Beach Boy - Colby Brock Fanfiction

Prank

"I'm gonna grab the stuff, hold on." Colby says. I nod my head as Colby walks around his room, rummaging through drawers. "What are you even looking for?" I ask. "A mannequin head, a wig, and a stick of some sort." He says, making a mess of his closet. "Oh, perfect." He says. "What?" I ask. "The wig was already on the mannequin head." He says with a smile.

He plops back down next to me, and starts talking to the camera again.

"So basically, we were having a movie night tonight. But Corey.. decided he wanted to go to bed early. So we are gonna go prank him." Colby explains. "He's gonna be so scared he won't be able to poop for months." I say. Colby giggles and grabs the camera while I take the mannequin head and follow him to Corey's room.

Just before we walked inside, he told me what I needed to do. "Okay, so I'm going to set up the camera, and put the mannequin head next to him on the bed. And I when I do that, I want you to poke him with this swiffer stick." Colby explains quietly, handing me the stick.

"Okay sounds good." I whisper. Colby opens up the door, just enough for us to sneak in. I start tiptoeing into Corey's room, and wait over by his bed. For some reason, he kept the light on, but it was helpful to us thankfully.

Colby comes in after me, and slides over a nearby tripod. "Okay guys, let's prank Corey." Colby whispers, smiling at the camera, holding a thumbs up.

I hand Colby the head with the wig, and watch as he lays it down on the other side of Corey. I couldn't help but laugh, and it was hard to stay quiet.

Colby grabbed a pillow, and put it under the head acting as if that was the torso. He put a blanket over the pillow, and now was my time to shine.

I looked at Colby, making sure I was able to poke him. He gave me a nod, and I raised the stick just enough to reach Corey, and started poking him in the butt. Colby and I just stood there, laughing silently, waiting for Corey to do something, but nothing. I poked him a bit harder once more, which this time made him turn over.

"How is he not awake yet?" I laugh quietly. "I don't know." Colby wheezes. I waited just a second, and began to poke Corey's left upper quadrant, until he opened his eyes.

I quickly pulled the stick away, and just seconds later her turns over to find the white foam face laying beside him.

"AAH!" He screams, falling off the bed. Colby and I sprung out in laughter as Corey slaps and knocks over the fan next to him. "Oh my god, d-dude!" Colby laughs. Corey was sitting on the floor, in pure shock and confusion as Colby and I stood there laughing at him. I could tell he was saying something, but I couldn't hear because I was laughing so hard.

"You asshole." Corey complains. "Oh! And you got Jordan with you! Wow!" Corey yells. "I was not expecting that at all dude." Colby laughs. "How do you think the mannequin feels." I say, Corey and Colby laughing even harder. "I was talking a nap y'all, why- why you gotta do t-that." Corey wheezes.

"What did you even think that was." I chuckle. "I THOUGHT THAT WAS An ALIEN!" Corey shouts. "It was like, I'm gonna see Devyn I'm gonna see Devyn, that's not fucking Devyn." He explains, turning around mimicking his thoughts. "I'm like, why is she just poking my butt?" He explains. "That was me by the way." I announce. "Oh that was you?" Corey laughs in surprise. "Yep." I say proudly.

"Don't ever leave.. our movie night again bro." Colby says seriously in a low voice. "That was all because I left the movie night?" Corey wonders. "Yeah bro, Even Jordan didn't leave!" Colby responds with a chuckle. "Yeah, Corey.. maybe I should be the new roommate." I joke.

"Aw, dude I feel hurt bro." Corey says, smiling. "Guess what?" Corey says. "What?" I repeat, mimicking the voice he uses. "You're dead, you're both dead." Corey warns, rocking his head side to side. "Really?" I question. "Yeah, you're dead." Corey repeats. "Oh yeah, we're dead? What are you gonna do dude?" Colby asks, faking a female like tone of voice.