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Garroth:

"Hey babe, I'm on my way home, what's up?" You answered your phone casually, keeping your eyes on the road ahead.

"Uh just a quick question, how long until you're home?" Your boyfriend asked.

"I'd say maybe fifteen minutes, why?"

"Okay that's all I wanted to know, bye!" Without even letting you get a word in, Garroth hung up. Coming to a stoplight, you pushed on the brakes and stared at your phone weirdly. He was up to something.

~

Balls. Plastic balls spilled everywhere after opening the coat closet, nearly knocking you down in surprise. Garroth giggled mischievously as you slowly turned toward him, a determined look set on your face.

"Oh it is on, Ro'meave."

Let's just say Garroth was very scared to use the shower until the war was officially over.

Laurance:

"LAURANCE OH MY IRENE GET HERE QUICK-" That was all it took before you heard pounding footsteps approaching the bathroom at a surprisingly fast pace. The already slightly ajar door flew open.

"(Y/N) WHAT-" Poor Laurance. He didn't even get to finish his sentence before the bucket on top of the door fell onto his head, soaking him and the tiled floor with water. You erupted into laughter, your recording phone shaking slightly. Laurance simply stood in shock for a few seconds, processing the situation. He slowly lifted the bucket from his head, making you laugh harder when the hair stuck to his forehead was revealed. "(Y/N). What the hell." You stopped recording, making a mental note to send the video to the group chat with your friends.

"Hey, you started this when you put a fake cockroach in the shower!"

"Never mind that. I hope you know I'm not cleaning this mess up."

"Oh yes you are," You said, carefully leaping over the puddle of water and taking off down the hall."

"(Y/N)-!"

Dante:

Once you heard a scream coming from the bathroom, you knew your prank had worked. Giggling, you grabbed your phone and started recording. You took your time walking to the bathroom and entering. "Are you alright in there babe?" A bright pink-haired Dante poked his head out from behind the shower curtains, scowling at your sh**-eating grin.

"Why? Just, why?"

"Payback for putting ghost peppers in my cereal, ***hole. MY. CEREAL. YOU'RE LUCKY I JUST STUCK WITH DYE IN THE SHAMPOO INSTEAD OF SOMETHING ELSE."

"I THOUGHT THEY WERE NORMAL PEPPERS!"

"DID YOU NOT READ THE LABELS WHEN YOU BOUGHT THEM???"

"NO I- (Y/N) I'm going out later, what am I supposed to do?!"

"Hope you like wearing wigs honey." Stopping your recording, you exited the bathroom, leaving Dante to figure things out for himself.

Travis:

"Travis? Are you home?" After hearing you call his name, Travis quickly got into position. He quietly laid himself on the floor of the bathroom in nothing but a white bathrobe, a pool of blood surrounding him and even splattered on some of the cabinet doors. Hopefully it looked like he took a nasty fall while getting out of the shower. Travis had a camera set up in the corner of the room, praying the batteries wouldn't go out and you wouldn't notice it. He closed his eyes and waited for you to enter. Low and behold, you entered a few seconds later.

"Travis are you- OH MY IRENE TRAVIS-" You quickly fell to your knees next to Travis and pressed your fingers to his neck, checking for a pulse.

"F*** s*** f*** oh my Irene hold on Travis I'm gonna call for help-"

"RAAAA!" He screamed, sitting up suddenly. You let out a loud screech and fell back against the tub, clutching your heart and breathing heavily. He giggled and smiled innocently.

"So how was work babe?"

"...Why?"

"I don't know, felt like it."

"I'm so getting you back."

Zane:

"(Y/N)."

"Yes my darling?" You replied with a sh**-eating grin.

"Why is my pINKIE CAKE FIGURINE ON TOP OF THE FRIDGE???" Zane came storming into the room, glaring at you. You smiled at him innocently.

"Why, what ever are you talking about my love?"

"Don't even start it, you know I'm not tall enough to reach it! And neither are you! So how in the name of Irene did you get it up there???"

"Z, there's such thing as a ladder you know. Also, I asked Garroth to put it up there. He likes to show off that he's taller than you." You laughed as Zane flushed from embarrassment. Or irritation. Maybe both.

"When I get my Pinkie Cake figurine back I'm gonna get my revenge."

"Good luck with that Zuzu."

Aaron:

"Babe."

"Hm?"

"Bet I can beat you in Rainbow Road on Mario Kart."

"You're on."

Aaron smirked to himself, silently patting himself on the back for getting to you to fall into his trap so quickly. He handed you a controller with near dead batteries and started up the game. After you two had chosen your characters and confirmed you were ready, Aaron offered to change the batteries so you, 'wouldn't stop in the middle of the race.' Agreeing, you handed him the controller and he strolled into the kitchen to dispose of the batteries, not putting in new ones. He gave back the controller and chose Rainbow Road, the starting screen fading into the picture. When the race finally started, you knew something was wrong.

"I can't move. Aaron why can't I move. AARON I CAN'T MOVE DID YOU DO THIS???" The smirk on his stupid face told everything. Not even bothering to fix the controller, you settled for trying to distract Aaron from the race, poking at his sides, giving him kisses, and whispering in his ear. He came in last place, a dark blush dusting his cheeks. You were still gonna get him back, but for now things were somewhat even.

1) So this person wanted to see what I looked like after a year from my 14th birthday picture, so here you go person! I took this picture I think a week or two ago while waiting for fast food lmao.

2) Consistent updating schedule??? Sorry, what's that???

School is dumb and I'm lowkey lazy sorry lmao.

3) My darlings. My loves. My dudes. Who has seen season 5 of Voltron. And who is ready to cry with me. Jeremy better be giving us season 6 spoilers before Lauren drags him back into the basement-

I love you all!

It's shocks me that you've been through so much, but you're still standing and you're here. I'm so proud of you.

~Alyssa