Scaring Mike

You both hear knocking at the door. You don't know exactly what was said, but you hear your gang laughing righteously, and a feminine voice hissing the word, "Jerks". Mike brings out a tiny piece of metal and sticks it in the lock. To both your surprises, the door creaks open.

"Wow. Didn't think that'd work," Mike mutters as he creeps upstairs. You follow, shutting the door quietly behind you. You both hide in the bathroom - Mike perching precariously on the toilet, you half hidden in the bath.

"What now?" you ask, forgetting to whisper.

"What the - ?!" Mike gasps, and lunges at you. He pulls off your balaclava. "What the Hell?! Who are you?!?!"

"It's me, Mike!"

"Oh, yeah? How long have you been a girl, then?!"

"It's kind of a long story... " You explain what happened to you. It takes a good few minutes, and you can hear snoring emanating from the bedrooms. You finish with him taunting you and forcing you outta the house.

"Wow... creepy. Maybe we'll forget this crap and go to your house - see if we can change you back, or something." Mike's tone is gruff (and you can guess why) but he means well. You both sneak out of the back door. Mike leaves a note saying "We'll crash the next one". Kind of funny.

So, back to your house? Or someplace else?

Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)

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