I pranked my bf, he's not talking to me AITA?
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I’m sick and I wanted to write something. Like the previous Reddit-style posts, here’s an “Am I the Asshole?” scenario that I’d been wanting to do for a while. I don’t normally use this sort of tiny character, but I wanted to give it a try; someone irritating but who’s also unaware of what they do. Partly inspired by this post on annoying your giants
As with previous posts, feel free to interact with it as if it were on Reddit
Posted on r/sizelifeAITA
By u/DonkeyDonkY2kTL;DR I (tiny) pulled a prank on my BF (biggo) during our 2 year anniversary but he walked out the front door and isn’t talking to me.
Me (30f) and my boyfriend (31M) have been together for 2 years. Our anniversary was a few days ago and it’s related to why I’m looking for some unbiased opinions.
For some background context, we are a mixed size couple - I’m the tiny one, he’s the big one. We met through a mutual friend at a house party and we just hit it off. A bunch of us tinies were on the dining table as the designated space for us. Some biggos sat around, one of them being the guy who would end up being my BF. I thought he was cute and I went up to him to start a conversation, but I had just a bit too much to drink (not that it takes a lot lol), was being a bit rowdy and reckless and I slipped off the edge mid-conversation. Luckily, he caught me before I fell too far. I was smitten and he likes to remind me of that particular event, but I still think he’s overthinking it because I would have otherwise landed in his lap. I just laugh it off.
Anyway, as awkward as my first impression was, I think it was good to establish what I’m like early on. I like to have fun, or as I like to say: life’s too short! Pun 100% intended! Specifically though, I love pranks. I’m from a pranking family. We pull things on each other all the time. It’s now like a tradition for everyone to be pranked on their birthday and special days (anniversaries, baby showers, work promotions, etc.) I shared this with him early on in our relationship and he was fine with it. It’s been extra fun because I’ve had to get creative with our size difference.
I’ve done one-off pranks but I pull regular ones too since he started working from home regularly about a year ago. Around the same time, I also moved in with him which made it easier. One of my favourite things to do is to steal a random key from his keyboard and hide it somewhere for him to find. He knows all my usual hiding spots by now, but I keep doing it because I enjoy watching him look through all the shelves and drawers. I’ve been keeping time and his fastest record is 14 seconds (it was the “E” key and I was using it as a footstool, lol!).
Another thing I do is to undo the thread on his shirt buttons (usually in the middle), tight enough that he doesn’t notice but loose enough that it would fall off in the middle of the day. And until he bought wireless earbuds, I’d tie the wires together - I would always play dumb with that one because we all know how easily wired stuff gets tangled, even without a tiny person behind it! He doesn’t say anything about my pranks, but I think he secretly likes them too. Plus I’m too cute so I get away with it hehehe
Anyway, fast forward to my current issue. For our 2 year anniversary, I thought I would surprise him with a really outrageous prank. To celebrate us being so solid. It went like this:
BF loves to cook and he had prepared a full, homecooked dinner spread for us to enjoy together. He told me what he had planned so that I didn’t organise something else at the same time. I encouraged him to share details so I could sneakily refine my own plan for the night, under the guise of “wanting to complement his efforts with my own”, which also isn’t entirely untrue. Anyway, he planned something for dessert that required the cream and icing to be prepared on the night. He would, of course, use the stand mixer - this was it, I was going to pretend to have fallen in! I insisted on helping, to which he eventually agreed and told me to be careful (I’m rolling my eyes just thinking about it, I’m not stupid).
He set up a pile of books for me to use as a platform and put them by the stand mixer. He instructed me to watch the texture of the cream and to call him once it got to a certain consistency. I agreed and he went to clear the dining table. He couldn’t see what I was doing, so little did he know that I had carried with me a bottle of special red colouring that was extremely viscous and would spread out easily. It’s kind of like a crimsony slime that resembled blood. I poured it into the cream and quickly climbed down the book pile. I then screamed bloody murder and slammed the side of the bowl with my fists to get his attention. I hid under a nearby tea towel and watched his reaction.
Of course, he ran over (my hero!), saw that I wasn’t on the books and looked immediately into the bowl. He panicked and turned the mixer off to take the bowl out. He shoved his hands into the cream and goo mixture trying to look for me, all the while he’s alternating between calling my name and whispering curse words. As much as I was loving messing with him, I knew it was time to show myself when I saw his eyes starting to water. I came out from under the tea towel laughing, telling him that it was okay, that I was just fine, and greeted him a happy anniversary.
I expected him to be in total shock, but I did not expect him to drop the bowl, walk away and head out the front door. All without a word. He didn’t even clean the cream off his hands. I was so surprised at his behaviour that I didn’t realise what just happened until the door shut behind him. And of course, I couldn’t chase after him! I messaged and called to see where he is and if he’s okay.
He hasn’t responded, and he hasn’t even read my messages. It makes me think that maybe I fucked up somewhere. But he knows how much I love pranks and the tradition my family and I have of pulling pranks on special days. I thought that, being so late into the night, he would have expected something after a whole day of nothing. The whole thing was also so lame. Like it wasn’t that realistic, just enough to make someone have a moment before realising. It’s so obvious.
My family agrees that he’s overreacting but my friends are saying that I took it too far. The ones who know his whereabouts aren’t telling me where, but at least someone knows.
So AITA?
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Replying to u/DonkeyDonkY2K
by u/anxious_smolThe way I would have puked everywhere from the sheer amount of fear and panic coursing through my body especially after seeing the red food coloring… that was a nice touch lol Poor guy thought his precious little treasure became just another ingredient
I’m gonna have to go with a solid YTA ~
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Replying to u/DonkeyDonkY2K
by u/BrokenByWhispersI’m gonna go with ESH.
You shouldn’t go so far with pranks. You don’t know how careful we have to be around you guys at all times. It might be easier with experience but the fear of hurting you tinies is ever present, so joking about our greatest fear and faking a gruesome death is wayyy out of line.
Then again he shouldn’t have reacted like a silent psychopath. To be perfectly honest, maybe deep down inside I’m simply jealous - the lucky mofo literally had a tiny lady fall into the palm of his hand - while I’m still tiny-maiden-less.
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Replying to u/DonkeyDonkY2K
by u/giant_tormentorNTA!!! The bigger the giant, the bigger the baby.
My ex broke up with me over this. I put some of my old clothes and crushed cherry tomatoes on the bottom of his shoe and hid until he found it. He FREAKED- both when he saw it and when he found out it was a prank. But really it’s all on him. Like does he think we are made of tomatoes or something? Is he stupid?
He forgave me on the condition that we didn’t do pranks for a while, but a week later it was April 1st. Naturally I had to SOMETHING to celebrate. I made a fake post to Sizebook Marketplace listing myself for sale using his account. His phone started blowing up with offers, along with family and friends furious with him. Of course things ended after that, but who wants to be with someone who can’t take a joke?
(For real, someone get our poor hypothetical boyfriends some therapy
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I wasn’t planning on doing a follow-up post, to keep things open-ended. @SmolChlo @foreverlurk @blehb I loved each of your responses individually, and as a collective of the main verdicts!
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