The second it happens, ain’t no way we’re gettin’ outta there. Jeffery and me, we was friends since birth, so, once I committed to his plan, that was it. All we could hope was to give his brother the punishing he deserved before he killed us.
“Git down,” Jeffery whispered. “and wait for the signal, okay?”
“Okay,” I giggled back in anticipation.
I got ready. The gym door slammed against the wall.
“What the hell’s my locker doin’ open?”
Jeffery leaped to his feet and shouted, “Now!”
Who knew that a skunk in a backpack could be so much fun?
It’s Friday Fictioneer time again. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and J. Hardy Carroll for the prompt. You can read their stories and more here.
Honie Briggs 
No!!! But at the same time, yes! Too funny. 🙂
A fun read, Honie. Made me smile. I was picturing it while reading. Yes glad also the little brother wasn’t following his big brothers footsteps.
Hi Helen! Thanks for reading.
That prank stinks.
Like rotten gym socks!
Laugh out loud funny. 🙂
One Orc down! : )
??? Are we talking metaphorical Orcs? Or real, ahem, digital ones? Either way, bravo!
Just metaphorical. 😉
Ah. Fair enough. Gotta get them orcs wherever you find them. 🙂
They seem to be everywhere I look.
Yes, like weeds, they’re never ending.
Now that’s what I call the perfect revenge!
Who knows what the bully did, but to be sure it must have stunk.
Nice blog
Thank you for stopping by to brighten up the place.
Paybacks with interest!
LOL. There is no telling what happened next. Doubtful it stopped the bully completely like it would on TV.
CACKLE! That’s funny! Sounds like something I would have done, too.
Me too. But only once.
Oh, how I would love to have been brave enough to do something that PERFECT to my own personal bully 🙂
It has been said that living well is the best revenge. I wonder, though, if seeing your personal bully sprayed by a skunk isn’t the best of all.
Dear StepHonie,
So nice to know the bully’s little brother isn’t one himself. Love the way they helped Karma along despite the repercussions it might bring to them. Fun story. I’m also laughing as I envision Russell trying to stuff a cat into a boot. 😀
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks. The funny thing is, we can so see Russell trying to stuff a cat into a boot! 😆
Ha! What a wonderful prank. I just wonder how they got the skunk in the backpack.
My father in-law once told me the best way to vaccinate a cat was to stuff it face down in a rubber boot.
Here’s my advice–don’t try it. It took me a couple of weeks to heal.
Not sure how to get a skunk into a backpack, but I bet you’d only do it once. HA!
That’s going to have some lingering after-effect…
You bet it will, Sandra. For a lifetime. 🙂
That made me smile
It took some coaxing. The prompt took time to work into a story. At first I thought, this is gonna stink. Then the skunk came on the scene. The rest just fell into place.
Oh, that’s a mean trick – good revenge, but mean! 🙂
It takes meanness sometimes to teach a bully a lesson.