don't drive me blind [keoki]

This is probably a crime.

The thought crossed Yeager's mind as a kind of calm observation as he pulled Allen inside his house, keeping a bruising grip on his arm. Over the guy's head was a loose bag, and they'd tied his hands behind his back with fuzzy handcuffs Yeager had found in his grandma's room. Since neither of them went too crazy with pranking -- Yeager more so than Keoki -- this kind of shit only really happened when they got together as a unit. He would have been too paranoid to go alone to his friends house with ski masks and drive him to his house. Something would have probably gone wrong, whether Yeager cracked up and broke his cover or knocked a candle over and set the house on fire and what could he have done then? Obviously called 911, but he would have freaked out meanwhile, probably knocked over a few more candles.

However, with Keoki, it had gone over rather well. They were now
walking past the kitchen, and Luke looked at him with wide eyes. Yeager placed a finger over his lips to shush him as he was about to ask if he wanted the meatloaf that was in the oven. Luckily he had only started on it, so the smell wouldn't reach Allen's nose. He was sure the bag covering it helped as well, considering it was loose enough to keep him breathing. Luke didn't seem at all phased by the fact that Yeager and his friend were currently dragging a stumbling boy into the basement. The Water student figured as long as he wasn't a gangbanger doing hard drugs, he was going to be okay. He was thankful at times like these that the man wasn't being embarrassing. If he and Keoki were alone, Luke most likely would have been hanging off his friend and excitedly talking about his dinner while pouring him virgin mojitos. He was a weird guy, but Yeager had gotten used to him...considering this was his father.

Once in the basement, Yeager took him to an unfinished room that they were going to finish for when his biological mother came around to visit, but they had never gotten around to it. The dimly lit space seemed like the best place to keep a terrified kidnapee. "W-where am I?" he stammered out, and Yeager could imagine that his heart was slamming against his ribcage. He didn't feel bad at all. Probably because he was focused on not cracking up and blowing his cover, which still looked like it was going to happen. He pulled Keoki out of the room, to another part of the basement, the room that had once been his and Gloria's "play area". Now there was a computer and their Xbox down here for when Yeager and his friends wanted to get away and play without worrying about one of his dads coming around and being a nuisance. Luke was usually the main concern when it came to that, actually.

"What should we do with him?" Yeager asked, wondering what they should get up to now that the guy was at the house after freaking out on the ride over. "Should we pretend to call his parents for ransom?" He grinned then, hands shoved into his pockets. That sounded like a pretty damn good idea to him. Just put up an act for Allen, who was already too distraught to really pick up on anything that might be suspicious. He hadn't even recognized them, which had gotten them off to a good start.