About two week ago, I pulled a prank on Jack, and he still doesn’t know I did it! He-he. While Jack was sleeping, I crept to the bed he was in -Mama and Papa’s-, and after testing other places like the ear, put a penny in the palm of his hand and ducked. I crawled out of the room as he woke up and noticed the penny in his hand. Later that morning, I asked him casually what a penny was doing on Papa’s pillow. He said he didn’t know in a voice that sounded like he had no idea of what had happened (which he didn’t).
Yesterday, I was with my brothers and mother because Anna had a dentist appointment. I had to bring Jack to the bathroom. He went through the bathroom door after I had tried to trick him that the bathroom was up a flight of stairs. I went to the mens’ bathroom door after Jack went in about thirty seconds before. I knocked roughly on the door and said, like a crook, “Hurry up!” “Who…whose there?” I heard Jack shiver. I waited outside the entrance door to the restrooms casually. When he came out, I asked him what the noise was. Ten seconds later… Jack-[growl].
Later that day, Mama and the kids were about to leave Walmart, but Jack had to use the bathroom. After roughly three minutes of waiting, I decided to plant some mischief. I walked to the mens bathroom, down the maze-like corridor to the stalls, and saw Jack inches away from my face washing his hands. I, making sure I was hidden from him, said gruffly, “Don’t take so long!” He came out pale-faced. I smirked. Collision!