MyStreet ~ Stupid One-Shots

•SK Prank Wars•

"Geeeeeene."

"Urgh. Zenix, I swear to Irene-- not this again!"

"Geeeeeeeene!"

"Will you just shut it already?! He's obviously not here!"

Zenix threw his head back in frustration, "okay, but like- where is he though? He doesn't have work today!"

"How am I supposed to know?!"

"Ugh... Geeeeeeene."

"Shut up!" A pillow launched at him from across the room- halting his protests before he even had the chance to speak. "...I will actually hurt you if you do that again."

"Irene, aggressive much!" Zenix whined, earning a cold glare from Sasha. "Fine, fine! I'll stop." He let out a long sigh, as he sunk down into the couch cushions. And, for a short while, silence hung over them both. Almost too short, before- "wait!!" Zenix shot up from his seat, "what if he's planning on getting back at us from last week?"

"Pffft. Nah. We won fair and square."

"Hell yeah we did!"

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Running a hand through his tangled hair, Gene let out a plethora of swears.The last thing he had needed that morning was to sleep through his alarms - again, and risk being late for work... again. Still, he remained clinging on to a false hope he'd get there on time.  

Taking that chance, Gene swung his legs over the side of his bed, and raced to the closet- where he got dressed in his work clothes. And, with no time for a shower, he buried through the mess atop of his dresser; where somewhere- his cologne sat.  

 It only took a few sprays before he realized something wasn't right- his nose scrunching up at the foul smell. 

He bit his lip in frustration,"Zenix! Sasha!" Immediately, Zenix scurried over to Gene's room, Sasha following closely after. 

"What is it?" 

"Care to explain why I'm about to go to work smelling like rotten tuna fish?!" 

Zenix's inability to hold in his laughter resulted in him - on the floor by the doorway - practically pissing himself laughing; as Sasha had only a smirk playing at her lips. 

"The hell... You guys are the worst." Gene shook his head at the two. He then set down the dark bottle on the dresser, and glanced at his phone. "Urgh, Irene. I gotta go." He mumbled- pushing past them both on his way out, "I'm so gonna get you guys back for this!"

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Zenix jolted awake, startled at the sound of a heavy knock on the front door. He looked around briefly - through tired eyes, before burying his face in a pillow.

"Sashaaaaa," he groaned. "Get the door." Silence- apart from the muffled sound of her ringing phone. He lifted his head back up, only to find her sound asleep on the other couch. He let out another groan, as he stumbled to the door; opening it slightly.

Zenix sighed at the sight of Gene's blue-haired brother, "what do you want?"

"Hey, is my big bro home?" Dante asked.

"Nope. He left this morning, don't know where he went. Sorry."

"Oh... Alright-"

"Zenix." A disheveled-looking Sasha walked over to the doorway, "Gene just called. We have to go find him."