the better of me after so many failed attempts in the past.