Snippet #1825749

Fennec squeaked as his bathroom door was thrown open, but before he could react ice water was poured on him. Cussing echoed in the tiny bathroom, along with the laughter of his band-mates. Of course, a cloud of flour quickly descended upon him, releasing more cussing and laughter as Fennec scrambled out of the bathroom and shook his head, spraying flour, water, and a doughy mixture of the two around him. Quickly realizing the planners of the prank, Fennec practically tackle-hugged Draven and Deirdre.

"Hello, troublemakers!" Fennec made sure to get as much of the soggy, doughy flour onto the brother and sister as he could.

Releasing the siblings and holding up a finger to tell everyone to wait a moment, Fennec disappeared back into the bathroom. Returning with a mischievous grin on his face and a trash can in hand, he didn't hesitate. Icy water (and some ice cubes) flew from the bucket as Fennec tilted the bin and spun it in a half circle, making sure that all of the pranksters got wet.

"Good morning, everyone!" grinning, Fennec set the bin back in his bathroom. "I'd offer you towels, but most all of them seem to be covered in flour, so it looks like you'll just have to go back to your rooms soggy." he leaned against the wall, triumph clear on his face.