The Final Straw

After their failed rebellion, Avni, Ayush, and Aryan had promised themselves they wouldn't mess with Arnav and Anirudh again.

But… promises were meant to be broken.

It started with something small.

Avni "accidentally" spilled Anirudh’s coffee on his case files.

Aryan messed up Arnav’s car settings—turning the AC to freezing and the seat warmers to maximum heat.

Ayush? He changed the WiFi password and refused to give it back.

Big mistake.

Because this time, Arnav and Anirudh weren’t going to lecture them.

They weren’t going to make them do office work.

No.

This time, they were going old-school.

"Murga" Mode Activated

That evening, when the three troublemakers entered the living room, they found Arnav and Anirudh waiting.

Arnav sat calmly on the couch, sipping his tea.

Anirudh, however, had a smirk that sent chills down their spines.

Aryan gulped. "Uh… hi?"

Anirudh set his cup down. "Sit."

The three obeyed—hesitantly.

Arnav sighed. "We tried. We really tried. But clearly, office work wasn’t enough for you three."

Anirudh smirked. "So, let’s try a punishment from our childhood."

Avni frowned. "What does that mean?"

Arnav’s grin was pure evil. "You’ll see."

The Transformation Begins

Five minutes later…

Ayush, Aryan, and Avni were in the classic "Murga" position—arms wrapped under their legs, holding their ears, balancing like human chickens.

Aryan groaned. "This is humiliating."

Ayush hissed, "Who even invented this punishment?!"

Avni glared at Anirudh. "My back hurts!"

Anirudh smirked. "Should’ve thought of that before messing with us."

Arnav added, "Ten more minutes."

"WHAT?!" they yelled.

"Or would you rather do push-ups?" Anirudh raised an eyebrow.

They immediately shut up.

The Lesson… Maybe?

By the time their punishment ended, all three of them collapsed onto the floor.

Aryan muttered, "I will never prank them again."

Ayush nodded. "Agreed."

Avni sighed. "Fine. For now."

Arnav and Anirudh shared a victorious look.

But as the brothers walked away, Aryan whispered, "Okay, but hear me out—what if we—"

Ayush smacked him.

"NO."

To Be Continued…