melodiesofeternity | Revenge is best served between friends

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Revenge is best served between friends

Who: Final Fantasy XV cast, and any visitors who would like to wander into this mess
When: backdated to October 3rd
Where: The younger Final Fantasy XV house
What: Noctis and Prompto are up to no good. It's unlikely anyone will take that lying down.
Warnings/Notes: None really, shenanigans.

Part of the problem, perhaps, was that things had been rather serious as of late. The mood in the house was somber, and apart from that, Prompto got the idea talking to Keith that they needed to have fun.

Not that he was planning on taking the blame for his mischief, nor would he be doing it alone. Prompto was going to propose it to Noctis, and he didn't think he was going to have to twist his arm too much.

There was likely going to be retaliation, but that was future Prompto's problem.

He grinned. Let the pranks begin!

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I. Lego Building

Prompto was sitting on the floor in the room he shared with Noctis, assembling little bricks of legos snickering.

"Ravus is going to kill us. Gladio too. But only if they find out. Think we can blame this on Iggy?"

He grinned at Noctis.

II. Innocent. So innocent.

He was sitting on the couch, poking at the tablet and he hid a grin when he heard someone find his handiwork.

Barging in will have him schooling his expression, eyes still bright.

"What's going on?"

III. Get him...or something like that.

[Choose your own adventure]

"Two need to tango, three go to war," Ignis muses as he puts last last cupcake on the tray and steps back, eyeing his creation. Marvelous. Simple, yet tempting, irresistible. Nothing gives away the fact that none of these cupcakes are actually sweet. The tastes range from extremely sour to extremely salty, unimaginable levels of spicy and dreadful levels of bitter.

He leaves the entire platter in the kitchen, of course, to sit innocently on the counter. Now, he should probably go tend to some other business until the first person falls prey to these (and he hopes it's the two devils that started this prank war).

With a smirk, he calls Ebony. "Ebony. We have a bathroom to clean up."

He'd been patient. There were baskets hidden in the basement for this plan for months, and somehow? No one had so far come across them. He took his time preparing for this; a moment when they would need a distraction. Prompto's decision to start pranking the others was all he needed.

It started out small, before Gladio disappeared. Just a tiny pyramid of toy chocobos painted a variety of different colors in the bathrooms. Every. Bathroom. Even in Regis' and Cor's at the other house. (The Ninja asterisk had come in handy, after all!) After, he got... creative. In one, there was a reenactment of some wedding he'd seen on TV once. In the others, he left the sinks full of water. One toy chocobo sitting on a hair gel container while another clung to the side. The rest? Floating upside down in the water.

He didn't stop there, either- even after Lunafreya joins them (he'd even ask for her help if she wanted to join in to stage this next one). For in the one a certain trio seem to share, he set up the toys in troop formations. ...In the tub/shower, before sneaking out through the window and stealthily climbing back up to his own and resting on the bed. Now, he waited. Mainly for those three stumbling across it or Prompto coming across the very large chocobo toy currently residing on the toilet seat in their bathroom. Or the one in their sink. Either or. He's not picky.

Noctis had mentioned off-hand his little adventures with the rubber chocobos when she arrived, and she had laughed then and she's laughing now.

Her stash is nowhere near as large as Noctis' - in fact, some of the little chocobos are ones repurposed from scenes he's left. The scenes she sets up are no less ornate than the ones Noctis left; they're more ornate, possibly. To differentiate between the scenes of hers and the scenes of her fiance she's gone the extra mile of... customizing the chocobos. There's one who's wing has been painted a deep purple, reminiscent of her brother's prosthetic, leading a march with a toothpick sword at his side. There's a chocobo "holding" a camera taking pictures of anyone who opens the door to the bathroom while another chocobo looks on, judging.

Two chocobos are locked in mortal combat on the kitchen counter, one wearing a black jacket and one the same purple-winged commander from before. All in all, she's gone all out, and she's not so sneaky as to avoid being caught while setting the scenes or while painting and fashioning clothes for her little friends.

These inane, childish pranks have gone on for far too long, and since Ravus cannot bring an end to them with withering glares at the pranksters, he is left with only one option.

(Well, two, but for all he complains, he does not actually want to move out.)

Vengeance. He will show the others the price for incurring the wrath of Ravus Nox Fleuret.

So, all, enjoy the clocks and watches hidden all around the house, set to go off at random intervals. Tucked under beds, squirreled away in vents, taped to the tops of ceiling fan blades...Ravus has gotten creative with his revenge. He's even cut small slashes into some of the larger rubber chocobos, slipping sound-makers inside and then sealing the gashes with glue.

Estoc is a gleeful accomplice, and has even borrowed Ravus' iMog slate to install an app so it can be used to make intermittent sounds as well. They are sitting on the porch, Ravus sipping a glass of wine while Estoc giggles over the tablet.

"Oh, a whisper, or a meow, kupo! So many choices, kupo..."

She falls silent when she realizes they aren't alone.

I - A Colorful Day (OTA)

Cor's pragmatic in his dress style. Clothes that just fit him, that could handle the wear and tear of travel and fighting the occasional beast - all very practical. And all very dark colors - normally black, with maybe a splash of red once in a while.

But today? Today is a bit different. Of course, his clothes still fit him, very well. And they can still handle the daily tasks of farmwork well. But there's just one noticeable difference, and it's probably why he's looking rather Displeased about it.

They're bright colors. A lavender shirt, pale blue jeans, bright red jacket... Even his boots have been given a little bit of white paint in the form of stripes. And if anyone is caught staring at him, he gives them a Look. "...what?"

II - Tea Time (For housemate(s) and visitors to Eos Farm/Estate)

Oh, Cor knows who messed with his clothes. There's really three other people in their particular house at this point, and only two of them are Moogles. Still, he seems to be in a good mood a few days later, brewing a cup of his housemate's favorite type of tea. He's even made a full pot, setting up as part of a nice tea set in the living room. Nothing fancy - just a pot, a few cups, and a bit of cream.

But no sugar, oddly enough. Maybe the tea is already sweetened, one would presume. Cor did add something to the tea...but not sugar. The sugar bowl, in fact, remains untouched and safely tucked away in the kitchen cupboard. Instead, should one drink the tea, one will find it flavored...with salt.

Of course, with the tea being out in the open, it wouldn't be surprising if someone else want to partake in some nice refreshment...

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OTA - cuz, anyone can fall prey to THESE

OTA - because he didn't hit just one bathroom with this.

OTA, a bit after the chocobos have begun happening

An Alarming Retaliation

Late with Starbucks