Incessant pounding disrupted a quiet spring morning, "Pete? Are you still asleep? Artie is going to be here in twenty-four minutes and you know how he gets if we're late!"

Without opening his eyes, Pete rolled from his back onto his side and covered his head with a pillow, trying to block out his partner's insistent voice. Outside the closed door, Myka stopped knocking and put her hands on her hips, "Fine!" She called through the door, "I'll just let Claudia wake you up."

The redhead came bounding up the stairs with half a blueberry muffin in her hand, "Do I sense that my services are required?" Claudia asked in an exaggerated British accent before taking a bite of the muffin. Myka gestured toward the door, "Be my guest."

The younger girl swallowed and grinned, "Sweet!"

She reached for the knob just as Pete threw open the door, "Is this payback for the lizard thing last week?"

"This is payback for the oversleeping thing today!" Myka retorted.

"Dude," Claudia chimed in, "When we get you back for something, you'll know."

"Fine. The prank king going to shower, so save me some breakfast."

Myka checked her watch, "Nineteen minutes, Pete!"

He closed the bathroom door without looking back or he might have seen smirks appear on the two faces behind him.

Precisely eleven minutes later, Pete emerged from the shower and wondered for the hundredth time why Lena had never bothered to put a mirror in the bathroom. With a towel around his waist, he hurried down the empty hall to his half-closed door and pushed it open.

Sploosh!

Pete gasped in shock at the icy water that suddenly spilled down on him from the cup that had been perched atop the door. "Very funny!" he shouted sarcastically down the stairs, shaking the water from his hair.

In the kitchen, Myka and Claudia grinned at each other over their coffee and the latter asked, "Do you think he saw-"

"No," Myka said, "That was the water."

Pete jerked open his closet door and instantly leapt aside to avoid being hit by the falling door.

Myka calmly sipped her coffee while Claudia perched on a stool, attacking another muffin. Neither woman flinched when they heard the echoing crash from upstairs. Myka looked up from her book, "The hinges were a good idea."

"I know, right?"

"What hinges?" Artie bustled in with his arms full of files and equipment.

"Uh…"

"Um… the hinges on Pete's door came loose. Someone should really work on maintenance around here," Myka covered, taking another sip of coffee.

Just then Pete appeared in the doorway behind Artie, "Okay, okay, I think we're even," he said, rolling his eyes.

The two women's eyes widened at the sight of him and Myka choked on her coffee as they both started laughing.

"You're three minutes late," Artie said, walking to the kitchen without turning around.

"Technical difficulties," Pete said, helping himself to food from table.

"What happened," Claudia asked, trying to control her laughter, "Go all Bruce Banner on your closet?"

"The Hulk?" Myka wiped tears of laughter from her eyes, "He's more like the Jolly Green Giant!"

Pete stared at them with a growing sense of foreboding and raced across the room to peer at his reflection in the mirror, "Aaagh! How- What- did- you- do?!"

The women dissolved into fits of laughter again.

"Gelatin… in the… shower head," Myka gasped out.

Coming back into the room, Artie began, "What's all the commo-"

He stopped at the sight of Pete. "Why are you green?"