Logan landed with a thump on the soft cushion of the couch, grateful for his good luck that he had at least landed on a safe surface. However, that luck didn't last, since as soon as he managed to get back to his feet, he was greeted to the sight of a monolithic Katie Knight. She had just walked into the room, clearly expecting to prank someone. She was holding a marshmallow gun drawn to her mouth, ready to fire at the slightest hint of movement. On her belt, Logan could see a pair of whoppee cushions, ready in case Katie wanted to leave a trap waiting for the unsuspecting.
"Damn it. I could have sworn I heard someone in here." Katie mumbled, annoyed at having failed to make a kill. This prank war was not going as well as they normally did for her. For one thing, none of the four members of BTR were out yet. Even Logan was still in, and he usually pranked himself out within the first few minutes of the game.
"Ah well. Guess I might as well leave one of these bad boy's behind." Katie said with a shrug, removing one of the whoppee cushions from her belt and heading over to the couch, right where Logan was currently standing.
Though Logan was reluctant to resort to asking a member of the enemy team for help, he knew that he couldn't afford to be picky in this situation. If he didn't get Katie's attention, he could easily end up being squished if she decided to take a seat on the couch. "Katie! I'm down here!" Logan yelled, jumping up and down on the cushion and waving his arms frantically towards the approaching brunette.
As Katie approached the couch, she caught a small movement out of the corner of her eye. naturally, she assumed it was nothing more than a bug that happened to get in through an open window.
"Looks like we've got a little bug infestation." Katie mused aloud. "I bet I can find a use for you in one of my pranks."
Logan shuddered at the thought, imagining Katie carelessly dropping him into a bowl of cereal someone was eating, or in a shoe they were about to slip on, or even just chucking him at an suspecting girl. "No Katie! It's me! Logan." Logan continued to yell, waving his arms frantically.
"Huh? Did the bug just talk?" Katie wondered, dropping down to her knees to get a better look at this peculiar insect. "Holy crap, is that you Logan? How'd you get so small?"
Logan breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have made contact with a normal sized person. "Thank god you found me Katie. I accidentally set off my shrink ray and shrunk myself! I need you to help grow me back." Logan pleaded. However, Katie didn't respond right away. Logan could see the gears turning in Katie's head as she processed the situation and realized just what Logan had been planning.
"You were gonna use that shrink ray on us!" Katie yelled, clearly pissed off. "You should have known better than to tamper with technology like that though Logan. You always prank yourself out. Though I suppose being shrink isn't actually on the list of pranks in Lord Prankerton's book..." Katie trailed off, a cruel idea forming in her mind. "Well there's good news and bad news Logan. The good news is that you're still in the game! The bad news is that I have the perfect prank in mind to get you out..."
1. Katie tapes Logan to her whoopee cushion and sits on him.
2. Katie wedges Logan inside a marshmallow and uses her marshmallow gun to fire it at an unsuspecting Camille. (Could land between her boobs, slip down her pants, etc.)
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