A/N: And now, the finale of the Toma's time. Enjoy. I know they didn't ;)
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Luke's POV
"He just told me he was finishing up at the aquarium, so I give him 40 minutes tops." Marc says with a gleam of mischief in his eye. Damn, it's a shame he's not as creative when it comes to pranks, because his attitude is devilish enough.
"Good, it will happen quickly."
"You're both going to die." Brandon says with a smirk as he grabs an xbox controller. I shake my head. I was hired, and I must say it's been one of the best jobs I've been on. The fact that a graduated team was the one I was working against made it all the better. Marc has warned Corey to stay in his room for the time being, and I told him that he should set up a camera in the hall for the hell of it. Immediately Marc agreed, and Brandon chuckled at his enthusiasm. "So, you left Raven out of it this time?" Brandon says with a raised brow. I chuckled. What kind of friend would I be to the Tomas if I left out one of their own in a prank war? I smirked with a shrug.
"I really don't want to get shot." It was true, and I never once lie when it comes to a prank. Brandon simply nodded. I'm guessing his twin told him about last time. Not that I'm surprised. We sit, and play Xbox, but then I hear keys in the door. I smirk, and drag out my phone, cornering it just enough to see the door without being obvious, and click record. Like I said, it happened quickly.
The door opened, and the force caused the three taped balloons to pop with the cardboard. The mannequin fell right in front of his face, and he yelled. "MOTHER FUCK!" He jumped back and reached for his gun, right as Raven came out of his room (naked as the fucking day he was born) with two loaded weapons in his hands, ready to shoot. Marc was bent over laughing, and Brandon was holding in his chuckles, barely. I was doing nothing to conceal my amusement. That only continued as the Russian started speaking, clearly frustrated, "Mat' zasranets. Assholes dolzhen byl poyti i shalost' yego, kak eto. YA mog by kogo-to zastrelil. Idioty." (Mother fucker. Assholes had to go and prank him like this. I could've shot someone. Idiots.)
"Okay, I only understood 'assholes'. That one I got." I say, and the Russian aims without a care in the world, shooting the mannequin head as Axel gives us a harsh glare. The problem is, Raven must've picked up the gun by his dresser. As he shoots the first a bullet is lodged perfectly in the doll, but the second has gold and pink glitter bursting out as the rubber bullet flies from the chamber. I'm in shit. Is all I can think, before Raven looks from his gun to me. "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS GOING ON!" Axel yells, bringing me back to the present, but it isn't enough to stop Raven as he jumps at me. I roll out of the way to stand, but it takes all of two seconds for him to tackle me as I get up.
"Get off me you naked Russian! Marc!" He promised I wouldn't die. He promised I wouldn't get shot. He owes me!
"Dovol'no shchenka sobaka dumayet, chto on mozhet kosnut'sya moye oruzhiye? Chertov ublyudok! YA pokazhu vam, chto vy poluchite za trogayut moi pushki. Pranking menya eto opasnaya igra shchenok." (The pretty puppy dog thinks he can touch my guns? Fucking bastard! I will show you what you get for touching my guns. Pranking me is a dangerous game puppy.)
"Raven, you can't kill him. Blackbourne will want him back in one piece." With that, Corey walks in the door and looks around curiously before shrugging and sitting in the desk chair they have.
"Again, WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS GOING ON?" Axel interrupts.
"Marc hired Luke." Brandon says with a smirk.
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