Xander had been planning this for weeks. April Fools' Day was his Super Bowl, and you were the perfect target.

First, he swapped your coffee with decaf. You took a sip and immediately froze. The taste hit you like a brick. Your eyes widened, then narrowed. "No. You did not just do that."

Xander leaned casually against the counter, trying to hide his grin. "What? It’s just coffee."

You set the mug down with a thud, glaring at him. "You’re dead."

The pranks didn’t stop there. As you went about your morning routine, your phone kept buzzing non-stop with alarms labeled "RUN!" and "THEY KNOW." You jumped every time one went off, even checking your phone with wide eyes. When you picked it up, Xander’s name had been changed to “Your Conscience,” your mom was “Pizza Hut,” and your best friend was “Tax Fraud Department.” You stared at your screen in confusion. "What... is this?"

Xander, barely containing his laughter, stepped in. "What? You don’t like the new contact names?"

Your frustration grew. You let out a sharp breath, trying to stay calm. "You’re an idiot."

But the chaos wasn’t over. As you walked into the living room, Xander had set up a bucket above the door. You opened it, and the bucket tipped, drenching you with water. Your hair clung to your face, and for a moment, you just stared at him in stunned silence. "I can’t... believe you."

Xander was grinning ear-to-ear. "Happy April fools, My love!"