Pranks

When Uncle W. G. held out his hand to take my money, I dropped the dead mouse in his hand.

Hey, my spaghetti__ moving!_ cried Mr. Twit, poking around in it with his fork.__t__ a new kind,_ Mrs. Twit said, taking a mouthful from her own plate which of course had no worms. __t__ called Squiggly Spaghetti. It__ delicious. Eat it up while it__ nice and hot.

What's this about?""Finally. Interest," was the only response."If this is one of your tricks..." Like the time Torin had ordered hundreds of blow-up dolls and placed them throughout the fortress, all because Paris had foolishly complained about the lack of female companionship in town. The plastic "ladies" had stared our from every corner, their wide eyes and let-me-suck-you mouths taunting everyone who passed them.Things like that happened when Torin was bored.

Travis: The Aphrodite kids were ripping each other__ clothes and throwing lipstick and jewellery. It was like a rabid herd of wild Bratz.

I kid around a lot, but pranks are not my best strength!