Willow nodded excitedly. "Yay, pulling pranks on Peter!" She said and threw her arms up. It would be a lot of fun to prank Peter. Thinking about it she hadn't pranked him in a couple days. Last time it was with Luna, they'd dumped maple syrup all over him. Of course Peter has chashed both of them around the house in anger but he couldn't really do anything either of them. Luna was old enough to make mistakes and do things herself and Willow was too little to know better.
Max shifted into human form behind them on the bed. Blood stained her clothes and her hoodie. Wounds that looked like bullet wounds were in rows along her body and to top it off there was a gash along her left side from where she'd fallen on the ground scrapping across the spikes of the trucks. Although she was still out cold.