Prank Goes Wrong Comic Free Novels & Stories

with such a huge loss they have put me through, it would seem difficult that I can make a comeback from this. When the three saw a slight smirk appear on Zane's face, they grew enraged and Mr. Kiyoshi demanded, “What the hell is so funny, Mr. Grimes?” “We all are being pranked,” Zane said without hesitation, and although it seemed to throw everyone off track momentarily, they recovered quickly. “Excuse me? What do you mean?” Mr. Bradley asked, crossing his arms. "I'm sorry if that offended you,” Zane apologized, “but whoever made that call to you was not authorized by me. Did they even tell you their name?”

A thunderous laughed echoed as the three Deltas made high-five with each other. Realizing that he was being teased, the man gave up. “Sh*t. I am outta here,” he said. He jolted away without the ice cream and he never looked back at the three weirdos. “What does he think, that it is easy to get money?” Joel murmured. “He probably thought that we are easy people,” Hunter laughed. They watched the pathetic guy walked out after getting bullied. They laughed and laughed until they could feel their intense bellies churned. It was a nice prank, they all agreed.

If it weren't for me, Andy wouldn't have to sleep in parks or contract such a terrible illness… But then again, why was Andy hanging out with them? Sunny then sent me another text: [Don't you want the truth? Check out this livestream and you'll understand.] I stared at the link I didn't recognize, but quickly tapped on it with a trembling finger before I knew it. [Welcome to the World of Pranks! Our current prankster is Andy Lawson, and his victim is Jane Smith!] There was a small line underneath: [One month left!]

she laughed again. “That’s why people say that friends are worse than enemies,” I muttered, clearly humiliated and looking like a freaking Raggedy Ann. After she laughed for the next two minutes, Mara finally said, “I almost peed my pants laughing. By the way, who the hell would put paint in your shampoo bottle? That’s such a crazy prank on a blonde.” “I know,” I groaned, pulling a beanie over my hair. Even in the San Francisco heat, I’d sweat bullets rather than let someone see this mess.

I chuckle to myself when Leo shifts and looks down at me, raising a questioning eyebrow. “What’s so funny?” I bite my lip and shake my head when I hear growls coming from the other three. “Spill, what did you do?” he asks again and I shake my head, knowing it wasn’t me and if I tell him, then I will be in for retribution from them, because they still have got me back for it. In my defence I did try to fix it well some of it at least. “Oh, I’ll tell you what she didn’t do. Someone got cranky and let a certain little redheaded devil child pull the ultimate prank. Involving, shampoo, hair dye, also shower gel and deep heat rub.” I try to keep a straight face but fail miserably.

answered the girl with a bright smile. "Oh, yeah? I think there's one now crawling up your hair." he mused pointing to her head. "What?" Clara asked before noticing the black object crawling upon her head. An ear-splitting scream erupted from her lips at the realization making her bolt out of her seat and throw her head around to remove the thing while the prince only laughed at her idiotic behavior. The toy spider fell on the table separating them and tears burst out from her eyes in the realization that she'd been pranked for the prince's amusement. She looked at him with a betrayed expression on the brink of crying.

I ask, hoping his explanation satisfies my confusion. "Oh, we apologize about that. Your coffee wasn't toilet water, that was a joke and I know we may have gone overboard with the two days in a roll lockout but our chief prankster couldn't come up with something else. I know it sounds weird but like I said, it's a thing we do here," he explained and I'm baffled. Are these people mentally stable? Are they okay in their heads? How does any of this even make any sense to them?

No. This was the full-on, chest-cracking, tears-running-down-my-face, somebody-better-lock-me-up kind of laugh. The kind of laugh people write in horror books right before the girl completely loses her sanity. And yeah, that was me. On the floor, bloody, shaking, and laughing like a crazy person. “Y’all are pulling a prank on me, right? RIGHT? What the fuck is this?” I was clutching my stomach, not because it was funny but because the laugh was ripping out of me like it had claws.

I sighed, why did I get into this situation? "Stop being weird Manu, I'm talking to you," Manu's older brother's date said annoyed so he stopped laughing. He acted as he zipped his mouth and adjusted his seat. My gaze shifted to what was in front of me. He raised his eyebrows and had a big grin on his lips. I made him suffer. There, this is where men are good, at pranks. "Baby, fix it right? You might get bitten by someone else!" I hit his thigh. Later something else came out of his mouth. He was no longer ashamed of his grandmother.

It's pathetic! He dropped that bomb and strutted off before I could fire back. I could hardly believe my ears that such boneheaded words came from the man I have loved for years. His so-called 'cozy winter promos' were just a table with free cups of cheap black coffee and some giveaway gloves out front. The coffee often went cold, untouched, and those gloves ended up in the street bin. However, Seth, of course, thought they were pure gold. Somehow, I was the one cashing in on Lily's ideas!