Michael was going to prank me with laxatives by sneaking them into my glass of water.

He waited until I was almost home to do the prank.

"Come here my sweetie pie"!

He reached out his arms and I ran towards him.

We both shared a kiss or two and then I went upstairs to change out of my work clothes.

While I was gone, Michael put the laxatives in a glass of water and then he kindly offered it to me.

"Aww, thank you Michael"!

I kissed him on the cheek.

He chuckled and then we went to go watch Peter Pan in the living room.

About fifteen minutes later, I started to feel funny.

My stomach began to hurt really bad.

And before I think twice about it, I made a dash for the nearest bathroom.

Michael waited until I was finished, and then he went to go check on me.

"I must have eaten something that my stomach didn't agree with".

I groaned, pushing out whatever went down the nearest exit.

Then, he decided to tell me about the prank.

"Baby, I have a confession to make".

Michael stood by the door, trying not to snicker.

"Okay, what is it Applehead"?

I asked him.

"It was a prank. I put laxatives in your water while you were changing".

When I heard what he said, I began to feel even worse.

"Baby, what's wrong"?

I picked up the trash can and began vomiting.

Michael opened the bathroom and when I was done, he helped me recover from the unexpected prank in the bedroom.

"I'm really sorry. I had no idea that you were gonna take it a lot harder than I thought".

He said, cuddling with me while I hid my face in his chest.