Pranks While Sleeping Novels & Stories

My team was the only one in the company that hit its performance targets this year. At the year-end party, the boss waited until everyone else had left, then he pulled out a big red box and had the four of us in my team draw blind boxes. I drew a desktop tower caked in dust, an antique that looked like it belonged in a museum. Haley Lambert, my teammate, drew a monitor covered edge to edge in scratches. Drew Sandler got a keyboard with every letter worn clean off the keys. Gabe Carell ended up with a grease-slicked wired mouse. Our boss, Cyrus Griffin, clapped me on the shoulder, grinning drunkenly. "You young people love a blind box, right? It's all about that thrill of not knowing!

"Damn, it makes sense that they're airing this stuff at 1 in the morning." With a raised eyebrow, Jannis finds the late-night option amusing. "I mean, come on! This is the prime time for these movies, so they air them at this hour," she says with a grin as she shifts the conversation. "Hey, do you remember that hilarious prank we pulled off during our last family vacation? That was hilarious!" Jake recalls a few practical jokes, but he acts as if he doesn't remember while he smirks at his stepmother. "Actually, I don't remember. Can you refresh my memory?"

I thought that someone was playing a prank especially since we were all sleeping in the living room, two people in one sleeping mat, but instead, my sleeping mate, Hazel, was carefreely bed wetting. The urine expanded from in-between his thighs to the whole mat, just the way petrol draws. I knew he would feel embarrassed so I didn't consider waking him at first, but with the possibility of everyone knowing by the time we wake up the next morning and having the news plastered on the school bulletin for weeks, I decided to wake him up.

He is really beautiful when he is sleeping. Casting another glance at him, I couldn't help but frown. This angelic face was the reason I am not creative for a moment because of my irritation and disappointment towards him. He deserves a proper payback and it has to be now. Inching myself closer to him, I reach out my hand and tried to grab the digital clock from the top of the table, adjusting the alarm. He stirred in his sleep and I held my breath, my eyes wide as I look at him, nuzzling his head on my chest. I gritted my teeth, my cheeks growing hot at what he is doing. I wanted to push his head away but I have to give him the proper prank he deserves since he is not a morning person. Snig

He was laughing. " Not at all... You know if I don't sleep for two nights then the third day I can even sleep while standing. " " This is too much, you are kidding me. " " Trust me, If I sleep all of a sudden under that condition and if anyone asks me anything, I start behaving as if I am drugged or given the medicine so that I can only speak the truth. I would even admit that I murdered someone if I really had. I mean to say that I lose control over my mind. And the funniest part is, that I won't remember anything about it when I get up. " he was looking at me with surprise and then he burst out laughing.

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead." “Rise and shine?!” I repeated, my voice incredulous. “You doused me in cold water like I’m some kind of… of… I don’t know, a plant that needs to be watered to wake up?!” He shrugged casually, as if the world’s cruelest prank was just part of his morning routine. "It’s 9 AM, time to get up and live your best life. You snooze, you lose," He paused dramatically. "Or, in your case, you get soaked."

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!]

I put all the pillows on the sofa. “Let's decide, a movie on N*****x, " I suggested. He brought some blankets from his room and we both watched confessions of a shopaholic. After enjoying pizza and the coke, we both were tired. At 11, he was snoring, and I was looking at his cute innocent face, just like a small child. To prank him, I made a cute little video of him, snoring . He drools while snoring and I was laughing like silly.

I was sniffing the snot up. “Why?” “I walk in my sleep. I also cry, and kick, or mumble while asleep. I’m telling you this is advance so you’ll know what to expect.” “I know.” “Huh?” “You forgot something. Tss, you’re also drooling.” “I just drool if I sleep tired or if I have a cold.” “Just keep your lips shut.” “Now that you know I’m more violent when asleep than when awake, what are you going to do?”

“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.