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“what do you think we should do today?
i’m sure there’s some kind of prank we can pull on john or—“
”Nah.” Awkward silence. “Actually, yeah, pranking some fools sounds fun! I just wanted to sound like I had a better idea.”
They had done this for the last 3 days, and everybody was starting to get sick and tired of it. Not them, though. They called it a harmless prank, when in reality it was really prankless harm.
Though this time they actually had a prank idea: move everything in Flipside’s office exactly 5 inches away from the wall. If Valk or Dom notice, gaslight. Do this once a day and see how long it takes for them to say that the jig is up.
”brilliant idea!
let us commence forth!”
Ban’s demigod status allowed them to enter the office in the sky, and they went hard at work moving things a small amount without breaking anything.
It went perfectly to plan.
”That’s weird. I swear all this wasn’t so… condense,” Valk noticed. They texted Ban, asking if he knew what was going on.
”no, im certain it was just always like that and you’re noticing it now”
Day 2: move everything again in a different direction.
Didn’t notice a thing.
Day 3: move everything back.
”There’s gotta be something going on. I swear all this was where it was supposed to be yesterday,” Dom told his cousin.
”Yeah, maybe we should check the security footage?”
”Yeah.”
Lo and behold, the dastardly duo Dozer and Ban moving furniture.
They cackled.
”BAN WTF??? WHY ARE YOU MOVING FURNITURE??” Valk texted.
”chill chill it’s just a harmless prank” There’s actual merit in this statement. Moving furniture doesn’t hurt anyone (until they trip on it).
”gng lowk that was actually funny please do more things like that instead of whatever the hell you did to elkman”
That’s not something to be discussed.
Mission: success.