Best Sleeping Pranks Novels & Stories

Controlling my reactions was another challenge that would need practice. Sometimes I would put thoughts into my brothers' heads just to make Mom laugh. Once I had Darius tell Mom that he was in the mood for tuna casserole for dinner, a meal he would not eat even if his life was at stake. Mom knew what I was doing but played along. She asked him if he would like crab cakes for dessert, my absolute favorite, and it would snap him out of it. The poor boys were the victims of so many of my childish pranks that summer and they never had a clue.

his voice boomed in the crisp air of the morning, turning the remaining heads who'd point blanked ignored him. "I don't know what this is all about" he continued "this is The Greatest Showman shit". The older members snickered among themselves. He covered his mouth. This were kids, they weren't supposed to cuss yet. "I meant sheep". More snickering. "I don't know who did all these but if you think you just pranked a whole school, then you're jolly wrong. The bubble bath will be used to clean all germs you guys have brought here". All that in one breath.

You even wore the dress. Gideon glanced around, clearly too scared to admit the whole thing was a setup. Panicking, he grabbed one of his trashy friends and shoved him next to me, forcing a laugh. "Olivia, you're too sharp—you figured it out! It's Madison and Bruce's big day! We're just here to cheer them on!" His group jumped in right on cue. "Yeah, yeah! Madison and Bruce! Big day—we're here to celebrate!" I glanced at Bruce—shorter than me, grinning like an idiot—and felt sick.

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 tease him, nudging his shoulder. "Dude, you're so lucky I like you." I laugh loudly. "When did the first alarm go off?" It's sick, but I really want to know. It's the best part of playing a prank. "You fucker, it went off right as I slid inside." "Damn." I raise my eyebrow. "You took some time with that foreplay."

But I missed being like this to him and even though I'm sure he was still sleepy, I decided to let the devil inside me take over. The two of us had been talking over the phone until almost the break of dawn so I'm actually not surprised that he's still asleep at four in the afternoon. Slowly, I headed straight to his right and gathering all the energy that I have, I screamed at the top of my lungs. I was sure even Storm and Demo heard my voice from the living room. "Helisse!" he pouted after realizing that I had pulled up a prank on him. But then seeing him on his boxers made me froze from my spot.

"What's next, are we going to braid each other's hair and share our deepest secrets?" When I'd asked her what was the worst that could happen, she'd launched into a list that was pure Kelly: "You could snore like a freight train. You could steal all the covers. You could talk in your sleep and reveal embarrassing secrets. You could wake up thinking this means something it doesn't and make the rest of our arrangement incredibly awkward." Then she'd paused and added with that smile that was more dangerous than any weapon, "Or I could discover that you sleep like an octopus and wake up with you wrapped around me like some kind of Danny-shaped straightjacket."

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.

I was planning my escape through a fake plane crash. While I waited, Shirley showed up, glowing with triumph and pride. "Breaking your leg was part of my plan. That's prank number 99." I kept my cool, glaring at her with hatred. Shirley looked me up and down, then adjusted the luxury shawl on her shoulders. "The 100th prank will be at the Innova Gaming Competition. You'll be accused of plagiarism. Marvin gave me all the drafts for your game. "He's already bribed the judges. All your submissions will be three minutes later than mine. Prepare to face the biggest humiliation in your life."