The Potion Pranksters (ON HIATUS)

Inerviewing the "Pranked"

Travis's POV:

It was now morning and I yawned with morning bleariness. Looked like I was the first to wake up. I rubbed my eyes, took a drink of water, and stepped out of bed before letting out a shrill blood curling scream. I looked down to see hundreds of legos scattering the floor, completely filling it. Ow.

"Connor!" I screamed, afraid to move. "Did you do this, you little punk?!"

"Huh?" Connor replied with slurred early morning speech. "Just gimme a sec." Before I could warn my brother, he stepped out of bed, jumping on top of the legos. "OW!" Okay, I couldn't help from laughing at that.

"Dude, what do we do?" I said. "We can't move."

"Well, we have to get through somehow," I insisted.

"Let's do this," Connor said. The two of us started the terrible trek through the legos, continuously screaming in pain. Finally, we were outside. Only problem was, I was still in my Spider-Man pajamas.

"Loser!" Sherman Yang yelled, pointing at my pajamas.

"Hey!" I yelled. He was definitely going to find a nice, little, evil surprise under his bed tomorrow.

But I still had to admit, whoever did this was genius pranked - someone I'd probably worship. Maybe it was even dad!

"Enjoy your little morning surprise, boys?" A feminine voice said from the side of our cabin porch. I looked to where the sound came from to see. REYNA?!

She wore a pair of denim cutoff shorts that barely covered her butt, black converse, a black Ramones tank top with ripped sleeves, a red bandana she wore in a style Aphrodite girls would call, "the Duke," her hair was done messy and loose with purple high lights, and she wore no makeup but purple lipstick. "Had to steal few Legos from the Hephaestus cabin but it was worth it," She said smugly.

"Mean," I grumbled.

"What was that, Stoll?" Reyna yelled.

"Nothing!" I screamed back.

"That's what I thought," Reyna said. "Anyways, I need to go check if a trap/prank went off. Later losers." Reyna spun around and made a peace symbol in the air with her hand. And with,that, she stormed off.

"Huh," Connor said. "That was interesting."

"Yup," I said. "Definitely."

"She was kinda hot though..." Connor said.

"Dude!" I screamed.

"What?" Connor said innocently. "You know I'm right. That girl has some serious legs! She's always wearing that praetor uniform. Besides, it's not like anything is going to happen. You know that I think every girl is hot!"

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes.

Connor cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "Speaking of which..." Connor gestured to a familiar figure trudging down the trail. Oh gods no. It was Katie but I never pictured her looking like that. She wore extremely baggy gray sweatpants with an equally baggy hoodie and old grandma sneakers. Her hair was a total snarled rats nest and was she... oh, no she was... she was smoking a cigarette. And in her other hand she held a beer bottle.

Don't get me wrong, I liked Katie... no, I loved Katie, but seeing her like this... well, let's just say it made me seriously dislike Connor. "Uh, Travis?" Connor said nervously.

"Yes, Connor?" I said through grit teeth.

"You're, um, growling," Connor said awkwardly.