Getting Pranked

Sometimes they fight. Sometimes they play. Sometimes they prank. This time they pranked. It went sort of like this beginning at dinner on Friday night:
  I'm going to Tom's house after dinner.

 Really. Do you want to rephrase that?
 (Rolls her eyes) Can I go to Tom's house after dinner?
  You're not dating Tom.
 (Looking guilty) Other people are going to be there. (Pause) Erik.
 Do you want me to drive or do you want to drive?
 I don't care. Just decide fast while I go brush my teeth (And she disappears downstairs).
 and  are whispering. They're scheming. They laugh. Suddenly they grab their jackets and run outside.
 I'm ready to go. Am I driving?
 (Yawn) Yeah. Go ahead and drive.

Before I continue this tale, it is only fair to reveal that this brave, young woman is girlishly afraid of the dark. She runs to the car when she leaves at 6:00 a.m. and jumps in so the boogey man doesn't get her. I shudder to imagine how she'd be if she ever saw Sixth Sense and had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night when the hair on the back of her neck starts to rise. Not that I know anything about being terrified in a dark bathroom or anything... Continuing onto the story.
 (calmly walks out the door and runs like a maniac to the car, whipping open the door, jumping in, and locking the doors. Big sigh. She's safe.)
 {Whispers from back seat} Want some candy, little girl?
(Screams in sheer terror and throws her keys at the whispering perpetrator in her car. Realizing it is her brother, she starts to cry and orders him out of the car. He laughs. He leaves. He comes inside and tells me all about it. Meanwhile, the 16 year old is still shaking, driving slowly and completely freaked out, driving on abandoned country roads to Tom's house.

She turns on the radio to calm her nerves.

She sings at the top of her lungs.

Her legs stop shaking but she's still freaked out by the time she pulls up to Tom's house.

She jumps out of the car and runs to the front door, knocking loudly and praying that whoever is inside will hurry and answer. Someone does. She enters and relaxes.
Meanwhile, back in the car - extricates herself from the floor in the backseat.
 leaves the car and walks up to the door. Rings the doorbell. Tom answers.
"! There's a little you at the door!"
 is confused. She kicked out . Then she sees .
: How did you get here? Where's Mom?
 laughs. "Mom's not here. I was in the car the whole way. By the way, you sing off-key."
 calls . In a shaky voice she says, "I had a stowaway. I was singing in the car. Loud. What do I do with it now?"
: "Play with it?"
: "!"
: "I'll come and pick it up in an hour or so."
: "Why in an hour?"
: "I want a really great blog post."

I feel a little guilty but it was the funniest thing the middle kids have ever done in tandem.
You're a good sport, .