Lasses Barracks One (Three Occupants)

"Yeah... I hate ganging up on him though... I wish he would, on his own accord." Will said.

Rossalyn nodded, she was starting to feel sorry for the younger teen already.

"Yes I feel sorry for him already.... after all all of us are here... He could feel left out perhaps, that could he why he doesn't want to leave... Well just wait until Eliza gets back hmm? you never now, he may see the light..."

"So of the topic the one that doen't belong here, what else is new? any news on that time travel plan I hear has been going around?"

"Yeah, I think so too..." Will said sadly. "But I'd rather have him left out then... well hurt."

"If there is any more news, I am not in on the loop..." Will said.

((dif. timeline))

Eliza lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling.

She was bored. Really bored.

She glanced across at Lara. "Hi."

"Hey," Lara nodded as she kicked off her shoes and jumped on top of her bed. "What's up?"

Eliza sighed. "Not much...in fact pretty much nothing."

She smiled. "You?"

"Just got back from my Watch Tower shift. Dull day as usual." Lara sighed as she curled under the covers.

Eliza sighed and stared up at the ceiling. "I've done...nothing. For some reason, I just can't sleep. I just feel so restless...Sorry if I keep you up with random restlessness." She smiled.

"Eh, no worries. I'm an insomniac, remember? We can be randomly restless together and torture Rossalynn with our restlessness." Lara grinned evilly.

Eliza laughed. "Poor Rossalyn...Where is she anyway? Is she on Watch Tower duty?"

Lara nodded. "Yep. Tav finally let her go solo so she hung out with me for a bit. not sure where she went afterwards though..." she shrugged.

The evil grin emerged full throttle as a thought crossed her mind. "We should totally pull a prank on her for when she gets back!"

Eliza laughed. "What did you have in mind?"

"No idea. I figured we could double up on our evil awesomeness and come up with something epic!"

Eliza laughed. "Okay...we need somthing new and inventive...does she have any hilarious phobias?"

"No idea. I was thinking something around the lines of totally gross, disgusting, yet hilarious for us. Ya know what I mean?" Lara replied, rmentally unning through a list of pranks she already knew, a few she had been able to pull as a young teen before the Morpheus Keep era.

"Yep." Eliza smiled, a slight hint of evil. "Green goo? Sticky strings? Feathers and honey?"

"Perfect!" Lara beamed. "Now the question is, how do we pull this without having it all blamed on us?"

Eliza pondered for a moment.

"Think of someone who's always doing stuff like this, take something of theirs and place it at the scene..."

Eliza pondered for a moment.

"Think of someone who's always doing stuff like this, take something of theirs and place it at the scene..."

Lara beamed deviously. "You were thinking Will, too?"

Eliza laughed. "Maybe...Oh wait!"

She put a hand in her pocket and drew out a muffin wrapper.

"And we have the 'proof'!" She grinned.

"Brilliant!" Lara grinned. "I swear Liz, you are a bloody evil genius!" she laughed.

"So how're we going to do this? Bucket over the door for when she walks in?"

Eliza laughed. "I wouldn't say I was an evil genius...I was in Gryffindor after all."

"Hm...how about disillusioned bucket over the bed so when she gets in, she breaks a magic thread or something? Then we can say we didn't know about it...if it's over the door, it would have to be one of us inside the room..."

All those murder mysteries she'd read had taught her to be careful about evidence...

Lara shrugged. "You infiltrated the den and pranked them with your inner-Slytherin. Sounds like an evil genius to me."

"Perfect!" she grinned, summoning a bucket.

Eliza laughed, and charmed a magical thread, which she attatched to the bucket.

It was invisible, but the moment the thread would snap as soon as Rossalyn touched it, and cause the bucket to tumble down.

"Now...What do we fill it with?"