My family loves playing tricks and jokes on each other, from waking us up early for college, only to discover its Saturday, to finding your mattress has been replaced with bricks, too paying for porn sites on the internet with each other's credit cards, yes, we all loved playing tricks.
Which is why, when April the first rolls around, you really have to be on your game in this house!
This year it started early, I woke up, rolled out of bed, and went to get dressed, but when I opened my draws, my clothes were missing.
All my clothes were missing, every draw, every cupboard, every piece of clothing I owned, was gone!
"Where's my clothes?" I asked, looking confused.
"Where's my clothes?!" I asked again.
I then walked over to my bedroom door, opened it, and walked out.
"Where's my clothes?" I then asked loudly, standing in the hall way completely naked.
"Where is my clothes?" I then asked getting a little angry now.
Then, my stepsister's bedroom door opened, and dressed in just her night time long t-shirt, with her long brown hair hanging down her shoulders, she stepped out and then asked "Why are you shouting Steve?!"
"Where's my clothes?" I asked angrily back.
"Oh yeah. I hid them!" she replied with a grin.
"You hid my clothes?! Why?" I asked angrily again.
"Because it's funny!" replied my stepsister with a grin.
"Well, where are they?" I then asked, getting annoyed.
"I'm not going to tell you. Until you put my knickers on!" my stepsister replied, holding up a pair of her most fancy, pink lacy underwear.
"I'm not putting on your pants! Just tell me where my clothes are?" I snapped back.
"No! Put my panties on first!" replied my stepsister defiantly.
"Tell me where my clothes are?" I then shouted angrily again.
It was then, our parent's bedroom door opened, and out walked my father and her mother looking like they had just woken up.
"What's going on out here?" asked my father unhappily.
"Tracy stole my clothes and hid them! I've got nothing to put on!" I replied angrily.
"I'll tell him where they are, as soon as he puts on my underwear!" my stepsister said cheerily back.
My father then looked at me, and said "Steve. Put your sister's pants on!"
"What?!" I cried in disbelief.
"Yes, come on young man, play the game!" my stepmother then said, like we were playing some kind of family board game or something.
I stared at all them in disbelief, before finally sighing, snatching the pink frilly underwear from stepsister's hand, and then, very reluctantly, I pulled them on.
I then stood there, in the middle of the upstairs hallway, in my stepsisters pink knickers, while my family happily stared at me.
"Oh, doesn't he look adorable!" my stepmother then said cheerily, before adding "We should take a picture!"
"Already ahead of you on that one!" replied her daughter, as Tracy then lifted her phone up, and started taking photos of me.
I sighed unhappily.
Anyway, a prank revenge was now required, I just needed to think of one?!
The rest of the morning, I sat pondering how to get my own back on my stepsister, when it finally came to me.
It was late afternoon, when my stepsister climbed into the shower, to wash before her usual night out with her friends.
All I had to do was wait a couple of minutes, until she was most likely soaping up her naked teenage body, and then, I strolled into the kitchen, opened the cupboard under the sink, reached in, and turned the tap off.
This immediately stopped all water flowing into the house, and then I just had to wait for the pipes to run dry.
About a minute went by, when suddenly I heard from the bathroom "Hey?!"
Then that was followed by "Hey! Where's the water?"
I then heard my stepsister call out "Hey! Where's the water gone? I'm trying to have a shower!"
I didn't reply, I just stood there in the kitchen sniggering.
"Where's the water gone?" my stepsister then cried out again, but still I said nothing.
I then heard her step out of the shower, move towards the bathroom door, and a few seconds later she came marching down the stairs.
Dressed in only a white fluffy towel, wrapped around her hot slim wet body, she marched into the kitchen and asked "What happened to the water?"
"Oh, yeah. I turned it off!" I replied with a grin.
"Well, turn it back on!" my stepsister replied back.
"No!" I retorted defiantly.
"Yes! Turn the water back on, now! I'm trying to get ready!" Tracy then said firmly.
"No!" I replied again with a grin.