Prank War (Mizu Manono)

Prank War

(For the ReptileKing's writing challenge)

Tags: Comedy, Romance, and some ecchi.

	"Terrance the Bloody Prick" Is the nickname given to Terrance Farwind for his constant pranks onto his hometown of Burrowwood. A tall, scrawny son of a blacksmith, Terrance was always a trickster, coming up with new ways to irritate his friends and families to kill the ennui of the day. Nowadays, after coming of age, Terrance mellows out some due to increased need to aid his father with his work, and as such he became bored. Yet one day, when out on the errand to retrieve some iron ingots from the refinery for his father, Terrance came across a message board with a flyer from a guild in Morrs recruiting Hunters. This is his chance, his opportunity to escape this dull town. The only problem now is to convince his father to let him go. Franz Farwind is a hard traditionalist, so he most likely would not approve of this decision. After picking up the ingots along with the flyer, Terrance heads toward the smithy, ready for an argument of the lifetime.

	"Are you sure about this"

	"Yes, Father"

	"Alright, go"

	Terrance was not prepared for this. He was expecting his father to start breathing flames screaming about how he is an embarrassment to the family, that he is a lunatic abandoning his family, how he could've gotten together with an Anky. Terrance stood there, stunned for a few second before mustering the courage to speak. "Father.... did I heard that right?" Franz just scoff "Yes. Yes you did." Franz got up from the chair in front of the anvil and walk over to place his rough hands on his son's shoulder. "Son, I am aware of the kind of person you are and I know that you are tired of this life. The only thing that matter is that you are willing to commit yourself to the path you choose. So let me ask you this again, are you going to commit to this choice?" Terrance, trying to fight back the tears forming in his eyes look his father in the eyes. "Yes, father. I am. Though if I may ask, does the pranks play a role in this?" Franz almost laughed. "Ehhhhhh, maaaaaaaybe. But really, you're an adult now, Terr, so you get to make your own decision." Terrance sighed, almost relieved at this unexpected turn of event. "Th-thank you, father. Anyways Morrs isn't too far from here, only a day away, so I will just go home and pack my thing." He then sets out to prepare himself for the trip, leaving his old, grizzled father to return to his work on the weapons. Franz smiles as he hammers away at the tempered steel. "About time he goes out."

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	Meanwhile

	In the quiet forest between Burrowood and Morrs, among the trees and bushes, on the tree branches sit two fat raccoons. The two appear to be talking through various hand movement and chattering. One of the raccoon was pointing out a bush that have this large yellow-pink petal sticking out of it. The ground is also covered in these strange soap-like substance with bubbles leaking from the bush. The first raccoon is goading his friend into checking out the bush. When the second seems reluctant, his friend shoves him off the tree onto the ground. The raccoon stumbles and fatrolled onto the bubbly ground. A giggle can be heard from the bush. When the second raccoon tries to get up, he slipped and slides toward the bubbly shrubbery. Once he reaches the source of the magic soap, he begin climbing up and stop to look at the petal. Its soft color.... the smooth texture.... it look... so.... entrancing. The raccoon reaches out to touch it. He doesn't know know why.. but he feel the need to touch... he must touch. A split second later the raccoon disappears into the bush, startling his friend. The first raccoon jumps off the tree and scampers up another one further away. A sound can be heard from the bush. A terrifying sound that signals the capture of a prey by a vicious predator. A sound of a beast so sadistic it make Manticores look like walking boob pillows. A sound so nightmarish that all who hears it shit themselves align with the next generation. A truly, truly, horrifying sound...

"omnomnonmnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnom"

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	Terrance stood at the forest entrance with a determined look on his face. He carry a backpack containing dried meat and fruit, an first aid kit, bug sprays, and a paddleball that he gotten from a fair when he was 8. The tall, scrawny man also wears a belt with a strap holding his late grandfather's knife handed down to him. He hopes he will never need to use it, but it better safe than sorry. Terrance took a deep breath and walks into the woods. The forest is quiet and dimly lit, with the dusk sunlight blocked by the thick canopy. The ground is littered with branches and menacing looking thorny plants. The whole place possesses a heavy gloom to it. "Okay" Terrance thought to himself. "You played here as a kid, you can get through this." As he walked through the forest, Terrance thought about the time he was here as a child. Setting up traps containing burrs for traveler passing through, that one Allo who put up with his shenanigans until she found a husband and had to move away with him. His thought is broken by sudden shouting. "COME BACK HERE AND FIGHT ME, YOU COWARD!" "NO, I CALLED DIBS ON HIM YOU BITCH!" "LEAVE ME ALONE!" Terrance snaps his view to the direction of the voices. In the dim light, he could barely make out the shape of a tail on fire followed by a more clear shape of another Salamander assuming the first tail belong to one. They appear to be chasing a man who is thankfully running in a different direction from Terrance's path. Luckily, he will not have to deal with that. Terrance resume walking... and slipped. The commotion has prevented him from noticing the bubbles on the ground before him.

	Terrance slid across the ground, yelling all the way. "OH SHITSHITFUCKINGASS!" He lands assfirst into a large rock. "Omph!" Terrance feels the impact reverberate through his rear and legs. He is alive, thankfully, but he is now rather pissed off. Pushing his upper body up with his arms, he angrily scans the surrounding for the culprit until he found her, crouching on another rock just a few meters from him, staring at him with a shit-eating grin, is a woman who is very much not human. Her lithe, agile body is covered in white smooth scales and magenta fur along her side and back. She have medium-sized draconic claws for hands and feet, and the fur also seem to cover her rather sizable chest. Her two most noticeable feature however are the six petal-like fins coming out the back of her head, colored a soft pink with yellow markings. She also have a large tail that is scaled on top but is very furry on the bottom. From the tail are several bubble forming and floating away before popping. This is his first time seeing one, but he heard enough story to know just what he is looking at. A Mizu. "Had a fun ride, Mr. Traveler?" The mizu said with a sultry, chipper tone. "YOU FUCKING BITCH, MY ASS IS TENDERIZED!" Terrance yells at her. The mizu simply wags her enormous tail along with one of her clawed, scaled finger. "That not what you call a lady, Mr. Traveler, haven't you been taught some manner?" Terrance looks down, saying nothing. He is pissed..... but she is right, that goes against what he is about. Plus, to be fair, he isn't hurting that much, he looks at the rock he crashed into. Its covered in bubbles, so she obviously wasn't trying to kill him. He look back at her. "Why me, though?" He asked, now calmed down, yet still angered. The mizu shrugged. "I was bored, and you look fun to mess with."

	Hearing that causes Terrance to start giggling. "What" The mizu asked, confused. "I used the say that to a lot of people growing up. So hearing you say it, it kinda make me feel what they felt." Terrance answered her. Terrance played pranks on people so often, yet never been on the receiving end of one. He feels humiliated. "Ooooooh" The mizu responded. "So now you're the fool this time." She gained another smug grin, further exposing her amusement. Meeting another prankster like her excites her. "Whats your name?" Her fins twitches, not expecting this question. "U-uh, it Lora." Getting up on his feet, Terrance gaze at Lora. "Well, Lora, my name is Terrance and I'm a little lost. Do you know the way to Morrs?" Lora looks at him with raising suspicion. "What is he planning?" she thought to herself. "Yes, I can guide you there." She is not sure what Terrance is trying to pull with this sudden desire for her aid, but for the time being she will play along. "Yeeeees, that right, I need your help, you fur-scaled minx." Terrance thought wickedly. "I need your help in getting VENGEANCE! Also I am lost, so there is tha-WOAH!" Terrance's thought is interrupted by Lora's jumping in front of him and standing up, revealing that even though he is a pretty tall guy himself, Lora still have a good foot and on half on him. Plus her breast look a lot bigger up close and the fur covering it looks like they can be pulled back. "What, like what you see?" Lora asked, keeping the smug grin on her face. "Uuuh, I mean, you do look nice and all, but I think we need to get going (damn it man, don't get distracted, you get to get her back for that rock shit)." "Well then, let us go." The two then starts to move further into the forest, with Lora glancing back at Terrance occasionally. "I know you're up to something" Lora whispered to herself.

	After a few hours of walking, they came across an open area in the forest with a pile of stones in the middle. "Look like someone made camp here" Terrance said. "They appear to be long gone too." He walked over to the pile to examine it. It have some ashes at the bottoms and still some leftover flints. "What do you say to having a rest here?" He asked, turning to the mizu, who is examining the surrounding. "Sure, I am up for that. If you're getting tired then I am not going to drag you along." Lora answered. She then turned away from him, hiding the doubt in face. Lora is still wondering what Terrance is up to, but for now, she is starting to feel a little sleepy. Terrance walk to the right side of the pile and rolled out his sleeping bag. He then took a jerky out his backpack, sat down, and begin eating it. He can feel Lora's eyes on him. "She must curious about these" Terrance thought "Well I could use this opportunity to start small." He shuffle around in her back pack for a bit. He look at Lora, not taking his arm out of the bag. "Sooooo, you want one?" Lora's head perks up, her fins twitching. "Sure, I would like some. Always wondered what those taste like." Terrance walks over to her and handed her the backpack. "Go ahead and try some." Terrance said, managing to hold back a snicker. Little did Lora know that Terrance shoved all the food into a secret compartment, so all she is going to see is a the bug spray. "Uuuuuh" Lora looks into the bag, confused. "Oh, I wasn't really looking, so I didn't noticed we ran out, I'm so sorry." Terrance said in a faux apologetic manner. "You shouldn't eat so much.... wait I can still smell them." Lora sniffed the bag, causing Terrance's eyes to shrink a little. Somehow he have forgotten, that a mizu like her would have a pretty good sense of smell. He watches Lora reaches into the bag, feeling around a bit before she found a zipper at the bottom. "A-HA" She shouted, pulling the zipper and revealing the food. Lora stares into the bag, almost salivating. She then look at Terrance with a smug grin. "Terrance, were you trying to prank me?

	Internally screaming in frustration, Terrance stammered. "N-No...ma-maybe...yes" Lora just smiled. "awwww, you're trying to get back at me for earlier, aren't you?" Her tail wags, leaving bubbles in the air. "There is not a chance in hell I'm going to get one-up by some random dragon lady in the forest." Terrance sneered at her. "That was pretty small, though." Lora said. "I always start small, soon you're going to get some real shit coming your way." Lora's tail wag even harder "Oooooh, are you declaring a prank war? Cause I am down for that. Be warned, though, even among Mizus I am considered one of the best. That rock thing, THAT was me starting small." Terrance gulped, taking in her statement.... that was small for her? What have he done? He just declared a prank war? No, no, no, he can explained to her that he made a mistake, that he is sorry, and they can move on their wa-- annnnd she is gone. Giggling can be heard from afar. "Can't wait to see what you're going to come up with, Terry!" Lora shouted from the distance. Terrance is now alone. He sat down and reach for took his paddleball out the backpack and started bouncing it. It may be a little childish, but it calms him whenever he get a little stressed. "What should I do? Lora is expecting me to pull some grand shit off." Terrance whispered to himself. He is not sure why he is feeling so nervous, while he is trying to come up with something, he think of Lora herself. He think of her messy magenta hair with the pink flowery fins, her energetic yet graceful movement, her mischievous attitude, the way the fur and scale contrast each other in a artistic fashion, and DAMMMMN those titties are nice. He would hate to disappoint her now... "Snap out of it Terrance, don't think about that, she made a fool out of you and now she got to pay!" Terrance muttered. He looks at his paddleball... and gets a feeling there is something he could do with it. He smiled... oh yes he got something for her all right. One she will never forget.

	Lora sits next to a stream, catching some fish that were passing by. As she slowly tear into one, she thinks to herself "That guy better come up with something good." She sighed. She actually does find him somewhat attractive. Not often you get a guy that tall compared to a mamono. Plus his curly auburn hair is rather cute. But the best part is that he is a prankster just like her. She is excited to see what he can come up with! Hopefully it'll be one that- THWACK! "AIEEEEE" Lora yells as she jump up upon feeling a sudden impact against her ass. "WHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHAT" She shouts, frantically twirling around trying to find the culprit, who is no where to be seen. Panting, she reaches to rub her ass and felt something oily. Drawing back her hand, she see that there is a crude mixture of fruit and other plant smeared over her hand and ass. "I have been tracked. oooooh noooooo" Lora sprints to the stream and began splashing water over the mixture. Seeing the mixture isn't washing off, she produces some bubble in her tail and place them on the smear which does wash off from that. She smiled, knowing that she isn't going to caught off guard like that agi- THWACK! She get hit by another ball of planty gunk on her stomach. Her fins turns red and she start to growl as she angrily look toward the direction she was hit from. Past the bushes she see a bit of hair and shoulder. She curl up her tail and produced a large bubble in the the half circle. She launches the bubble at the target, the bubble popping and knocking it down with a thud. After a few second of silence, she got down on all four and pounces at the her target, only to find a pile of mud and hair. "What the fuck?" is all Lora can say when she is splashes by a large volume of water. Yelling, she look up and see Terrance standing above her on a tree, holding his backpack upside down. "Hey Lora." He said, smiling proudly.

	"Terry... why did you do that?" Lora asked. Terrance jumped down. "Hey you said I gotta come up with something, and there you go, this is what I got." Terrance take a couple step forward and stop when he noticed that Lora's eye are welling up with tears. "I-I thought was being hunted by a poacher." Lora sobbed. "That was too far, Terrance." Terrance tilts his head to the side, not understanding it. "Really, that didn't seem to be that ba-" "MY MOM WAS KILLED BY POACHERS, TERRY!" Lora shouted. Calming down, sshe continues. "My dad killed himself a few days after because he believed it was his fault. If you're going to be an insensitive ass, you can just stay lost in this forest." She turns around and leap away out of sight. Terrance stood there, dumbfounded. Shiiiiiit, he thought. Scratching the side of the head where he cut his hair off and sat down. "Man, I should've considered that.....shit. What do I do now?" Terrance pondered and pondered before the obvious answer come. "I am going to need to apologize. Question is that is she going to let me?" He look up and see a trail of bubbles floating in the air, strangely not popping and in a line formation. Terrance got up and dust himself off. "Welp, might as well try." He starts walking following the bubble line. After a good 10 minutes of tracking, he comes across a mound of bubbles, Lora presumably inside. He approaches the mound and hears sobbing from inside. He closes his eyes and
 then speaks up.

	"Heeey Lora. You doing alright in there?" A few second of awkward silence pass. "Ummm, listen, I know this isn't going to do much for you, but I am sorry for that little shenanigans there. I wasn't aware of what happened to your parents, uuuuh, but considering how I never really had someone actually get hurt like that before, I wasn't thinking properly, so I am sorry. I want you to know, if there is anything you want me to do to make up for it, then I will do it." He opens his eyes and saw that the mound is missing. Lora clearly doesn't forgive him, it appears. Sighing, Terrance turns around and walk smack dab into another mass of bubble. He stumble back in surprise, not being able to get single word out before Lora's tail burst out and grab him. Terrance is pulled inside and Lora grab his head, hugging him to her naked breast. "Surprise." Lora giggled, the smug grin returning. "MMMMMMPPHHF" Terrance mphfed in her bosom. Lora nudge his head back to give him breathing room. "I thought you were angry at me!" He exclaimed. "I was actually joking, my parent are still around. In fact... they're watching us." "WHAT!?!" Lora move outside and brought Terrance with her, their head poking out the bubble mound. Lora's parents can be seen in the distance, waving. "HEY MOM, DAD, I CAUGHT HIM!" Lora yelled. She zips back into the center of the mound, pulling Terrance in with her. She grasp his head and adjust his eye to look into hers. Her eyes is lustful and her fins are completely pink. Terrance is stunned by this turn of event. "Where you panning this the whole time?" Lora giggled "You can't outwit a mizu, Terry darling. Now I'll still take you to Morrs, but you're going to have me by your side." She caressed his remaining remaining hair with her shockingly delicate claws. "Did you use your own hair for that decoy? Now that is dedication, and I like a man who is dedicated." Terrance feels Lora's breast press against his chest. Well, it look like he been had and he isn't even angry. No, he is glad actually to be able to find a woman who can pull tricks better then he can. He wrap his arms around Lora and goes in for a kiss as they begin their first beautiful night as a couple.

	Lora and Terrance arrives in Morrs and begin walking toward the guild in the town center. They arrived, seeing several other hunters walking and sitting around, partaking in several activity. Some gambling, some arm wrestling, some just spending time sitting with their wives. Lora waits outside as Terrance goes inside to register. She notices a Glav and a short, timid looking man sitting there in the middle of the plaza. Before she could go over to talk to them, Terrance walks out, carrying a paper. "Yo, Lora! I got in and already got our first target, a big-ass Gammoth loose in Stoner Valley!" He said. "Well damn, that was fast, darling." Lora said, seeing out the corner of her eyes, the pair from before walking towards them. Terrance and Lora turns to face them. The glav steps forward and with a stoic expression speaks:

	"So you two are also going after the Gammoth? You're going to need out help then, cause this isn't going to be easy."

The end?