Zarkon woke up one day and chose comedy. He felt the need to prank the space kitty and that's what he what he was going to do for a whole day straight. Today was day one, and Elara was peacefully sleeping,a dangerous game he was playing. He knew she was terrified of snakes so he put a fake in her drawer so it would pop out when she opened it. He woke her up by shaking her shoulder making her stir in her sleep, and her eyes fluttered open slowly. He acted more lovey dovey on purpose so when she opened her drawer, the snake lunged out.

"Shit!" She yelped and ducked out of the way. She scowled as Zarkon laughed his ass off.

"Zarkon really?!" She growled angrily.

"What? It was funny!" He said.

"No it wasn't!" She whined.

Noon-

Elara was taking a break in the lounge room. Zarkon just so happened to be sitting with her on a lounge couch, Razor has been getting increasingly more annoying and it was driving them mad. Zarkon had an idea yet. He sneakily took a holopad. Out of nowhere Elara heard a long farting noise and was immediately disgusting. Zarkon snickered and she got off the couch and bolted to the other end of the room.

"What the hell gave you bubble guts?!" She hollered in disgust.

"This holo-pad." Zarkon laughed as he held up the holo-pad.

"Ugh! I hate you!" Elara shuddered and stormed out.

Nighttime-

Elara was exhausted and on edge because of Zarkon's pranks. She was slipping on her nightwear when she saw looking at her with a serious face.

"We need to talk." He said.

"About what?" She asked.

"Something serious." He replied.

"Well obviously it's serious, now what is it?" Elara scoffed.

"I've decided to take a mistress." Zarkon said. He was already feeling regret, too late now.

"Come again?" Elara asked, she glad to have her back facing because by how much her eyes were shining purple, he'd go blind.

"I have a mistress." Zarkon said again.

Elara, being the devious bad bleep she is, knew this was a prank and decided to play the game to screw him over.

"I knew this would happen. I knew you would. I knew it." Elara chuckled, but she was not happy.

Zarkon was baffled at her words.

"Pardon?" He asked.

"I knew that you'd never be ok with have one mate so you'd have to screw me over in the process and get a little mistress. Bra-fucking-vo Zarkon." Elara hissed.

"So you knew I'd do that. Looks who's insecure!" Zarkon growled angrily.

"Look who's the real idiot and fell for my prank!" Elara snapped.

"What?" Zarkon squeaked.

"Yes you did. I played your little game and look at you, you look real dumb now!" She laughed as he buried his embarrassed face into a pillow.

"Fine... You win!" Zarkon growled.

"Of course I do, it's nothing new." Elara snickered. She went to get in bed and pulled back the blanket only to see her worst nightmare.... A centipede, a horribly realistic fake one.

"Holy shi-"

She fainted in pure horror. Zarkon panicked... a lot.

"Oh no..." Zarkon huffed.

Five minutes later-

"What the hell?" Elara groaned as she woke up.

"Oh thank goodness..." Zarkon sighed.

"I hate you..." Elara said, remembering everything.

"I deserve that..."