Do What You Want (Jeremy)

[Maya Wallander]

Sticking her head into the student lounge, Wally's lips turned upwards into a snarling grin as her eyes settled on a sleeping figure on the couch. Taking another glance around to check if the coast was clear, the brown haired girl emerged into the room with a saucepan in her hand. Sneaking over the floor, she remained silent - and without even realizing it, the she devil was holding her breath.

Placing the saucepan on the couch, right next to the snoozing guy, Wally made sure to move as quietly and as carefully as she possibly could. Pulling out a spraycan filled with cream, she leaned forward on her knees, lifting the small coffee table over the face of the poor victim she had chosen for today's prank. She sprayed the entire underside of the table with cream and placed it neatly - and silently over the head of the sleeping figure.

Pulling out a lighter, Wally stuck it down into the saucepan, lighting the firecrackers and shoved it closer to the guy, picking up the spraycan before backing away from the scene.

Once back in the hallway, Wally sunk to her knees with a devilish grin and waited for the firecrackers to explode with their lovely bangs.

She was a genius. Simply a genius.

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Nap time. Who doesn't enjoy a good nap? Communist. That's who. Well, at least that's what Jeremy thought. Nap time was a treasure to be held onto tight like some sort of ancient relic from an Indiana Jones movie, though I guess in those you could say the Nazis hated nap time. Anyways. Nap time. What better time and place to take one than the student lounge during Chemistry class. The boy yawned gently, shoulders snuggling into the fabric of the couch as his legs hung off the side of the couch. As his grey eyes hid behind flesh, his mind churned with thoughts of the previous week. There was the boating experience with Erika, the stealing of the airbag (which he really needed to find a place to use that already), and of course the very awkward situation with Erika in the fountain. His mind focused on that piece of information as he began to fall asleep.

Some time passed; his mind getting cozy on the idea of him in a room full of pizza, which was every aspiring pop punk artist's dream...or so Tumblr says. Just as he was about to get all cozy with the new figure that entered the room, a loud banging began. "POPPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOP" The noise rang out through the dream and into reality. As anyone's first reaction would be, his eye lids flew open and he began to sit up, but before his brain could tell his body to stop, the poor boy came face first into a pile of cream and wood. "SON OF A-" He screamed out, nose hurting as the fedora that sat upon his head rolled off into the floor along with his body as he tossed the saucepan and table off of him, "BITCH!" He concluded, his face neatly planted on the slightly shaggy carpet. Scrambling, the blonde hurried to pick himself up, kicking the saucepan across the room in the wake of everything.

His chest heaved up and down, trying to calm himself down but it was already too late. The boy ran his hands against the cream upon his face, gathering a fair amount upon them before slinging his hands to the floor. About the time he did that, he felt the hair upon the back of his neck stand up and all of a sudden there were four more loud pops, the first coming from the microwave upon the countertop, the next resonating from the T.V. set in the corner, and the last two coming from the florescent lights above, each object giving off their own set of unique sparks. "Great..." Jeremy sighed before finally letting out a rather amused laugh at it all. "Alright, alright. Olly, olly, oxen free." He called out, waiting for Frank or Erika one to come out of the shadows.

[Maya Wallander]

As if the image of the entire situation Wally had created in her head wasn't hilarious enough, the real thing blew the scores out of proportions. Watching the entire thing happen made it incredibly hard for Wally to keep her face straight. The poor thing looked so out of place, and he got so mad; Which she could actually understand, since she probably would have been too. Though, she had to admit that the blonde did suit the white foam on his face - it kind... Okay, he really didn't. It looked horrible. And his enraged outbursts didn't exactly help her in her mission to keep a straight face.

Clutching her stomach as she tried her best to keep the laughter rolling from inside as silent as she possibly could, Wally felt the tears prickle her eyes. And as the different machines within the room started making sounds, she couldn't hold it in any longer.

Crawling on all four into the room while laughing so hard she could barely move - or see from her eyes being hazed up with tears, the Australian dropped on her behind and clutched onto her stomach once more, ''Oh maaaan,'' she laughed, ''You shoulda-'' deep breath, a few shrieks and more laughter, ''-seen your face, ooooh my gooood,'' Wally wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and leaned against the door frame, ''That was priceless,'' She was fairly sure she was going to get her ass kicked, but no matter what, it had totally been worth every single second of it.

''Fucking priceless. I should win an Oscar for that,'' she said again and ran a hand through her hair, her chest rising and lowering quickly as she tried her best to stop the laughter still building up in her lungs, but to no avail. Seconds later she burs out laughing once more.

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The cream wiped off fairly easily, though splotches still laid in the crevices of his nose and upon his eyebrows. "Alright, come on." Jeremy called out again, bending over to pick up the black fedora he always had upon his head. His fingers popped up the indention that had been made in the top before placing it upon his head, letting it sit back a little further so his chopped up bangs could stick out a bit.

The door pushed open but the image he saw reflected neither Frank nor Erika too his eyes. No, this was someone else. Someone who happened to be a girl and was crawling on all fours into the room letting out wave after wave of laughter. The boy blinked, slightly stunned at who came crawling into the door. Normally he would have expected Frank to have pulled this off, maybe Erika if she could get her head out of Everett's ass long enough (but that's a different story). This was someone he hadn't met, and already he was beginning to like them. "Did I look alright?! Was my poses good?! Oh please! Let me have another shot!" He said sarcastically, throwing a hand up to his forehead before laughing himself. 

The girl went on laughing, prompting him to clear the couch off or the residual debris before taking his place upon it once more, now sitting upside down, the fedora slightly falling off. "Nah, I'd say an Emmy...maybe." He told her, "It you wanted an Oscar you would have made sure I couldn't get up. More of a struggle brings on the dynamics." He added, giving her his own little bit of advice. "Still, it was good. Though not the best." He teased.

[Maya Wallander]

Deep breath. In. Out. The blonde's sarcastic attitude didn't exactly make it any easier for Wally to not laugh. Really, his reacting had been so freaking priceless. At this point, Wally would have taken whatever punishment willingly, because right now it was all worth it. It was her first time doing this prank, and from the looks of it, it wasn't the last. She had to perfect it. She had to pull it over and over again until the prank went down into history with her name plastered all over it.

''Maaaan, that was priceless,'' she shrieked and wiped away another tear.

After a few attempts of calming herself down, Wally managed to push herself up from the floor and the laughter had more or less been drowned in sniffles and deep breaths. She turned her attention back towards the blonde and squinted at his words. Emmy? Yeah, right. Jealous much? Her prank had been perfect - sure, she knew it could do some adjustments here and there, but really, she was the pranking queen - no one could come here and tell her her pranks weren't perfect, pfffft. ''Not the best?'' she repeated and cocked her head to the side, ''My, my, sounds like someone's jealous. I mean, sure, not everyone's born with the gift of pranking, but sheesh, keep it in your pants, will you?''

Well, she was kind of born with the tool of pranking, considering her ability and everything. After all, that was how it had started. Anywho. It didn't matter. He could believe what he wanted. Wally was far too cocky about her 'skills' to admit to anything else anyways.

''I beg to differ.'' she began, pursing her lips, ''Keeping people tied down ruins the fun of watching them squirm - or run after you. That part is fun too,'' Oh the memories. Reaching out her hand, Wally grinned, ''Wally - and you can thank me later. I totally made your day, and you know it,''