'Ello, readers! This is my first story, so please no flames!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own TMNT. That honor goes to Mirage, 4Kids Entertainment, Nickelodeon, and whoever else.

Enjoy!

"Man, there's nothing to do," Michelangelo complained. Not much had happened since he and his brothers took down the Technodrome, and it was getting boring. He had thought of reading his comic books, but he read them all yesterday. Twice.

Then, he thought of something. He hadn't pulled a prank in a few days. A devious smirk crossed Mikey's face. Dr. Prankenstein was back in business, and he knew exactly which brother to prank, But first, he needed to ask April if he could borrow her make-up kit.

The next morning, Mikey was making breakfast for brothers and sensei. 3,2,1...

As if on cue, his brainy brother Donatello came stumbling into the kitchen, lookin like the undead.

"Morning, Don. Coffee's on the counter."

"Thanks, Mikey," Don muttered as he grabbed his mug and began gulping down his heavenly drink, not noticing the smirk on the younger turtle's face.

Later, after everyone ate and went off to do their own things, no one taking notice of Mikey's smirk or Don's tired expression, the orange-masked turtle walked to his brother's lab, listening in glee to the soft snores on the other side. If there was one thing you should know about Dr. Prankenstein, it's that when chooses his target, no one can stop him.

Donnie awoke-when did he fall asleep anyway?-to the sound of his brothers' laughter.

"Hey, what's so funny?" he asked when he saw his brothers were laughing at him.

"D-dude, you sh-should see your f-face!" Raph managed to get out as he began choking on his cackles.

Looking in the bathroom mirror, Don stare, horrified. Pink eyeshadow covered his lids, his lips were smeared with dark red lipstick, a rose was clipped to his mask, and if that wasn't bad enough, a mustache was drawn on his snout with mascara.

"Mikey…"

"Uh, should I start running?" Mikey asked nervously, slowly backing up toward the lab door.

"Oh, Mikey," his brother started in a sugar-sweet tone, gripping his bo staff tightly.

SHINK!

The naginata blade popped out.

"You should of starting running 5 seconds ago."

The next 30 minutes were filled with tortured screams and shouts of, "I'm going to kill you!"

"You think we should tell him about his shell?" Leo asked in amusement as he watched the fight.

Raph snorted. "Nah. Pretty sure Don'll spot 'Mikey is awesome!' written in pink glitter sooner or later."

"HE WROTE WHAT!"

"Not the face, not the face!"

Well, that's all folks. Hope you enjoyed!