Prank On Sister Novels & Stories

I was about to hang up, concluding it might be a spam call when the person spoke up 'Hello, Is this the Badmus' house' The voice was distinctly an older Zainab's voice and it was barely above a whisper. Now my sister is prank calling our house. What won't she do now? 'Zee, you know you're crazy, abi? Now, you're modulating your voice to sound older to prank me, abi? She hanged up abruptly, the sound clicking down my ears. I stared at the phone for a moments longer, a sense of foreboding rising in my heart. The wall clock chimed 7:15. It was time to leave for school.

"Yeah. I recall. I gave it to you and forgot about it." "Well, Hunt. You didn't respond to their calls and they tried calling the backup number on the ticket which was mine. Are you ready to hear this?" I laughed. "What? Did I win something?" I was a hundred and one percent sure Hannah was pranking me, along with Fred who was surely sitting there beside my sister orchestrating this entire prank. "Drum roll!" she said excitedly. "Take a deep breath and slowly let it go. You're not going to believe this."

Episode 1 "Kate aren't you done with the makeup? Mr Lonnie is waiting. Awnn you look beautiful in that dress " My sister Jane complimented and I smiled. "Thanks sister " I replied, and hugged her. "You're the best " I added and she blushed. Best indeed. A sister who lured her blood sister into prostitution. She's the worst sister ever. In my life, I pray we don't cross parts. "Thanks honey, well you have to hurry now " She said and walked out of the room.

I cussed as I threw my cell phone at the wall, breaking it. I didn't think no one will see it; It was only a prank. "What is wrong with you?" My sister came up to me with her pregnancy bump and my little niece behind her. "A sperm bank called me and informed me that my sperm had been used. " My sister's deep brown eyes doubled in size, "You are..." She covers her daughter's ears as she removed her from the room and looks at her daughter. "Sweetie, can you go inside and watch cartoons." She said to her daughter as we watched her went inside the house.

He said to his brother to lighten his mood as he did not like his crybaby brother, he liked the brother who made others life miserable with his pranks and always had stupid grin plastered on his face. "He too has lost his crime partner" a voice spoke from back of his head. She She was also a prankster like his brother or bigger than him because mostly their pranks ideas came from her devil mind which his brother followed like a command to have fun. "I am not a crybaby" his brother’s defended voice pulled him out of his daze and he tried his hard to remove her thought from his mind by shaking his head as he could only try. " Yes.... You are not" he mocked him and heard him whining like a kid

Mama's house-slipper or anything on her hand at the moment (namely a kitchen utensil since she's always cooking) would always fly straight to me every time I hit her nerves with the way I dealt my siblings; I can be the nice sister but if you push my button I'm sure you wish you didn't do what you did earlier. That petty act of Genevieve Gunn three nights ago by paying someone at the restaurant to change my cold water into something that looked like cold water but tasted like it was being mixed with salt, well, is the lowest form of prank I've ever had. Back then when I was still in high school my siblings and I made a bet. To which I lost. Adi decided he'd just put five tablespoons of salt

He smiled broadly and folded his arm over my shoulder. It went silent. The clock ticked loudly echoing in the emptiness. I was wringing my hands in my lap. Was it some kind of prank? My brother! " It's a prank, right? " I asked, waving my hand. But I look into his blue eyes. It was holding the same deep ocean color as dad. " You know, we're not kidding little sister. " Seth said, eyeing me.

I told him he was being paranoid, but he shrugged it off. I sat between him and Zyaire, Zyaire's injured wrist in my hand, my fingers gently massaging it. He was telling a story about how he pulled an epic prank on his father, how his older sister figured out he was the culprit, and the pleasure of getting his ass whipped by her. From the excitement in his eyes, he really enjoyed getting lashed on the ass with a whip. I don't even know what to call it.

Mom held Lucy, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, and screamed so loudly my eardrums nearly burst. Dad didn't even ask what happened. He just came over and slapped me, his eyes full of rage. "Nina Sanders, have you lost your mind? Beating your sister like this over some man?" I held my cheek and stared at him. My voice was defiant, but tears filled my eyes. "I hit her because she said Grandma should rot in hell!" Lucy, who had been sobbing in Mom's arms nearly to the point of passing out, somehow managed to cry out, "I didn't!"

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.