You and Oscar Isaac decide to play a prank on Pedro. He's not impressed by either of you and gets pissed off.

Some swearing. Some fluff, too.

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Oscar has wanted to play a prank on Pedro since Pedro played one in him, by hiding in his dressing room and scaring the crap out of him by pretending to 'haunt' Oscar's dressing room.

Men. They're so juvenile. Especially when it comes to pranks. Grow up, for Pete's sake!

"I'm not helping you prank Pedro," you tell Oscar. "Because if I do and he finds out, he'll get all pissed off at me."

"Come on, Y/N!" Oscar pleads. "You gotta help me!"

"No, I don't!"

"I promise we won't do anything too crazy."

"What exactly are you playing on doing?"

"Well...I haven't quite figured that out yet." You give him a Look.

"Help me think of something."

"Like what?"

"I don't know! Something good!" You roll your eyes. Yeah, that really explains it.

"Ooh, I know!" You exclaim, looking excited.

"What?"

"I'll lock you in the closet and then I'll tell Pedro that you're going to prank him and then I'll just tell him where you are so he kick your sorry ass!"

"Oh, ha ha!" Oscar glowers at you.

You grin. That sounds far more entertaining than pranking Pedro.

Oscar suddenly snaps his fingers. Oh boy. You're not sure you want to know.

"I'll tell Pedro that he ate something bad and unless does this stupid routine, he's going to die!"

"No."

"You try coming up with something better!"

"I already told you my idea, dumbass."

"We're not doing that!"

"Spoil sport."

"I just got a better idea," Oscar says, grinning wickedly.

"Now what?"

"I'm telling Pedro that you're dying! No, wait! That you got into a terrible car accident!"

"What. The. Hell. We are not telling Pedro that. He'll have a heart attack."

Suddenly a stroke of genius hits you and you know it's good.

"Wait, I have it."

"I'll tell Pedro that I'm in love with...you! And that, we're getting married!"

Oscar stares at you blankly for a moment before bursting into a grin.

"I love it!" He rubs his hands together. "Pedro is gonna wish he never messed with me!"

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You're all hanging out. Oscar raises his eyebrows at you and that's your cue to start.

You take a deep breath and slowly release it. Ugh. You're not sure you can actually go through with this.

"Pedro, there's, uh, something I need to tell you."

"Okay." Pedro is paying far more attention than you'd like. The thing is, you've always had strong feelings for Pedro.

"Um, well, uh, Oscar and I are.. in.. love."

"What?!" I think it's safe to say that Pedro's shocked.

"Yep!" Oscar takes your hand and holds it tightly, all the while, grinning at Pedro, who's just staring open mouthed at what you just said.

"Uh, yeah! And..and we're getting married!" There! You said it!

Pedro suddenly stares down at the table. You can see the warring emotions on his face.

He looks shocked, yes, but he also looks a little...hurt, too.

"How come you guys never told me? I thought we were best friends."

Pedro looks over at you and you swallow hard.

Okay. You can't take this anymore. You and Oscar had your fun. It's time to come clean.

"Pedro, this isn't real. Oscar wanted me to help prank you. I'm not in love with him nor are we getting married!"

Pedro glares at the both of you.

"Oh my god! What the hell is wrong with you guys?"

"Oscar wanted to get back at you for pranking him. I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't listen. Besides, Pedro, you're the one I'm I'm in love with!"

Pedro stares at you again. You notice that Oscar is, too.

"Really?"

You lean over and gently kiss Pedro. He suddenly grins and kisses you back.

"I knew it!" You smack Pedro on the leg and glare at both him and Oscar.

"From now on, leave me out of your stupid prank wars, okay? I refuse to have anything more to do with them!"

"I never asked you to," Pedro says.

"Well, in case you get any more stupid ideas, don't ask me."

"I won't."

"Oscar?"

"I guess I won't, either."

"You two are a couple of juvenile assholes!"

Pedro and Oscar laugh.

"Yeah," Pedro says. "We are."