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Lunar felt 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦. He didn't know why, he felt completely fine yesterday. Sitting up, he realized he could barely breathe through his nose. 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬. Lunar had no time to be sick, he was supposed to help Jack prank Solar! He can't be stealthy if he's coughing and sneezing.
Lunar walked to the bathroom to brush his teeth and get ready for the day. Sun always babied him when he was sick, Lunar just wanted to go about everything normally until he felt better again. As much as he hated taking medicine, it did help. He opened the cabinet in the bathroom to get some and… nothing. Of course they had no cold medicine the one time he needed it. Sun was busy at the daycare, so Lunar had to call Moon.
The phone rang three times before Moon picked up. “What?*
“Moon, can you go to the store and get me some medicine? I just woke up and I can't remember what it feels like to breathe through my nose. Can you get some chapstick for me too? My lips are dry.”
“I can't go now, but I can go in an hour or two. I'm busy at the lab right now.”
Lunar groaned. “Please?”
“Lunar, you'll live. Knowing you, you only checked in your bathroom. Look around the rest of the house. If there's nothing there, wait for me, have someone else do it, or do it yourself.”
Lunar coughed and responded. “Fine, bye.”
“By-” The phone hung up.
Lunar really did want to get better, but he didn't have the energy to hunt for medicine all over the house. So he decided to just wait for Moon.
Lunar sat on the couch and put on some shitty reality TV. It always made him feel better. A few minutes in, Pollux called him. The rest of the two hours was spent gossiping with her and eating snacks, bought last night for the new movie that he was watching.
Eventually, she had to leave. Work stuff. Moon should be leaving about now, maybe in a few minutes? Lunar didn't know. What he 𝘥𝘪𝘥 know, is that when Moon came home, him and Jack had to convince him to join them. Solar needed a bucket of slime dumped on his head, and Lunar was compromised.
About 20 minutes later, Moon arrived. Cold medicine in one hand, and some weird looking blueprints in the other. “Lunar!” he yelled from the doorway, knowing fully that Lunar was in the kitchen (having moved to try and get ice cream) and could hear him without the excessive noise. “Got your stupid medicine,” Moon said, chucking the bottle at Lunar's head.
It hit Lunar dead center in the forehead. Moon was 𝘤𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. Rude.
After a few minutes and being told by Lunar to fuck off, Moon stopped laughing. Jack ran in from the other room. “Moon!” he yelled, jumping up and down, “We need help!”
Moon looked at them suspiciously. “With what?”
Lunar dragged himself over to where Jack was. “We want to prank Solar. We made a shit ton of slime last night and we wanna dump it on his head.”
Jack nodded along with Lunar while he spoke. “Lunar got sick and I’m scared he’s going to cough or something and spoil it!” Jack looked at him with wide eyes, begging for Moon to help them.
They did 𝘯𝘰𝘵 need to beg. He was in as soon as they said they were pranking Solar. “What do you need me to do?”
Lunar and Jack grinned and glanced at each other. “Come downstairs, we have the stuff down there in the box fort.”
And so, the next few hours were spent planning, eating an obnoxious amount of candy, and arguing about what show would be the best to watch as background noise. They had about two gallons of neon pink slime. They kept some of it to play with until it was time to set everything up. The rest of the slime they added extra glue to. They wanted it to be extra sticky and not come off. It would be a nightmare to get off of the carpet, but worth it. The thought of Solar trying to get it out of his hair was more than enough for them.
About two and a half hours later, it was time for Solar to come home. Moon set up a ladder behind Solar’s door. There was a decent gap between the door and the wall, so it wouldn’t be knocked over. He was the one who would be holding the slime. Lunar’s job was to convince Solar to go into his room. Telling him he didn’t know what Moon and Jack were going to do, as he was asleep most of the day, but that they were in his room. Jack was in Solar’s room in case he was only going to look inside, and not walk in. He was the fastest so it would be near impossible to stop him when he grabbed Solar to pull him inside.
Lunar greeted Solar when he finally walked through the door. “Hey Solar.” Lunar coughed and rubbed his eyes like he'd just woken up. “I don't really know what they’re doing, or did do, but a while ago Jack and Moon went into your room. I was only half awake and fell back asleep before I really thought about it, but maybe check that out.” Lunar laid back down, pretending to go to sleep again.
“Huh.” Solar went over to his bedroom, wanting to make sure that nothing happened. He loved them both but if he ever didn’t think that they would do something weird, it was an imposter. He got to his room, opened the door, and got yanked inside. Before he knew it there was some sticky, bright pink goop being dumped on him. It got all over the carpet, his clothes, his face, and basically everywhere.
By the time he realised what was happening, all he heard was laughing from Jack, Moon, and Lunar. He heard Moon ask Lunar if he got it all on video, getting a yes from Lunar and a promise that it would be sent to the family group chat. Solar wiped the substance from his eyes and glared at them all. “All of you are dead. You won’t know when, where, or how, but I am getting you all back.”
This was met with maniacal laughter and the sound of Jack scurrying away from him.