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Title: Good Morning Dr. Oliver

Rating: T

Summary: How does Dr. Oliver get up in the morning? Also known as, Tommy's War With Alarm Clocks. One-shot, humorous.

'beep, beep, beep' 'beep, beep, beep'

Tommy grumbled in his sleep as the alarm clock intruded on his dreams. He turned over and slapped the offending piece of equipment, essentially shutting it off, then going back to sleep.

5 minutes later….

'Beep, Beep, Beep' 'Beep, Beep, Beep'

He mumbled incoharantly, rolling the other way to slap the second alarm clock, stopping it's offending sound. "Stupid…clock…sleep," he grumbled before settling down again.

5 more minutes later…

'BEEP! BEEP BEEP!' 'BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!'

"Stupid… godforsaken…" he trailed off, picking up the third alarm clock, throwing it across the room to silence it. "Taking over the world," he grumbled, pulling the covers over his head.

5 minutes after 5 more minutes later…

"GOOOOOOOOOOOD MORNING ANGEL GROVE!!!!"

Tommy sat up, looking around the bedroom, "Not in Angel Grove anymore, why do I still have that stupid alarm clock," he yawned, getting up he padded over to the dresser where that alarm clock was currently going off. He turned it off and rested his head against the wall. Just as his eyes started to close…

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! THOMAS DAVID OLIVER!!!! WAKE UP!!" A computerized voice, sounding suspiciously like Hayley, screamed from the alarm clock near the door to his master bathroom.

"I hate Hayley," Tommy grumbled, walking over to that alarm clock, smacking it repeatedly with his hand, but it wouldn't shut off. "Stupid Hayley, stupid alarm clock, stupid morning, where's my coffee," he complained, picking the thing up to access the shut off switch which was 'conveniently' on the bottom of the device. "Convenient my ass," he mumbled stumbling into the shower.

7:30am Reefside High

"Good morning Dr. O," Kira said cheerfully.

"Morning Dr. O," Ethan said looking up from his laptop.

"Mornin' dude," Conner said with a grin.

"It's a beautiful morning, isn't it Dr. O," Trent said with just a hint of a smirk.

"Don't call me dude, and no, it's not," Tommy grumbled, looking up at the four teens. He picked up his coffee, and went back to his paperwork, mumbling about teenagers who were too happy, alarm clocks trying to take over the world, and fiery red-heads who were too smart for their own good.