Silence is golden. Creativity depends on quiet time to think and focus the mind toward a greater goal. Oh...and music composition is damned difficult when there are wubs shaking your house. Asking nicely never seems to get her anywhere, so Octavia takes matters into her own hooves.

Sadly, this is only the first step in a great game of chess, and the resulting prank war proceeds to break all rules of conflict in an effort to save face and earn payback. There are no limits, no boundaries, and no song or solo too sacred to interrupt -- because silence is golden, but duct tape is silver.

A Christmas present for Rattletcat that got completely out of control. Tagged for sex due to humor content, not to any actions taken in this story.

Written by 'red Sage

Featured 10/14/2014, and I didn't even have to trade blood for it! Oh, and to whoever found this story by searching 'tape+mouth' as the query, that's not what it's about, you sick freak.