Fic: The Prank Wars of High School
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mindcrackloveThis is my prompt swap with Curlycue. A big thank you ajrainbowz for beta-ing.
Words: 1909
Warnings: Strong Language
Notes: ~ means breaks
Also gen fic.
Guude thinks it started when Jsano filled his locker with cakes. Before this happened, he had been making fun of the other for having to stay after school to finish baking in home etc. Apparently Jsano didn’t take his jokes about it very lightly and had asked the home etc teacher how many cakes he was allowed to make in his time after school. Thirty ended up being the answer, and that wasn’t counting the two the teacher took for herself.
Naturally, Guude had to fight back. So, he got back at him by managing to deadbolt lock Jeff’s locker shut. Jsano was too nice to tell any school officials on him and asked the Thejims, the guy who somehow had every key to the school, to open it for him. It was open two days after Guude locked it, but that didn’t stop Jeff from glaring at him during their shared classes for the next few days.
They went back and forth like this for a while. Jeff stole all of Guude’s school supplies and snacks from his locker. Then Guude took all of Jeff’s text books and put them in a sealed tote at the bottom of the school pool. It was Jeff hiding noisemakers in Guude’s locker and home that sparked the prank war to a new level.
Jeff wouldn’t even realize it until a few days later whenever he found his truck had construction paper glued to the inside of the windows. He hadn’t thought the prank was that bad until he opened the door and gravel started pouring out of his truck. Whenever he confronted Guude later on about it, Guude told him to be thankful that he only filled it to be level with the bottom of the seats. Jeff didn’t respond, he just left shaking his head.
That was just their second year in high school.
~
Their third year, they got more people involved. Some were more than happy to join in for the fun of it but some just did it out in order to get back at people. In order to make sure they didn’t harm the school or each other’s homes with the pranks, a set of rules was made.
One, no fire. Fire alarms were annoying and getting labeled as an arson on your record did not look good next to anyone’s name. Also the fact that Zisteau had a habit of burning papers whenever he was bored made them make sure this was the first one laid down.
Two, no explosives or fireworks. They all knew Etho loved spending money at the fireworks stand a little too much. Whenever he also came to the meeting smelling of gunpowder, it was better to be safe than sorry with this rule. Even though Etho was one of the nicest people around.
Three, if you’re pranking someone, always leave a note. Everyone agreed that would be the way they decided it wasn’t just someone being a real jerk to them.
With those three made, everyone swore to follow them and to tell newcomers to follow them too.
~
Kurt was usually at school right after the doors unlocked. Why? It was the time when nearly every hall was quiet and he could easily turn in assignments to early riser teachers without his late riser friends begging him for the answers. Then he’d spend the rest of his free time in the physics room with the teacher, who he had befriended, and sip at the coffee he had brought whilst watching an old episode of Cosmos that the teacher had put on. The whole hour before the masses arrived felt peaceful.
Today, he arrived later than he normally would. He didn’t need to turn any assignments in this morning and the physics teacher was at home, sick. So, he found no reason to arrive at his usual time. As soon as Kurt reached his locker however, he wished he had.
His locker interior was covered in dry ice and small balls of soft pink fabric. As soon as he spotted the note on the inside of the locker door, he knew instinctively by the handwriting who the offender was. That’s the moment he wished he hadn’t told Beef about his massive trip around the world in the summer and missing it.
He let out a laugh at the thought that this is what Beef took from his whole story of exploration. Shutting his locker’s door, he started his way to the science room for some gloves to assist in the cleanup of his locker. It wouldn’t be until after he cleaned his locker out, that his friend had also made reference to a still very sore wound.
Underneath the dry ice and fabric combination was a red dog collar. The golden tag that was attached to it, clearly read “Wolfie.” Tapped to the inside of the collar was another note; it’s message shorter than the one Kurt originally spotted, but still it hit Kurt like a ton of bricks reading it.
“This is for when you bring him back home.”
A week later, Beef arrived at his locker to see a small puddle beneath it. Once he opened it, he understood why. Kurt had issued pay back by making his entire locker one big ice cube tray. Beef didn’t even want to say how long it took the ice to melt into a movable state. All the rest know is that he is now handy with a mop and friendly towards the custodians.
~
Guude knew he was going to get pranked at the end of the third school year. There were people who still had yet to act in retaliation against previous pranks and he often saw fellow prankers glancing at his property, planning things. But he somehow couldn’t make himself care about it.
Then the last day of school came and once he reached car in the parking lot, Guude wished he would’ve cared. His once spot free car was now covered in what looked like a kindergartener’s project. Macaroni, pieces of construction paper, and glitter were glued to the exterior of the car. (Thankfully avoiding any glass.)
He knew who the perpetrators were instantly since they stood together behind him, wearing shit eating grins and high fiving each other. Guude gave them two seconds to run before he started his murdering spree. Unfortunately the only person he actually caught was Beef, both Etho and Zisteau lost him by running back into the school. Whenever he did grab Beef by the back of his shirt and pull him to the ground, Guude was too tired to act of his rage and allowed the other to leave.
Whenever he went to the car wash the next day however, he felt his need to severely injure those three arise again. Why? Their little project was not like a kindergartener’s in which they used kid safe glue, these assholes had used glue that tore off his car’s paint whenever someone tried to remove it.
The world turned right very quickly in spite of that. Some art nut job stopped him one day and offered to by the masterpiece Guude possessed for quite some cash. Guude naturally took his offer. Right before the nut job drove off with his car, he asked Guude who the ‘artist’ of this ‘masterpiece’ was. All Guude could say was, “Three dicks”, before walking off.
~
The next school year, the pranks simmered down quite a bit. People were preparing for the things they were going to do after high school and didn’t have time to annoy others with their antics. It was a little bit sad if you stopped to think about it, but most people didn’t.
A few things were learned their final year together. Zisteau had been the “E pranker” terrorizing Bdubs for the last two years and was very proud of it. Generik liked to dress as a woman from time to time and no one really seemed to mind. Even for now living in America, the Canadians had an awful lot of pride for their country. Beef can build aquariums but only for small squids. If any of the “B-Team” came up to you asking about a cat subscription, it was acceptable to punch them in the face.
Guude allowed himself to rethink those things as he prepared for his graduation. The whole ride to that single moment had been a fun one, even if he had to jump through some hoops at some points. His preparations were minimal since all of his grades were in order and the reference letters he would need in the near future were printed. The only thing left to do was receive his diploma.
Wait. Damn it, he forgot to pick up his gown from the school. It was a quick dash to the school to retrieve the black garment bag that contained his gown. He hadn’t even thought to open it until he was home and once he did, he wondered if it was too late to just take a private GED so he could never be seen by his peers in that gown.
Zisteau had apparently found some time in his busy schedule to decorate Guude’s graduation gown just like his old car. Guude knew it was too late to ask for a new gown and came to the resolve of wearing the one he had already paid for. All he could do was hope that the school officials didn’t kick him out before he got his diploma.
They surprisingly didn’t, Guude received his diploma with a lot of disapproving stares at his back and one shit eating grin when he turned towards the crowd of peers in front of him. After the ceremony, Zisteau had made a point to come up to him and give him probably the closest thing to a hug that Guude would ever receive from the man. Others came up to say goodbye and such, avoiding the elephant in the room known as Guude’s gown.
It was Aurey who brought it back into the spotlight of the conversation like it should be. “You looked amazing when you went up on stage. I don’t care what the others think about it and I hope you don’t either.”
She was right. He did look god damn fabulous and didn’t care what people thought of him. There was no way he’d let other’s ruin maybe the last prank he’d ever get.
What was the last prank he did against someone in high school? Well, he didn't know if he could count it as a legitimate prank wars prank since he did violate the rules on his last by not leaving a note. Guude was sure that Pause knew who it was as he accepted his diploma in his rainbow colored gown with his cap clearly saying “dicks” on the top.
With the amount of shit he pulled on people his high school years, Guude wondered years later if the school officials were stupid or incredibly laid back. In his years in college, the prank wars caused him to see the school board at least three times. Oh, you thought the prank wars ended after they graduated? Nope, these guys started a whole Minecraft server to continue their stupid pranks against each other.
Once you declare a prank war on someone, it’s on until one side gives in and all of them were too stubborn to quit after three years. Even as they grew older, they kept at it. Every so often Guude would even receive some cake mix in the mail from Jsano. Guude always sent back a postcard with a hearty “fuck you” drawn in big letters on it.
Words: 1909
Warnings: Strong Language
Notes: ~ means breaks
Also gen fic.
Guude thinks it started when Jsano filled his locker with cakes. Before this happened, he had been making fun of the other for having to stay after school to finish baking in home etc. Apparently Jsano didn’t take his jokes about it very lightly and had asked the home etc teacher how many cakes he was allowed to make in his time after school. Thirty ended up being the answer, and that wasn’t counting the two the teacher took for herself.
Naturally, Guude had to fight back. So, he got back at him by managing to deadbolt lock Jeff’s locker shut. Jsano was too nice to tell any school officials on him and asked the Thejims, the guy who somehow had every key to the school, to open it for him. It was open two days after Guude locked it, but that didn’t stop Jeff from glaring at him during their shared classes for the next few days.
They went back and forth like this for a while. Jeff stole all of Guude’s school supplies and snacks from his locker. Then Guude took all of Jeff’s text books and put them in a sealed tote at the bottom of the school pool. It was Jeff hiding noisemakers in Guude’s locker and home that sparked the prank war to a new level.
Jeff wouldn’t even realize it until a few days later whenever he found his truck had construction paper glued to the inside of the windows. He hadn’t thought the prank was that bad until he opened the door and gravel started pouring out of his truck. Whenever he confronted Guude later on about it, Guude told him to be thankful that he only filled it to be level with the bottom of the seats. Jeff didn’t respond, he just left shaking his head.
That was just their second year in high school.
~
Their third year, they got more people involved. Some were more than happy to join in for the fun of it but some just did it out in order to get back at people. In order to make sure they didn’t harm the school or each other’s homes with the pranks, a set of rules was made.
One, no fire. Fire alarms were annoying and getting labeled as an arson on your record did not look good next to anyone’s name. Also the fact that Zisteau had a habit of burning papers whenever he was bored made them make sure this was the first one laid down.
Two, no explosives or fireworks. They all knew Etho loved spending money at the fireworks stand a little too much. Whenever he also came to the meeting smelling of gunpowder, it was better to be safe than sorry with this rule. Even though Etho was one of the nicest people around.
Three, if you’re pranking someone, always leave a note. Everyone agreed that would be the way they decided it wasn’t just someone being a real jerk to them.
With those three made, everyone swore to follow them and to tell newcomers to follow them too.
~
Kurt was usually at school right after the doors unlocked. Why? It was the time when nearly every hall was quiet and he could easily turn in assignments to early riser teachers without his late riser friends begging him for the answers. Then he’d spend the rest of his free time in the physics room with the teacher, who he had befriended, and sip at the coffee he had brought whilst watching an old episode of Cosmos that the teacher had put on. The whole hour before the masses arrived felt peaceful.
Today, he arrived later than he normally would. He didn’t need to turn any assignments in this morning and the physics teacher was at home, sick. So, he found no reason to arrive at his usual time. As soon as Kurt reached his locker however, he wished he had.
His locker interior was covered in dry ice and small balls of soft pink fabric. As soon as he spotted the note on the inside of the locker door, he knew instinctively by the handwriting who the offender was. That’s the moment he wished he hadn’t told Beef about his massive trip around the world in the summer and missing it.
He let out a laugh at the thought that this is what Beef took from his whole story of exploration. Shutting his locker’s door, he started his way to the science room for some gloves to assist in the cleanup of his locker. It wouldn’t be until after he cleaned his locker out, that his friend had also made reference to a still very sore wound.
Underneath the dry ice and fabric combination was a red dog collar. The golden tag that was attached to it, clearly read “Wolfie.” Tapped to the inside of the collar was another note; it’s message shorter than the one Kurt originally spotted, but still it hit Kurt like a ton of bricks reading it.
“This is for when you bring him back home.”
A week later, Beef arrived at his locker to see a small puddle beneath it. Once he opened it, he understood why. Kurt had issued pay back by making his entire locker one big ice cube tray. Beef didn’t even want to say how long it took the ice to melt into a movable state. All the rest know is that he is now handy with a mop and friendly towards the custodians.
~
Guude knew he was going to get pranked at the end of the third school year. There were people who still had yet to act in retaliation against previous pranks and he often saw fellow prankers glancing at his property, planning things. But he somehow couldn’t make himself care about it.
Then the last day of school came and once he reached car in the parking lot, Guude wished he would’ve cared. His once spot free car was now covered in what looked like a kindergartener’s project. Macaroni, pieces of construction paper, and glitter were glued to the exterior of the car. (Thankfully avoiding any glass.)
He knew who the perpetrators were instantly since they stood together behind him, wearing shit eating grins and high fiving each other. Guude gave them two seconds to run before he started his murdering spree. Unfortunately the only person he actually caught was Beef, both Etho and Zisteau lost him by running back into the school. Whenever he did grab Beef by the back of his shirt and pull him to the ground, Guude was too tired to act of his rage and allowed the other to leave.
Whenever he went to the car wash the next day however, he felt his need to severely injure those three arise again. Why? Their little project was not like a kindergartener’s in which they used kid safe glue, these assholes had used glue that tore off his car’s paint whenever someone tried to remove it.
The world turned right very quickly in spite of that. Some art nut job stopped him one day and offered to by the masterpiece Guude possessed for quite some cash. Guude naturally took his offer. Right before the nut job drove off with his car, he asked Guude who the ‘artist’ of this ‘masterpiece’ was. All Guude could say was, “Three dicks”, before walking off.
~
The next school year, the pranks simmered down quite a bit. People were preparing for the things they were going to do after high school and didn’t have time to annoy others with their antics. It was a little bit sad if you stopped to think about it, but most people didn’t.
A few things were learned their final year together. Zisteau had been the “E pranker” terrorizing Bdubs for the last two years and was very proud of it. Generik liked to dress as a woman from time to time and no one really seemed to mind. Even for now living in America, the Canadians had an awful lot of pride for their country. Beef can build aquariums but only for small squids. If any of the “B-Team” came up to you asking about a cat subscription, it was acceptable to punch them in the face.
Guude allowed himself to rethink those things as he prepared for his graduation. The whole ride to that single moment had been a fun one, even if he had to jump through some hoops at some points. His preparations were minimal since all of his grades were in order and the reference letters he would need in the near future were printed. The only thing left to do was receive his diploma.
Wait. Damn it, he forgot to pick up his gown from the school. It was a quick dash to the school to retrieve the black garment bag that contained his gown. He hadn’t even thought to open it until he was home and once he did, he wondered if it was too late to just take a private GED so he could never be seen by his peers in that gown.
Zisteau had apparently found some time in his busy schedule to decorate Guude’s graduation gown just like his old car. Guude knew it was too late to ask for a new gown and came to the resolve of wearing the one he had already paid for. All he could do was hope that the school officials didn’t kick him out before he got his diploma.
They surprisingly didn’t, Guude received his diploma with a lot of disapproving stares at his back and one shit eating grin when he turned towards the crowd of peers in front of him. After the ceremony, Zisteau had made a point to come up to him and give him probably the closest thing to a hug that Guude would ever receive from the man. Others came up to say goodbye and such, avoiding the elephant in the room known as Guude’s gown.
It was Aurey who brought it back into the spotlight of the conversation like it should be. “You looked amazing when you went up on stage. I don’t care what the others think about it and I hope you don’t either.”
She was right. He did look god damn fabulous and didn’t care what people thought of him. There was no way he’d let other’s ruin maybe the last prank he’d ever get.
What was the last prank he did against someone in high school? Well, he didn't know if he could count it as a legitimate prank wars prank since he did violate the rules on his last by not leaving a note. Guude was sure that Pause knew who it was as he accepted his diploma in his rainbow colored gown with his cap clearly saying “dicks” on the top.
With the amount of shit he pulled on people his high school years, Guude wondered years later if the school officials were stupid or incredibly laid back. In his years in college, the prank wars caused him to see the school board at least three times. Oh, you thought the prank wars ended after they graduated? Nope, these guys started a whole Minecraft server to continue their stupid pranks against each other.
Once you declare a prank war on someone, it’s on until one side gives in and all of them were too stubborn to quit after three years. Even as they grew older, they kept at it. Every so often Guude would even receive some cake mix in the mail from Jsano. Guude always sent back a postcard with a hearty “fuck you” drawn in big letters on it.
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Date: Thursday, July 17th, 2014 12:26 am (UTC)(There are some small mistakes but nothing major)
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Date: Thursday, July 17th, 2014 12:33 am (UTC)(Oh, alright. I only asked aj to look for major mistakes since this was made in a bit of a rush. Could you tell me them?)
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Date: Thursday, July 17th, 2014 12:57 am (UTC)In the third paragraph after you start talking about Kurt you say "unstintingly" instead of instinctively
In the third paragraph about guude when his car is pranked it should be "he knew who the perpetrators" you missed the "the"
In the fifth paragraph of that section I am not sure how this sentence is supposed to read, "the world tired right very quickly despite of that"
At the beginning of the first paragraph in the next section it should be "The next school year" the word "year" was missing
I think thats all of them
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Date: Thursday, July 17th, 2014 02:13 am (UTC)Also, when Aurey was talking to Guude about his gown, the only thing I could think of was Guude imagining himself in the gown, saying "Don't hate me because I'm fabulous!" to the other guys.
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