April Fool's

April Fool's

Meredith and Addison are bitter rivals in an endless prank war.

"It's her," Addison huffs exasperatedly as she throws out her coffee.

"What's her?" Mark asks her.

"It's Meredith. Meredith Grey. She always does this. She spoils my day in every single way possible. Last week, she switched out my lab coat with Derek's and I was wearing a size too big for me all day. The week before that, she rearranged all of my stationery to be in the wrong places. I don't even know how she got in my office!" Addison sighs as she pours herself another cup.

"Sounds serious," Mark smirks.

"It is," Addison glares at him. "And just when I have an early morning, she puts salt in the sugar bowl," she says as she takes out the extra sugar.

"So is there any reason that she does this to you or?" Mark pries.

"No," says Addison.

"Really?" Mark asks her.

"Okay, well, I might have had something to do with it..." Addison smiles to herself as she picks up her new cup of coffee.

"Good luck with that," Mark smirks as he sees Addison walk away, scheming.

"SERIOUSLY!?" Meredith sighs as she bites into a cookie that's just flour inside.

"That was like the oldest trick in the book," says Cristina.

"I know, but I'm hungry, and they looked tasty," Meredith pokes the rest of the cookies to see if they are all fake, which of course, they are.

"Why are you even obsessed with this rivalry anyway?" Cristina asks her.

"She gets under my skin, plus I can't let her win now," says Meredith.

"Alright then, but you might want to watch out for your shoes," says Cristina.

"What kind of riddle even is that?" Meredith asks her.

"Oh," says Meredith as she steps in a strategically placed patch of bubble gum on the floor.

She can hear Addison giggling maniacally from the next hallway over.

"Why do I feel as though this is going to get entirely out of hand?" Cristina sighs, as she pats Meredith on the back before she walks off into her surgery.

Addison watches Meredith cleaning glue off of her shoe as she plans her next prank.

"I've been saving these boxes all week," Addison rubs her fingers together evilly as she wraps them all in multiple layers.

She lays them out in Meredith's mailbox one by one, all sent from various medical companies so she'll be sure to feel the need to open them.

Of course, she's soon interrupted by a flurry of pages for her all over the hospital, which turn out to be for made-up or minor favors.

"Damn it, Meredith, I have work to do," Addison sighs, as she runs back to her office.

Meredith laughs as she sees the redhead running back and forth all day, and she's pleased with herself until she finds a thick layer of post-it notes coating the inside of her locker.

"Clean that up, Grey," Bailey sighs as she sees the whole pile of them explode onto the floor.

"Yes, Dr. Bailey," Meredith smiles through her teeth.

Oh, it was on.

When Addison walks into her office again, she's welcomed with a shower of confetti that must have been poised on the top of the door.