Best Sleeping Pranks Novels & Stories

"So, do you want to try branching tomorrow like owlets do? I could help you with becoming more graceful in your flight that way... or we could explore the castle... maybe even play a few pranks on Dmitri." "Prank Dmitri?" He asked me with a little worry. "He sleeps durring the day..." "There's no harm in setting a few pranks up for him to run into when he wakes up- harmless ones that is," I told him then shrugged. "We'd probably get in a lot of trouble, so we better not. Sera would get me for it." "Can we watch cartoons?" He asked sweetly.

The spoilt brat smirked. " We're gonna play pranks " The three of them finally got to their destination. " Erm...what are we doing here? At the side of the road? " Confused Ava demanded. " Ok, here's the prank; Any time mommy brings us to a Park while we were still in Bordertown, I and my friends always sneak off to a side road where we wait for rich people to pass by with their cars. Using our catapult, we either break the screen of their cars with stone or we pop the tyres with sharp objects "

Kael would say, trying to drill some sense into Lyall's head. But Lyall would just shrug and grin. "What's the point, Kael? Life's too short to be boring. Let's go have some fun!" Kael would sigh and shake his head, but Lyall could tell he was secretly amused by Lyall's antics. One day, Lyall and his friends decided to play a prank on the village elder. They snuck into his office and replaced his chair with a whoopee cushion. When the elder sat down, the whoopee cushion let out a loud farting sound, and the elder jumped up in surprise.

"As you already know, it is impossible to prank me." "Yeah, sure, Baldy," I laughed. Jayden and I always pranked each other. It was one of the ways we showed affection. One time, I had gone shopping at the mall and I spotted a wig that was of the exact same shade as Jay's hair. That gave me an idea for the cruelest prank ever. For the next few days, I'd cut some hair from that wig and sprinkle it around the apartment. My favorite spots were on the shower drain, Jay's pillow, the couch, Jay's comb, and a few other random places.

Luke couldn't stop laughing and neither could I. I'd been laughing about it all day and it didn't seem to go old to me. It was the most hilarious prank in Bluefalls because the king himself fell a victim of it. It only became funnier when he was walking down the hallway with pink dye all over him. I'd never been so satisfied in my whole life. Who knew a locker prank could be so funny? I'd seen numerous locker pranks but it was by far the funniest I experienced. It definitely left a mark on Bluefalls because no one dared pull a prank on him but guess what?

and I flipped them all off but inside my stomach was doing flips because I’d never actually lived with boys before not like this not in a dorm where they prank each other for fun and I had no clue how far they’d go maybe they’d draw on my face or put ice in my bed or worse and the thought of waking up to any of that made me decide right then and there no way I was sleeping tonight I was staying up all night if I had to. I played it cool though yawning fake and saying “yeah yeah laugh it up I’ll survive” while we brushed teeth and turned the lights off and climbed into our beds still trash-talking across the dark room like “bet Lange cries during the prank” “bet you cry when I prank you back

PROLOGUE Oops! I Slept in the Wrong Bed Some mistakes can be fixed with a simple apology. Some can be erased by simply forgetting they ever happened. But what if one mistake became the beginning of a story you never expected? Maeve Quinn Ramos is a hardworking, playful, and delightfully absent-minded college student who has just moved into a condominium near her university. Burdened by endless school requirements, sleepless nights, and a schedule that never seems to slow down, all she wants is to find a comfortable bed where she can finally get a good night's sleep.

‘Sir, remain calm and stay where you are,’ he barked at the Sleeper and the man did pause. None of the Brits were having any success with their darts. But, then again, it made sense when Bridget thought about it. Though she had no proof they still were, how do you put someone to sleep when they already are? They had been stupid to even try. Yet how could they have foreseen this turn of events?

Last night after the party, I had charged him for the next week, thus the goodnight sleep. I roll my eyes, trying to hide how my lips twitch. “Focus, Flynn.” His smirk widens. “Always do.” Practice starts with warm-ups. Rookies drop gear, fumble passes, and get gently shoved by older players who pretend to scold but can’t hide their laughter. Someone slips tape into a helmet, another finds his socks swapped for bright pink ones. The prank war has started, harmless, silly, the kind of thing that usually breaks up tension in the team.

he inquired. I nodded again, feeling the need for caffeine to shake off the lingering remnants of sleep. "Sure," I replied softly. A mischievous grin spread across my face as an idea formed in my mind. With quick and silent steps, I dashed to the supply closet, grabbing an empty bucket and a small ladder that I found inside. The ladder, likely used by the maids for dusting and cleaning hard-to-reach places, would serve my purpose perfectly. Suppressing a laugh, I climbed the ladder with practiced ease, making sure to balance the bucket precariously on top of the doorframe. It was a classic prank, but one that never failed to elicit a good reaction.