Ok. @colorfulflower and @CapeCardamDolls agreed on two choices. i use those. And I pick for the rest hehe.
ZE PRANK WARS
At 4:23 am, Ben woke up with a funny feeling. Somehow he knew that this morning would start off...off. After sitting in bed and pondering, he eventually decided he needed to use the bathroom. While washing his hands, he looked up in the mirror. “Aah!” Ben cried. A black mustache was on his upper lip! Then, a girl’s laugh could be heard from the room by the bathroom. Whose room was it? Oh, right. Scarlett and Joss’s. And Joss was away at cheer camp, so...
“What? What’d I do?” Scarlett acted innocent. “This.” Ben pointed to his mustache. “That’ll come off in a Few days, it‘ll be fine.” “A few days? A FEW DAYS?!” Ben’s face flushed red. “Tomorrow is prom, and I’m taking Olivia Jones. She can’t see me like this!”
Scarlett’s phone suddenly rang. “Oh, lemme grab that! It’s the movie producer! I auditioned for a movie!” She sounded excited. Ben knew what he had to do. He grabbed Scarlett in one arm, and her phone in the other. In the dining room, he tied Scarlett to one of the chairs, and set her phone just out of reach. Scarlett twitched, trying to get out of the tight binds. “How are you so good at knots?” She complained. ”Boy scouts. Five years of it—wait no, six.” The phone eventually stopped chiming, and Scarlett whined. “BEENNNNNNNN!”
“Well, that’s what you get.” “I’m gonna get back at you good.” Scarlett decided. Later, Scarlett had been untied. While Ben was getting breakfast (microwave popcorn), Scarlett found a bottle of purple hair dye on Luciana’s shelf. She poured it all into Ben’s hairspray can with an evil laugh. “Ben!” She called, sweetly. “Come achieve that perfect hairstyle.” Ben scampered over to Scarlett. “Unhand my hairspray, little girl.” ”We’re the same age.” Was Scarlett’s rebuttal. Ben sprayed his hair and combed through it.
“How do I look?” He asked. “Wonderful.” Scarlett squeaked, stifling a laugh. “Look in the mirror.” Ben did just that, and squealed. “You put Luci’s dye in here, didn’t you?” “Mayyyybe...“ Scarlett began, “maybe I did. Maybe I didn’t.” “Ooh, Scarlett, you’re really in for it this time...” “How?” “What’s your worst nightmare?” He asked. “Besides smeared lipstick and Chanel going out of biz.” “Ugh...BOY ODOR. And also your bedroom. And French toast...ugh.” Scarlett was disgusted at her own list.
“French toast? Huh!?” “Ew! It’s just soggy bread with tons of sugar. You really expect me to eat that?” “Yes. I dare you.” Two minutes later, Scarlett was sitting in a chair, with French toast in front of her. “You’re not getting released until you put away that whole plate.“ Ben demanded. “Eewwww...” was Scarlett’s last remark before she was force-fed the entire “soggy bread”. “Ok. Say I can go! Release me!” “Fine.” Ben cut the rope and Scarlett stood up. She rubbed the syrupy plate all in Ben’s purple hair. “That’s your prank?” He asked, skeptically. “Putting a dish in my hair?” “Not just any dish, the syrupy dish.” A furious Ben roughly grabbed Scarlett by the waist and dragged her up the stairs. “Your other worst nightmare: my room.” He announced, and somehow, Scarlett wasn’t fighting the grip. Once in Ben’s room, which reeked of old pizza and body odor, he pulled his gaming chair up to the TV. He shoved Scarlett into it, and turned on the tv. “Ow, my eyes!” Scarlett moaned. After pulling her off the chair, Ben used socks, scarves, and everything smelly to tie Scarlett‘s wrists and ankles together. “Ew, this is disgusting!” She complained. For the cherry on top, he forced Scarlett to smell his old shirt. “EEWWWW! HOW OLD IS THIS THING?”
“Um, I don’t know, older then Macy.” He tied it over her mouth and nose. “Try breathing that in for an hour.” Ben told her. “It’s 4:45 in the morning. We woke up early. Until 5:45, you’re going to be tied up with my smelly ol’ clothes.” With a final ‘humph’, Ben tied her bound-together wrists and ankles to one of his bed legs. “Sorry. This prank is known as ’Holding Your Neat-Freak Sister Hostage In A Messy Stinky Room’, ok?” Until around 8:20, Ben watched tv in the living room. He checked his watch as he heard footsteps. “Eight twenty?” He was shocked, and Alex yawned. “Morno. Where’s Scarlett?”
“Benjamin Alexander Vega, why is your hair purple? And how does it relate to the fact that Scarlett is tied to your bed with your smelly clothes?” Alex demanded. “Prank...wars?” Ben said it like it was a question. “Oh my gosh, Ben. You are a lifesaver.“ Alex sighed.
“Whyyyyy!?” Ben was confused. “Scarlett, recently, won’t stop talking about that movie! And she needs to learn BOY SMELLS. But you should have asked me, so...”
“Uh-oh.” A chill ran down Ben‘s spine. Ten minutes later, Ben was tied to Scarlett’s Bed in her sky blue-and-purple bedroom. “Well,” He thought aloud, “it doesn’t smell BAD in here...”
He could hear Scarlett moaning underneath her shirt-gag from his room. Alex walked in to Scarlett’s room. “OK. You two need to stop prank warring. For the rest of the day, you‘re going to be like this.” “Well, it doesn’t smell like anything in here, so I’m fine.” “Ya jinxed it, Ben,” Alex sprayed Scarlett’s Spring Flowers febreeze all over the room. “GROSS!”
Boys, am I right? What was your favorite part? Oh,,,new series premiering soon! -Briiiiiiiana-