Prank Goes Wrong Comic Free Novels & Stories

Theresa joined in, waving her arms wildly, "There's a crocodile in the water! Move! A couple of heads turned. Some people began to swim towards the shore, then some guys started laughing. One of them, bare-chested and smiling, cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Good prank! What's next? A whale in the trees?" Another joined in, "Put the music back on, babe! You're ruining the vibe!" My fists clenched. "Idiots," I muttered. Just then, Andrew and Regan showed up, both looking shocked.

I grinned like a creep playing along with him. Leave it to Xavier to make a joke out of some lame games. “Wait, isn't it that if you fail you yourself dies?” Bethel gasped in fear, cluelessly falling for Xavier trick. Xavier looks at her and then bursts into feet of laughter obviously seeing the horror in bethel’s face. “Well, yeah that’s right I was just trying to pull a leg.” He shrugs, earning a glare from bethel. “Unfortunately you didn’t choose the right prank.” I retorted, rolling my eyes.

I asked, getting irritated by their insipid jokes. “What slave girl are you talking about? The one who appears to be the group leader said. “Have you been smoking weed” another asked. “You look like you need help” the skinny one added. “Stop it!” I screamed at the four of them, I was getting frustrated with their stupid pranks. Are they trying to drive me nuts, what was with all the clownish attitude?

On Thanksgiving, after I got off work, my younger brother, Nate Anderson, left an update in our family group chat about having moved to a different address. I had to take five different public transport connections before I finally reached the location he had sent me. However, when I arrived, I found that I was in a deserted area. Nate sounded smug over the phone. “Got you! My prank was successful! The last bus has left. What’re you going to do now?” I was dumbfounded, but my parents were laughing. “Why did you believe such an obvious lie? Who did you inherit your dumbness from?” “We’re having our Thanksgiving dinner soon. You can walk home.” My girlfriend, Gwen Smith, was chuc

" He giggled, dancing with no beat but to the screams beneath them. Karen decided to turn the chair upside-down from the switch that was similar to a ceiling fan switch. Another agony scream was loud, it was visible the man down was wishing if he could get straight death but the two best friends aren't letting the man go even though he begged for death. "Remember we pranked Calvin into releasing the son of a bitch." Karen laughed as Calvin words came rushing to his head. "Dramatic brother. " Austin laughed, " I can't imagine his facial expression when we pranked him. " Karen laughed with his hand on his stomach. "I swear, if he was around when we pranked him. ..... We will have been dead by

Xander “I cannot believe it,” I laughed. Atul grabbed a spear and ran behind Alex. The prank Alex had pulled on him while Atul was sleeping was really childish. Apparently, Alex smeared whipping cream on Atul’s hand while he was sleeping, and the rest we can imagine. Meanwhile, Sean and Amit were outside, busy with the barbecue preparations.

“Fine. But don’t you ever…ever…try that kind of prank on me again. Or so help me, Alex Donovan, I will actually kill you.” Relief washed over his face, and before I could stop him, he grabbed my hand and kissed it gently. Nick clapped his hands once. “Okay! Crisis averted. Nobody’s dying today.” I rolled my eyes, shaking my head at both of them. “Idiots,” I muttered, though my lips curved into a small, unwilling smile. Although the prank was expensive, deep down I was relieved.

The prank war has started, harmless, silly, the kind of thing that usually breaks up tension in the team. For a minute, even Tom almost looks relaxed. Almost. But then he ruins it. Flynn turns toward his open locker, towel in hand. Tom steps up, smirk sharp as ever, and dumps two whole cans of shaving foam inside. White foam pours over cleats, towels, everything, dripping onto the floor. The rookies freeze, half in shock, half waiting for the explosion. Flynn pauses, eyes on the mess. The room feels like it’s holding its breath. Then he chuckles.

The day after that, he spray painted my car with the words ‘call 555-1868 if you want to have some fun’ on the rare bumper and for the rest of the day I got perverted calls from both men and women. I shuddered. Just thinking about it. When I found out what he did, he "somehow" broke an arm and a leg and was rushed to the hospital. Apparently, "someone" accidentally spilled baby oil on the ground in the bathroom while he was in the shower. Since then there weren’t any pranks ongoing because my opponent is currently injured because we both took it too far, everything and everyone has been quiet and boring. Kyle thought we were both idiots and for that we pranked him.

"Are you serious? I thought the dude was fucking gay!" I wish I could hold my laughter in for a bit longer after that, but I can't, so I end up throwing my head back as one hell of a laugh escapes my mouth. I hear him let out a sigh of relief as my eyes meet his again. "I think that prank was good enough to make up for the last three April Fools we missed, what do you think?" I ask with a bright smile as his regular skin color slowly begins to resurface. "You little—" I cut him off by clamping my hand over his mouth.