Pranks For People Sleeping Novels & Stories

I decided to get in bed and rest a little before the girls will rush in here to get me ready for the party because I have a feeling that it will be a long night. I stayed in bed for a long time, looking for sleep but when I couldn't sleep, I picked up my phone and I started playing a game with the hope that I will be bored enough and eventually fall asleep but then I still couldn't sleep and then I started replying a few work mails, I stayed in bed for a while working and by the time I checked the time, I realized that I have been working for an hour now, it's almost twelve noon and a few minutes after that, I heard their voices and I know that they are coming to my room, so I decided to pre

He sat by my side and patted me, singing a song in a low tone that I could barely hear the lyrics. I started laughing at the image of him seated there, patting me to sleep, singing a form of a lullaby and acting all sweet. "What is funny?" "You of course." I replied him. He smiled. "Sleep." I nodded and turned to him, my eyes closed. I wasn't going to be able to sleep with him around but I hoped that I could fool him into thinking that I had slept so he could leave. I closed my eyes and evened my breathing, knowing how believable I could be. I had had years of practise fooling mum into thinking that I had slept whenever she checked up on me at night even though I still wanted to read some mo

I told him. “No it’s not they’re sleeping it doesn’t hurt them. It’s called cow- tipping. People do it all the time.” He told me. “I double dare you..” he said. Frankie was always daring us to do something stupid. And for some reason, we always ended up doing it.

“Hey, are you really sleeping or you’re already dead? Hey! Wake up there, woman!” He keeps on kicking my shoulders to wake me up but I remained my eyes closed. I will pretend to be sleeping or as if I’m already dead just so he could just dump me and I could finally escape. I thought I already found a solution and succeed in pretending to be asleep when the man suddenly poured cold water on my face. I instantly opened my eyes and freaked out because of how cold the water was. The man laughed, “That wakes you up. Do you think you can fool me by pretending to be dead?”

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 "

She asked me what was going on and I related everything to her. It was noon and Adrain was busy sleeping in the room when I placed a cockroach in his hair. Instinctively he picked it up and threw it screaming like a baby. The cockroach fell close to my legs and I jumped on the bed with Adrain as we screamed together holding each other. "How did a cockroach get in here" he asked and then, it probably clicked that I was trying to prank him He wanted to scold me but the cockroach got up and started flying around in the room. We both screamed and ran out of the room to the lobby.

“Real funny, Lila. Save the pranks for April Fools’, yeah?” “It’s not a fucking prank!” she yells, her voice cracking. “Go watch your stream back. Now.” My heart’s thudding now, loud enough to drown out the morning traffic outside. I fumble with my laptop, hands shaking as I pull up the recorded stream. They cut me off after I passed out—great, no tips for sleeping like a loser. I scroll to where I’m slumped over, snoring like an idiot, and fast-forward a bit. Then I see it. A figure. Moving in my room. My bedroom. He’s tall, shadowed, wearing some freaky-ass motorcycle helmet with bunny ears—fucking bunny ears. He’s just… standing there, watching me sleep.

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.

We hung around the hotel stuffing our faces with popcorn and watching movies, we even pulled a few pranks on the staff and other guests here, I had no idea Isabelle was such a prank master. We're currently running away from a guest we just pulled a prank on, it was this stuck up old man who kinda reminded me of my so called grandfather so we snuck in his room and got under his bed when he fell asleep I stripped him to his underwear and tied him up while izzy plastered his face with make up,(dude's a real heavy sleeper) afterwards we blew the bull horns we brought with us waking him with a shock, watching him fall off the bed we then me made a run for it as he started getting up so he couldn'

he tapped the bridge of my nose. "You pranked me first you idiot for doing nothing. I didn't do anything to you!" "It's what I do, cupcake. I prank" "Of course it is. It's probably the only thing you ever do. Prank people for the sake of fun, to make yourself happy, putting a smile on your face but ruining other's reputations. I was fine before I met you, very fine and just because you noticed me, you decide it would be nice to ruin my life. Let me make this clear Dylan, once you prank someone, you ruin their reputation and it's fucking annoying. All you do is to sit down, think of how to apply sadness to a person's life and execute your dumb plan. Don't you have other things to do,l like th