The following story actually occurred, and is possibly the best prank I have ever experienced.
Day #1
Ok....so I'm sitting alone, studying I believe, at my apartment when I hear the doorbell ring. I don't answer it, because I'm unsocial like that. Later I open the door to find a note. It was poem indicating that we (my roommates and I) have some clues to follow to fine a treat, but all four of our roommates have to do it at once. I call Torrie and tell her about it. She hurries home and soon Jess and Jackie come home also. We read the clue together and all become excited to go on a treasure hunt. We figure that it's our VT's or the RS trying to do something nice for us since we are all new to the ward. Jackie and I are the last ones to leave the apartment. She asks me as we leave "should i lock the door? " " no, we won't be gone that long." And with that we leave. Jackie is telling me a story about some boy while Torrie and Jess are prancing in front of us. We follow the clues until eventually we end up at Grange #4. At first we were a little worried being led to a boys apartment that we hardly knew. But we go anyway. We knock on the door and tell the boy that answers "we got your note". He claims it's not from him but that he has something for us. Reese's peanut butter cups. YUM. So we thank them, but they say some girl dropped them off. Who? They don't know. Never seen her before. As we are walking home we concluded that it was the RS.
We walk into our apartment, and I think " hmm....there's something different". "Our couch is gone!" We run over and there is a note "Don't freak out, don't call the cops, nothing valuable was stolen, we will give you our demands tomorrow". We laugh and laugh. WE go across the street to a boy's house to ask them if they had seen anything. They tell us no. Jackie remembers that the boys whose house we went to were from her rival high school and had made some sort of "it's not over" threat earlier that week. We then conclude that it's those boys (grange #4).
Day #2 The next day we are outside playing bad mitten with two boys who live across the street, Will and Jaren. Jaren kept texting during our game, which was getting really annoying, but then I get a phone call. I look at it and it says that it's from my roommate, the one standing next to me playing on my bad mitten team. I answer it and listen, but then hand it to my roommate, who listens a little and then hands it back to me, because we were freaking out. We piece together what the voice had said. He wants a large pizza, not from Little Caesars, delivered to them across the field at midnight. We run to our house to see if they had stolen my roommates phone. They hadn't. It was still there.
Well we decide we're going to do something to their pizza to get them back. We think of laxatives. Jaren says no and tells us to use his methylene blue that makes you pee blue. I ask Jaren "are you in on this?" He tells us no. We then agree to use his methylene blue. He brings it over and then leaves with Will to go to the mountains to watch a movie they had been invited to earlier that night.
We go buy a pizza, and since the methylene blue is pretty blue, we paint all the olives with it. (see pic above) By that time we were pretty tired - we were used to going to bed at 10:30 every night. We take a nap and set an alarm for midnight. At midnight I get a call from my home in Colorado. Naturally I freak out thinking something has happened and my mom is calling me to tell me about it. Nope, it's that creepy voice again, telling us to hurry with the pizza.
So we hike across this field in front of our house to deliver the pizza. We get another call telling us to set the pizza down and start walking back through the field (see pic below). As we are half way through he field, one car comes, grabs the pizza, and speeds aways, as another truck on the other side of the field comes and dumps off our couch in the middle of the street. We can't tell who either of them were.
Day #3 Well we are still pretty convinced that it is those boys in the apartment grange #4. That morning we are at a service activity pulling weeds in someone's yard. A boy from grange #4 comes up to my roommate Torrie and asks her name and where she lives. Her response? "I think you know where I live. I think you stole our couch!" He denies it, says he has no clue what she's talking about. Well that afternoon we decide that if it was them, then they would have pizza boxes in their dumpster. So, yes, we go sneaking around, crawling in their dumpster. Nothing. We start to wonder if it really is them.
Day #4 We take some of the notes that had handwriting on them and compare them with honey pots we have received in the ward. Jaren is a suspect.
Day #5 We get another doorbell ditch. This time there are 2 pizzas on our doorstep with a note saying that we will never figure out who it is. Then later that night I am walking out across the courtyard when I hear "ppsst, Deanna, come here!" My neighbors gesture me in their dark apartment. The ask me "do you know who took your couch?" "no, not for sure" "well see just saw Will carry something to your apartment, and then run away. Gotchya!
Day #6 We decide to test them out. At their soccer game we tell Will and Jaren that grange #4 had confessed to the whole thing, and that we thought it was pretty funny and clever of them. No reaction. We are still a little confused.
So in the end it was Jaren and Will. The guys whose house we went to right after our couch was stolen to see if they had seen anything, the guys who we were playing bad mitten with when we got the mysterious phone call, and the guys who convinced us not to use laxative but methylene blue on the pizza. By the way, they never peed blue.
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