Three Mischievous Boys

For prompt 4. "They'll never see it coming."

Erik and Billy along with Rik had planned this carefully whilst talking and drinking inside the hotel room. Rik not drinking so much but more sitting alongside Billy holding his hand whilst discussing their "master plan." A prank. But it was going to be a good one. So simple and yet so effective. At least it will be once the three boys had set it all up for the poor bastard underneath the door to have flour poured all over his head. Or poor bastards depending on how many walked underneath the flour trap.

A bucket filled with white flour perched atop the ajar door. Perfect.

"So, are we going to have the bucket filled up to the top or just halfway?"

Erik piping up after finishing off his bottle of beer. Billy nudged Rik and both blonds started giggling because it was going to be hilarious. What if Stardust's old man walked under it? Hopefully, not Robert because Erik would be upset at his Brit sugar daddy getting covered in flour. Hunter and Gilly? They were fair game as were the punks and Joe and Aarne; The Trash Twins. Getting the punks though? That would be hilarious.

"I think we'll go for it being filled all the way up. More fun that way."

Billy offering Erik his answer while Rik nodded, drinking his coffee and not being able to hide the mischievous smirk over his young face. What if it fell on Ronno or Ziggy? All three boys would make themselves scarce once the trap was set. The question was now; where would they position said flour trap? Rik speaking up;

"How about we put the bucket on the door leading into the rooms corridor? Then when people head back to their room it will land on that person's head?"

Billy and Erik nodded, knowing the Dane had the right idea. Some much mischievous activity now that all three bands had formed together as one crazy bunch of wild rockstars. What a riot. Tom, Robert, Weird and Hans offering to be the stoic ones who more often than not had to break up fights and calm the craziness down.

"It might land on that tarty bitch's head. He might scream."

Erik speaking up regarding Bjorn. But what if it fell on Rekker's head. Oh god. That grumpy ginger would surely go berserk. The boys hoping that if it did happen they'd be well away from the scene of that shit storm. Even Viktor might not be able to stop that kind of rage if the ginger Brit ended up looking like a floury ghost. Still, it would be funny because this prank would not fail. How could it?

"Right, are we all set, boys? Let's get the bucket up onto the top of the door. Erik, you lift the bucket up since you are tallest. Rik, we can keep an eye out so that no one comes down the corridor or up the stairs."

Billy hoping the instructions would go down well as they all got up and left the room, Erik grabbing the bucket of flour by the bed and walking out into the corridor with the others. This would be so hilarious. Rik waved both Billy and Erik towards the door, making sure no one would ruin their prank. So far so good.

"Ok, let me get this up on the door a minute..."

The Swede pushed the bucket up above his head carefully as he lifted it onto the open door, slowly adjusting it so that it would need a push to open. Moving away the bucket stayed still and didn't move. Good. Rik eyeing the staircase noticing no one coming up still. Billy down the other end of the corridor making sure no one came out of their room either. The trap was set. Erik giggled and then slapped both Rik and Billy on the back.

They would never see it coming.