A/N: The video above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on YouTube.

Copter's POV

"Aaaccckkk!"

I had my eyes closed because I was letting the shower spray all over my face to rinse off the lather that had formed after I had scrubbed it  with my lavender scented bar soap.

Suddenly I felt something slimy slither between my legs.

"Aaaccckkk!"

P'Kim was up to his pranks again.

I jumped up and down trying not to step on whatever it was that had landed inside the shower stall.

After quickly wiping off the water from my face I looked down to see what it was.

It was a realistic looking snake made of some soft gel. The soap suds that it got in contact with made it feel slimy.

There was no one else inside the hotel room with me so I knew for sure that it was no other than P'Kim who had pranked me again. Yes, AGAIN, for the nth time.

I grabbed the towel from the corner of the shower stall and quickly draped it around my waist before stepping out.

I've had enough of his pranks. I'm gonna make him pay for it this time.

When I stepped out of the bathroom, he was not inside the room.

Yeah, I was sure he was hiding somewhere in order to make me believe that it wasn't him who had pranked me.

I walked over to the set of dresser drawers and pulled out a pair of boxer shorts.

I put them on before quickly drying my hair.

Then I put on a pair of denims and pulled a simple white tee over my head and pushed my arms into each sleeve.

I walked over to the mirror and styled my hair to my desired look.

Not seeing P'Kim anywhere in the room, I decided to walk out and go looking for him. Maybe he was at the lobby. Maybe he was already getting himself some breakfast at the self serve breakfast area at the lobby which offered free breakfast to hotel guests.

I took the elevator from our room on the ninth floor down to the first floor where the lobby was. I sauntered over to the breakfast area and sure enough he was already at a corner table busily wolfing down a large ham and cheese sandwich.

I made a beeline for him and grabbed the sandwich just as he was about to take a second bite from it.

"What the hell, Copter!" he protested.

"Today will be your last time ever to pull a prank on me," I said sternly, walking over to a large trash bin and dropping the half eaten sandwich into it.

"What in bloody hell are you talking about???" P'Kim asked angrily.

If I didn't know him very well I would have believed that he was innocent by the kind of wide eyed stare that he fixed on me.

"Stop playing the innocent!" I scolded him. "When we go back to our room I will show you that stupid realistic looking gel snake that you dropped inside the shower stall while I was taking my shower."

"I seriously don't know what you're talking about," P'Kim insisted. "I don't have time to go around looking for a shop that sells fake snakes."

"If it wasn't you then who could it be?" I demanded to know from him.

"We better investigate the matter," he said, his face turning grim. "We might have to report the matter to the hotel management."

"So it really wasn't you?" I was not yet ready to give up on the idea that he was the prankster, taking into account the countless number of times that he had pranked me before.

"It really wasn't me," P'Kim said, "cross my heart and all."

"Now go get me a new sandwich to replace the one you grabbed from me and threw away," he ordered me.

I pouted at him but made my way to the counters to replace his sandwich. If he wasn't the prankster then it was just fair that I did as he demanded. In fact maybe I should apologize to him for judging him wrongly.

I fetched him a new ham and cheese sandwich and as I was bringing it to his table, my phone started to ring. My phone announced that it was an unknown caller so I did not take the call.

"Thank you," P'Kim said as I set down the plate with his sandwich in front of him.

My phone sounded with a notification of a voice mail message just as I sat from across P'Kim at his table.

I tapped on my voicemail and tapped on the speaker icon.

"Your naked body glistening with the shower water was a big turn on for me. But your panicked shrieking was an even bigger turn on."

I grabbed P'Kim's hand and held on to it tightly, my heart pounding loud and fast against my chest.

P'Kim quickly stood up from his table. He had heard the message because I had put my voicemail on speaker at the highest volume.

"Let's go and talk to the the manager," he said.