Just A Prank

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Keys jingled as the door's handle fumbled. Finally, it was shoved open, dim moonlight leaking through. A red porcupine was the first in, helping to carry the unconscious moose. Assisting her was a pink beaver and a green bear. Carefully, they lay him on the sofa, the bear looking him over.
"While damaged, he's still very much alive. H- how could a- anyone do this to h- him?" They explained, their professional act evaporating into guilt for not protecting his friend.

Everyone was relieved to hear their friend was well, and pulled the bear to the dining area, much to his dismay. But, he didn't have the effort to fight back.
"Listen, if he's ok, you don't need to watch over him. We're all here guarding him. You couldn't of defended him alone," Giggles reassured, her small ear going flat at how stressed her friend was.

"I- I should have seen them. O- or... or done something! Anything!" Flippy had begun yelling, slamming his paws on the table. Everyone was silent. Flippy realised his mistake, leaning on the table, and resting his head on his arms. He was exhausted, though he couldn't place why.
"Flippy, are you ok?" Flaky asked, shuffling closer to comfort her friend.

"Yeah, I'm just... exhausted. I really don't know why. I've eaten, I've slept, I haven't done much. I dunno..." he mumbled, seeming to be dozing off. Within just a minute, he'd fallen asleep, giving Cuddles an idea. He'd seen Flippy had some rope on a counter.
"Guys, come here. I have an idea," he whispered, everyone leaning close.

(-Time skip, brought to you by dreams of rainbows and pink alicorns. See 'Hear today, gone tomorrow' of you're confused-)

Flippy began to stir. Did I fall asleep. I'll have to apologise. Something didn't feel right. He was on a chair, like he remembered being. Yet, his body was vertical, as if he was sitting normally. But, he'd fallen asleep, he should have been limp, or leaning on the table.

Golden eyes opened, trailing downwards. What he saw horrified him. Ropes. Around his body. Keeping him from moving his arms. He panicked, struggling to break free. He couldn't. He was trapped. Just like all those other times...

People surrounded him, guns at the ready, all towards him. He whimpered, feeling tears at the back of his eyes. He completely froze, fearing for his life.

Cuddles, Toothy and Giggles weren't even hiding. They just stood slightly to the side of the door. They expected him to see them, and laugh, realising it was a joke. Instead, he was panicking, completely broken down.
"Flippy?" Giggles asked, waving a hand in front of his face. Nothing. Just shaky breathing.

"What now?" Toothy asked, regretting agreeing to this. He had a bad feeling about it, but it was only meant to be a joke. Maybe they should have listened to Flaky. She said that he wouldn't take it well. Well, it would appear she was right.

Petunia and Flaky were tending to Lumpy, placing a wet cloth on his antler to absorb the blood. The blood loss had stopped mostly, which they were thankful for, because the one with medical training had fallen asleep, and was having a prank done on him.

Lumpy jumped up, wide awake, and looking around fearfully, until he saw Flaky and Petunia.
"Thank Goat you're ok!" Petunia exclaimed, hugging him.

"Where's Flippy!?" He yelled, panicked.

"He's in the bedroom. He text us that you were missing," Petunia stated, "don't worry, he's ok."

"He text you... I was missing?"

"Uh, yeah?"

"B- but... he's the one who attacked me..."

"What!? You must have got your head pretty hard. Flippy was crying until we found you. It took all our strength to get him to stop hugging you when we found you."

"But, he attacked me. I had to hit him in self-defence. Does he have a scrape on his cheek?"

"Yeah?"

"I did that. He broke my antler, and I hit him. When he began to get up, I ran, eventually hitting a tree."

"But, why would he be scared on why your missing? Plus, Flippy wouldn't hurt a fly!"

Before anyone could continue, they heard a yell from Flippy's bedroom.
"Cuddles?"

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