Prank Goes Wrong Comic Free Novels & Stories

Obviously, his friend here is pulling a joke and prank but he had better stop it, cause it isn't getting to him. "What's so funny--?" "You. You are what's funny. Your lack of pranking skills is what's funny."Charles stopped and chuckled, wiping the little side tears that came out of his eye while he was laughing with his thumb. "...Hey, look, here it is; I just laughed. So come on, get it on. Tell me the good news you brought."he smiled, showing him the little tears he had just wiped from his face as a proof he had just laughed at his lame prank if that's what he so badly wants to hear.

His hair was still a disaster, and there were chocolate fingerprints on his white shirt where he'd tried to fix it. "Very clever, sweetheart," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "But you should know our next prank is going to be twice as bad." Jasper appeared beside him and despite an equally ridiculous appearance. There was something almost predatory in his smile. “We are impressed,” he said, and I hated how that statement made my heart skip. “But you just declined on the wrong person.”

I smiled evily, let's prank someone. Getting shaving cream from my room, I tiptoed back to the room and poured some on his hands. Using a feather to tickle him, I watched as he used the hand filled with shaving cream to swipe off the insect. Splat! That was one heavy slap. I couldn't hold in the laughter anymore, I burst out laughing and that woke Carl open. He was surprised to see me laughing, but even more surprised when he saw the prank I had played on him. " Mabel what did you do?" I continued laughing. He cleaned up his face with his hand and I burst into more fist of laughter. I shoved out my phone to take a picture of him, it'll be good in my gallery.

There is no way I can sleep again because of my excitement. I hear the airhorn go off, and I fall off my bed at the loud noise. Woah, I got pranked by my own prank. I hear Reed let out a grunt and a string of curses. I snicker. I go downstairs and wait. “KIARAAAAAA,” I hear four voices shout my name and a pair of footsteps coming down the stairs. Four pairs of eyes glare at me, there is pin-drop silence, and we all look at each other and start laughing.

“I’m fucking with you, man. Shit, you should have seen the look on your face. It was epic.” “Epic was that prank we pulled on Dave when we told him about the water main on the office park project last year. This was lame.” Craig’s eyes crinkled with the memory of the water main prank. “That was a good one, but honestly man, I just had to do something to loosen you up.” “And you thought telling me I fucked up the design was it?” I raised an eyebrow. “Clearly, you don’t know me as well as you think you do.”

They pranked me! I was fuming and beyond mad at them and more at myself for not being careful. This was the first time anybody successfully managed to pull a prank on me! I was holding my towel so tightly in frustration, I would just rip it off. Clark stalked towards his bags and unzipped them. He silently tossed me his long shirt and boxers which I gladly accepted. Fortunately, all my undergarments were still in the bottom of the bag which they didn't bother to remove. I went in the bathroom and wore fresh undergarments before slipping into Clark's shirt and boxers.

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.

Excuse me? Did this insufferable jerk just call me a crappy prankster? “How tragic is your life, Lex?” I fired back, stepping into his space. “Had to stoop low enough to flirt with the ‘crappy prankster’?” I feigned a pout. “Pathetic. Truly.” Cheers erupted. The crowd was eating this up like popcorn. “You could always ask me out, then,” Lex volleyed. “Sure. Get out,” I shot back without blinking. “I can make you happy.”

As soon as they arrived, the trio embarked on an adventure that would leave them with memories to cherish forever. Being the prankster that I was, I decided to play a harmless joke on Vivian.I tiptoed towards the kitchen, grabbed a handful of flour, and quietly sprinkled it over Vivian’s head. As Vivian turned around, she was met with a cloud of white powder, causing her to shriek in surprise. The sight of Vivian’s flour-covered face sent the three of us into fits of laughter, our giggles echoing through the house.

The ONE time that I had finally found someone and we clicked, everything falling into place, they ended up being a psychopath! “You’re joking, right?” I asked him, chuckling as I hooked some of my hair behind my ears. “This has to be a joke, it has to be!” I waited for a response, but he just stared at me. “It has to be, right? Tell me you’re joking. All of this, including the shooting of the man, it’s all a prank, yeah?”