𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 & 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

I'll get you back, Trager - Tig

Tig sighs dramatically, "C'mon, Hap! Hurry up!" he exclaims in a whisper, as if his demands could be fulfilled.

Happy gives nothing but a glare in return, knowing nothing will make the water balloon fill faster.

The two stand in the clubhouse kitchen, filling numerous water balloons to ambush you.

It was Tig's devious idea for payback after you filled your shared home with realistic fake bugs. You put them in places Tig frequented: the kitchen, the bathroom, the couch, your guy's bed, etc., you wanted to ensure he found them, and he did. He found every single one and kept getting more annoyed with each find. It had started with a gasp and a curse, then transformed into him groaning loudly and throwing the bug across the room, still muttering profanities.

You had accidentally thrown yourself into a prank war as he swore he'd get you back. And he knew no one better to help than Happy.

Tig waited until you got to work helping Gemma with paperwork in the office to begin his plan. You're distracted, you'll never expect it.

The water balloon finally fills and Happy removes it from the running water. He ties it flawlessly then slowly sits it on top of the pile in Tig's arms, careful not to pop any and have their whole plan blow back on them. He'd strangle Tig if he got wet. 

"You think that's enough?" Tig wonders as he gazes down at the pile. He doesn't quite think it's enough to tell you not to mess with him again.

Happy nods and shifts the toothpick in his mouth, "Yeah."

They used the whole pack; it was more than enough. But Tig thinks he's just saying that so he doesn't have to fill anymore.

He scoffs, "You sure? I'm trying to send a message here. No one pranks me and gets away with it."

Happy looks around the kitchen, searching for something to improve the prank. Water balloons are too boring for him; he wants something more epic.

"I have another idea," he says, causing Tig to raise his eyebrows, telling him to continue.

Happy signals to a bucket on the floor in the corner of the kitchen. They typically use it as a makeshift cooler, but it will work perfectly for his plan. "We fill that up and dump it on her."

Tig's head falls back as he cackles. He wishes he had thought of that. "Oh, that's perfect. She'll probably kill us both after that, but let's do it."

Happy smirks and begins filling the bucket. Once it's done, the two make their way to the front door. Tig's lips are pulled into a wide smile, feeling giddy with excitement, like he could skip all the way outside.

A voice stops them in their tracks, "The hell are you two doin'?"

The two men turn to find Jax staring at them, eyebrows pulled together in confusion.

Tig holds his arms up, showing off the balloons, "Going to throw these at Y/N. Why?" he responds, nonchalantly.

Jax has to stop himself from rolling his eyes. The number of times you and Tig prank each other is more than he can count. He's sure it has to be in the hundreds, and it's only becoming a more frequent occurrence. He's not sure if he enjoys or despises it.

Then he recalls your current location and he winces. "My mom will be pissed if you wet anything in the office." 

As much as he wants to see them get scolded and have an end to the war, he doesn't want to deal with his mother's wrath.

"Then get her to come outside," Happy suggests.

Tig nods, hoping Jax accepts. He'd pull the prank no matter what, even if it did upset Gemma. He would endure her punishment any day if it meant he got to carry out his revenge on you.