#ghostdoespranks
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Danny couldn’t help but hold back a cackle.
Tucker had insisted he come into this random manor and place a whole bunch of pranks on the rich man who lived there. It wasn’t even Vlad. Apparently, his entire group now had a thing against billionaires. That was okay tho.
Billionaires sucked anyway.
He couldn’t help but smirk at the giant portrait of the man, with black hair, and blue eyes. And a freshly drawn mustache as well as an eyeglass. Gotta make the rich dude look more prim and proper.
Grinning as he floated back, taking in a better view of his masterpiece. Danny did wish he brought some other colors, but hey he only had the sharpie on him.
Time to share his masterpiece. He smirked as he pulled out his phone, snapping a picture of it and sending it to the group text.
Themasterpiece: UndeadKing
Nothing like making a rich man look the part: UndeadKing
GothGirl101: … Danny.
GothGirl101: You do know who that is right?
Uhh. Some rich dude:UndeadKing
TechGenuis: Not justany rich dude!
GothGirl101: That’s Bruce Wayne
TechyGenuis: HA It is! Oh man, he’s gonna flip when he sees it.
You mean if he sees it, Bruce Wayne is kind of ditzy. : UndeadKing
I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t even notice: UndeadKing
GothGirl101: And if he does?
TechyGenuis: Don’t worry about it Danny will be out there before he even gets home.
TechyGenuis: What’s next on the prank list
Rearranging the fruinitreu ever so slightly: UndeadKing
That way they’ll keep on running into the corners: UndeadKing
Mwhahahaah: UndeadKing
Gotta be somewhere well used: UndeadKing
GothGirl101: Like the living room?
Danny couldn’t help but smirk as he slipped his phone back into his pocket along with the marker. It shouldn’t be that hard to find the living room. Or the kitchen. A living room would be the better option.
Danny moved down the hallways, smirking as he saw the round decorative table in the middle of the wall. Easily sliding it over an inch from the normal place. A wicked grin appeared on his face.
He continued downwards, phasing through a wall. His grin grew.
Change of plans: UndeadKing
I found the kitchen: UndeadKing
TechyGenuis: OhthisisognnabesoooGOOD!
GothGirl101: Spaces exist for a reason Tucker.
TechyGenuis: Yeah to beignored
Danny shook his head setting down his phone as pulled out his screwdriver.
He would have to stick around to watch the chaos unfold. How can he turn down an opportunity to watch this?! Oh, he had so many plans. Time to mess with the bathrooms.
Tim slipped past Alfred heading towards the cupboards. “I’m sorry, but I really need some coffee right now. The cases are starting to stack up-”
His words cut off as the cupboard dropped out from under his hand, eyes wide as he looked around the kitchen watching as a chain reaction started. Cupboards fell from the wall and crashed to the floor.
“What the-”
“Tim, what the hell did you do?” Tim glanced upwards, eyes widened as an angry Jason came storming in. His face was stained blue. “What happened in here?”
“I didn’t do anything. Somebody rigged the cupboards to stop me from getting coffee.”
“Not everything is about you Tim.” Jason growled taking a step forward.
“Yeah but apparently if something bad happens it’s my fault.”
“You rigged the bathroom door to explode blue on the person who opens it!”
“I did not! We aren’t currently doing a pranking way. I had no reason to prank the bathroom!”
“Someone did! The bathroom is sacred, a prank-free area.”
They both went silent.
“Dick.”
“He shoots! He scores! And the crowd goes wild!” Dick cheered as his ball landed in the hoop. “Woo!”
A creak pulled him out of his celebration as he turned back around, watching as the basketball hoop seemed to fall apart before his eyes. “What?!
“Dickkkkk” He turned to stare as two of his brothers came marching towards him, anger evident on their faces.
“It was like this when I found it!” Dick quickly declared, before squinting at Jason. “What happened to your face.”
“You did!”
“I didn’t do anything to make it blue, maybe some pointers about better care, but never blue.”
“Then who did?!”
A small explosion sounded within the house and the three brothers went running, following the sound they reached the stairs, eyes widening at the elephant toothpaste rolling down the stairs, as Damian stood on top of a desk cursing. The foam-like liquid covered the kid as he glared down at them.
“Drake!” The murder was evident in his voice.
“Damian?” They all glanced up, staring as Bruce raced into the room slipping on the toothpaste and skidding across the floor. He looked up at the boys, disappointment across his face. “What did you do?”
Bruce sighed as he sat down, his seat creaking and breaking under the weight. He stood up before he would tumble to the ground. “So you expect me to believe, none of you guys did this?” He asked going to move around his desk, only to hit his side on the corner.
“We didn’t it!” Everyone besides Jason
“I didn’t but I wouldn’t put it past them” Jason spoke, earning an elbow to the gut from Dick. He wheezed, coughing slightly as he tried to find his breath. “But I wouldn’t put it past them” He coughed watching as Bruce sighed
“If you didn’t do it, then who did?”
“I did.” The voice was echoing and eerie followed by a laugh as the shadows contorted within a corner. Slowly revealing a
A child.
With snow-white hair and glowing green eyes, floating in the corner.
He laughed. “And you should have seen your faces!”
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