Dawn: So, we were dared to prank our dad and mom-dad?
Armadillo: Uh...yeah, though, I don't know how I feel about it.
Vanilla: Let's make them suffer.
Dawn: Yay!
Armadillo: No! We're just going to play a harmless prank on them.
Vanilla: Wuss.
Dawn: Yeah! What a wuss....what's a wuss?
Armadillo: *sigh*
Armadillo: Now, let's put our brains together, and think of a prank...that doesn't involve weapons, Vanilla, put that down!
Vanilla: *slowly lowers axe*
Later:
Winter: Oh my fucking moons! Being a female is the worse! When is this week over!?
Qibli: C'mon, it can't be that bad.
Winter: You don't know the half of it. You wake up with back cramps. You gain weight quicker, but continue eating icecream to fill your empty void of a stomach. You're never satisfied by your husband anymore.
Qibli: What was that last part?
Winter: Anyway, where's my kids? I need a distraction from my misery.
Qibli: That makes two of us...
Winter: What did you say?
Qibli: Uh, I think the kids were last seen in their rooms.
Winter: Oh, thanks *walks off*
Qibli: Phew!
Winter: But I heard that, bitch.
Qibli: Fuck!
Meanwhile:
Vanilla: Are you finish, Brother?
Armadillo: Almost done...There!
Dawn: So, when they come in, they'll step on that wire, trigger the traps we set up, and be covered with glue and feathers!
Armadillo: Yep. A harmless prank.
Vanilla: Brother! Our parental guardians are arriving!
Armadillo: Quickly! To our positions!
*the kids quickly hid, while their parents stepped into the room*
Qibli: Where's the kids? *steps forward*
*Qibli stumbled a bit, and realized he stepped on a wire*
Armadillo: Yes! Now we wait until the prank unfolds...
Qibli: *looks down at wire* What the--
*He was interrupted, when a bucket fell down, and covered his entire head*
Qibli: *voice muffled* Ahhhhh! What is this!?
Winter: Qibli, don't worry, I'll save you! *grabs bucket and pulls*
Winter: Huh!? My talons! They're stuck to the bucket!
Dawn: Armie, that didn't happen to be the bucket with the glue in it?
Armadillo: ...
Armadillo: Sh--
Winter: Hold on! Just let me--
*suddenly, feathers fell on top of her*
Winter: What are these!? Fucking feathers! I can't see!
Qibli: Ow! Ow! Stop pulling! My face hurts!
Winter: I'm trying to get my fucking talons free!
Winter: KIDS! WHERE ARE YOU!?
Vanilla: What do we do now, Brother?
Armadillo: ....
Later:
Armadillo: Is it OK, if we sleepover for the next...year?
Turtle: ....aren't your parents going to be worried?
Dawn: Nah, we just need a place to stay, to wait out their volcanic rage.
Turtle: Seems legit *let's them in*
Vanilla: Thank you, Uncle Tuna.
Turtle: Goddammit!
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