A/N - Okay, so when I finished with chapter 2, in my mind, that was my last chapter for this story. However, mistiskies left me a review without signing in, so I couldn't send a reply back. Mistiskies thought I should add one more chapter, showing Hank and Roy being found out and the others plot their revenge. I know it's been a long time coming, but hey, at least I was finally able to get this written. So, mistiskies, this chapter is for you!

Mike, Marco, Chet and Johnny eased back into the locker room, looks of disbelief on their faces.

"Did I hear what I thought I heard?!" Mike asked looking at his co-workers in disbelief. He still looked like an old man from all the flour that was covering his hair. Poor Johnny had chocolate sauce still dripping down his face.

"Oh yeah, you heard it, because I did too!" Johnny responded quietly, stealing a look through the door again, watching his partner and his captain climb back into their respective beds. He was shaking his head in disbelief.

"I can't believe it! Cap and Roy were the ones who were behind it!" Marco exclaimed, sitting down on the bench in the locker room.

During the exchange, Chet had been thinking, something that usually was dangerous for Johnny. But this time, his pigeon would be helping him, not on the receiving end. Chet got a devious look in his eyes, one Johnny knew all too well. He motioned for the guys to follow him to the furthest lockers in the back of the room, so as not to be overheard.

"Hey guys, I got a great idea." He and the others huddled around as Chet explained his plan.

"That's fantastic Chet!" Johnny exclaimed quietly, but conveying the thought on everyone's mind.

Chet rubbed his hands together. "Then lets do this quickly, before they get suspicious."

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It was a rare night for the guys, as neither the engine nor squad had any runs. They all six woke up refreshed the next morning when the tones rang throughout the station.

"Chet, your turn to make coffee, pal," Cap said sleepily, standing and putting his bunker gear on as he stretched. The others were already doing the same.

"Sure Cap," he replied, sliding into his gear before heading to the kitchen.

The others filed in a couple of minutes later, Chet having the cups on the counter and the coffee almost done. Mike went to the front door to retrieve the morning paper as Marco made cinnamon rolls for breakfast.

Maintaining their luck from the night before, the station did not get any calls while the men consumed their morning treat along with their morning buzz.

"Ahh, now I feel more human," Marco sighed, patting his stomach before heading to the sink to start the dishes.

"Me too," Johnny added, sliding his dishes into the sink and getting a glass of milk.

"I'm going to go change before we get any runs," Roy said, giving his dishes to Marco before he headed out the door.

"I think I'm going to do the same," Cap added, following the senior paramedic out of the room.

The remaining four men waited until they heard the door to the locker room open then close behind the two men.

"This should be good! They have no idea what's going to happen," Mike said quietly as he and the others snuck through the apparatus bay to listen in at the door to the locker room.

"I still can't believe we pranked them last night Cap," Roy's voice filtered through the door. They smiled as they heard him add, "That was a fantastic idea!"

"I know pal, thanks for being my silent partner. Those twits never knew what hit them or who did it to them, for that matter," Cap responded, smiling as he and Roy headed to their lockers to get their uniforms.

The two men could hear the faint noise as they opened their doors and knew what was going to happen next, but their reflexes were a tad too slow. A huge cloud of glitter filled the air and the room.

"What the hell?" Cap exclaimed rather loudly as the glitter rained down on him, turning his hair silver. He glanced over to DeSoto and saw him sporting the same look. "I don't know Cap, but I think we've been had," Roy stated, trying to brush the sticky glitter off of his bunker gear.

The four "pigeons" couldn't hold it in any longer outside. All of them laughed loudly as Chet pushed the door open and they ran into the room.

"What happened guys?" Marco asked, trying to hold his laughter back but failing miserably.

"Looks like they messed with the wrong people. I guess Tinker Bell was mad or something," Chet answered, trying to keep a straight face. One look at his captain, covered in sparkling glitter had him giggling like a school girl.

"I'm guessing you were just an innocent bystander in all this Junior?" Roy asked rhetorically, giving his partner a pointed look and a long suffering sigh. He should have know the four men would find out who pranked them, but he didn't expect them to find out and retaliate so fast.

"What do you twits have to say for yourselves?" Cap asked feigning anger, as he and Roy began shaking the glitter out of their hair. Watching the shimmering pieces float to the ground, like pixie dust, caused a fresh round of laughter in the four men involved.

"The station that pranks together, stays together Cap," Mike responded, trying to keep a serious look on his face, but failed miserably

"That it does Mike, that it does," Cap replied, laughing along with his men. What a great bunch of guys. I'm truly a lucky captain, he thought to himself as he watched Chet and Johnny needle Roy about his predicament. He saw Mike and Marco beginning to clean up the remnants of the glitter bomb.

As they all shared in another round of laughter after a few more Tinker Bell comments, he began to get dressed for the day. Yes sir, I am a lucky captain.

And so, dear reader, our story ends here. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you for all your reviews! - Waikiki23