Hey! So, I got an idea to continue this, and someone asked for it (I'm sure a few more were hoping for it, too. Who doesn't love this stuff?), so here I am, posting it! Mwahahahahaha! I had to get some input from my siblings to help me out here, since I'm not very "prank-minded", so be sure to let me know how we did!

Please enjoy!


"How could we turn this on Leo?" I cackled as he finally said what I knew he was thinking.

"Well, I've got a few ideas," I chortle. "One of which requires paper mâché."

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"Okay…that could take a while, though."

"Heh! All the good pranks do, bro! But another idea only requires some paint and maybe a few bandages…and some whipped cream!"

"Ha!" he laughs as he gets the picture I'm showing him. "Which one to choose?" he mutters.

"Why do we have to choose one? After all, we have two other brothers," I say innocently as I pull the paints we'd require from my belt. "What? I never leave home without them!" He rolls his eyes.

"I could sneak in fer the whipped cream and bandages no prob," he snickers.

"I'll get to work here."


(3rd person)

"Leo! Don! Help!"

"Raph! What is it? What happened to Mikey!?"

"He-he was bit! We don't know by what! He jus' started complainin' that something pricked him an' then he collapsed!"

"Bring him to my lab! On the table!"

"Ooooh…"

"Mikey, can you hear me?"

"Don, is he supposed to be foaming like that?"

"No!" Donnie was panicking. There was so much! Mikey's veins were turning purple, extending from the bite wound which was now red and seemed to be swelling. "I gotta get a blood sample to find out what's wrong, but I don't have time!"

"D-Donnie…"

"What is it, Mikey? Hang on, I'll get this fixed!"

"I-It's okay, Don. I know. It looks bad, right? I can take it." He whimpers, and his brothers' hearts melt.

"It's gonna be okay, Mikey. I can fix this." Don says semi-confidently.

"I-I know you can. But first, can you get me some water?"

"S-sure, Mike." He leaves and hands him water. But instead of drinking it like he expected, Mikey poured it on his infected arm.

"Mikey! What are you—" he paused as he noticed the discoloration fading, and the wound itself seemed to sag.

"What…?" He touched the wound, then narrowed his eyes at the texture. He glanced at Mikey, who seemed to have a slight glint in his eyes, before grabbing at the wound and tearing.

"Don!" Leo yelped. "What are you doing?" He grabbed his youngest brother's arm and examined it, but there was nothing wrong. There was no bite. There was still some slight discoloration a little farther up his arm, but it looked like it was dripping off. What…?

"I can't believe you!" Don suddenly exploded, and Leo jumped. Don was shaking around a green and purple fabric, angrily throwing it at Raph, who was chortling in the corner.

"Of all the stupid-headed, idiotic, reckless schemes!" Leo finally understood as he looked at the now discarded object on the floor. One side was green with purple lines and two red dots, but the other side was the same material they used as bandages. In other words…a prank. Leo felt the anger rise in him as well, but it was mostly overshadowed by the immense relief he felt at not having to face one of his brothers dying. However, he wasn't going to let them know that.

"What were you thinking!?" His angry words only made the two howl and clutch their sides. Mikey laughed so hard he nearly fell off the gurney.

"We just wanted to let you in on the fun," he gasped out, tears streaming down his face in mirth.

"What the shell makes you think that was fun!?" Leo yelled.

"Wasn' fun at the time, but totally worth it now," Raph smirks, laughter finally dying down.

"What are you talking about?" Don grumbles as he tosses a rag in Mikey's face to clean up.

"Don't worry about it," Mikey grins as he wipes off the cream on his face and the paint on his arm. "We just had some time on our hands." Leo narrowed his eyes.

"Well, then I guess we'll just have to increase training, so you don't have so much…time."

"What!" Mikey yelped. "You can't do that!"

"What do you expect, Mikey? He doesn't want to risk us thinking up another prank," Raph scowled, then winked at Mikey, who grinned in response.

"I don't think that's possible," he snickered.

"We'll see."


"Come on, Leo, it's been five days! Let up a little!" Mikey was stuck in an awkward pose, meant to hone his focus and balance. He was slightly wobbly but managed to keep mostly upright.

"What's the matter, you don't have enough time to prank us?" Leo smirked.

"Forget pranks, we don't have time to eat or sleep!" Raph's position was just as precarious, posed on a bamboo pole ten feet above Mikey. Leo had arranged them in close proximity to each other. If Mikey lost his balance, he'd hit the pole. If Raph lost his balance, he'd land on Mikey. Either way, they'd both suffer bruises. Leo chuckled.

"You have two more days, Mikey. Then you're off the hook." Mikey and Raph groaned.

"Still worth it," Raph grumbled after a beat. Mikey chuckled breathlessly in agreement. Leo rolled his eyes but watched them carefully. He didn't want them to actually get hurt. After several more minutes of dangerous swaying, he finally relented.

"Okay, you guys are done for today," he stabilized the bamboo pole so Raph could jump down without fear of injuring Michelangelo, who had collapsed dramatically the moment Leo started to speak. "But remember, back here tomorrow right after morning training."

"Ugh. This is torment!" Mikey cried out, still not moving from his position on the floor.

"Deal with it," Leo said, marching out. Raph and Mikey wait for a minute, catching their breath.

"It done yet?" Mikey chuckled.

"Just need him out of the way for twenty minutes and I can get it all set up."

"You got it," Raph snickered. Mikey grinned.


Leo sighed, stretching his arms as he made his way to his room. Today had been a good day. Usual training, extra training with Master Splinter, disciplinary training with Mikey and Raph, meditation and relaxation with his favorite book, and then Raph had asked if they could go on a training run topside. He had been much more adamant that it was topside, refusing to go down the tunnel he and Mikey had gone down just the other day, but Leo wasn't about to start a fight for no reason. He could ask him what the deal was later. Besides, they almost always used that tunnel. It was a straight shot to almost anywhere, the main street of the sewers, as Mikey liked to call it. Even better, the humans rarely used it, so they didn't have to worry about it.

Leo sighed again in contentment as he opened the door to his room and shut it behind him. Since his room was always clean, he rarely needed the lamp next to his bed, so he continued on to the bookshelf to put his book away and turned to go to bed. However, as he stepped closer, he sensed something nearby that should be there. Something big. And definitely not one of his brothers.

"Who's there?" Leo demanded, reaching for his missing katanas. He had just finished polishing them and had left them on their drying stand for the night. He wanted to smack himself. He only does a deep polish and shine once a month, and now he was wishing he did it less. Holding back a growl, he steps quietly closer to the shadows that are slightly darker than the surrounding darkness, where the unknown presence resided. He inched slowly closer, nearing the intruder carefully. Suddenly, he sensed it lunge towards him, red eyes abruptly glaring at him. He reacted quickly, striking out with his fingers and jumping back to a safer distance, where he felt his elbow push against a string.

What…? Suddenly, thousands of small things cascaded down upon his head, poking his skin with harsh corners. He ducked low, throwing his hands up protectively as he tried to move out from underneath the onslaught. The larger presence lunged at him again, red eyes glowing, glowering down at him. Leo gave a hoarse shout as he tried, unsuccessfully, to ward off the offender, still being assaulted by the tiny, sharp objects. Before his fist made contact, however, the lights switched on and laughter sounded around him. Leo blinked, looking up from his position on the floor where he had stumbled, and saw Mikey behind a giant Papier Mache monster of a spider.

"Gotcha, Fearless!" Raph was next to Mikey, chortling along with him. Leo glanced down, surprised to see thousands of smaller paper spiders surrounding him. Leo looked back up at his younger brothers, who were still laughing.

"You should have seen you, Leo!" Mikey chuckled. "You were so freaked out!"

"'Course, that was nothin' compared ta how we felt, but this was way funnier!" Leo stood up slowly, brushing spiders from his person.

"So glad I could entertain you," he said coolly, and they stopped laughing, looking at him in fear. "Now, it's my turn." Mikey and Raph's eyes widened in horror before they both bolted. However, they couldn't get past Leo, who was between them and the door. He soon had each brother under an arm and started dragging them out of his room.

"No! Leo! I'm sorry! It was all Raphie's idea!"

"Don't lie! Yer tha one who came up wit' the plan!"

"You're the one who wanted to do it!" Leo covered both their mouths with his hands.

"I blame both of you." Mikey and Raph looked at each other in horror as their pointless struggle continued to the dojo. They knew they weren't getting out of this one.


"So," Leo said a few hours later, watching his brothers in amusement. "Still think this was worth it?"

"Come on, Leo! It was just a prank!" Mikey was tied to a chair, arms and legs bound securely, while he balanced a candle on his forehead in a small stand. The stand would catch all the hot melting wax as long as Mikey kept completely still in his awkward position. He strained to keep still; the bowl was already half-full, and Mikey had already suffered from a couple lapses in concentration, causing the hot substance to land on his shell.

"It's no use, Mike. He's got that lead pipe too far up his shell," Raph grumbled, hanging upside down from the ceiling. He was tied from shoulders to toes with several pieces of rope tied together, rotating slightly as he struggled to untie the knots with his hands wrapped in bags and duct-taped. Leo smiled.

"What are you talking about? This is quality entertainment!" Donnie chuckled as he strolled in, a bowl of still-popping popcorn balanced in one hand while two sodas were in the other. He claimed a place beside his blue-banded brother.

"Traitor," Raph growled, struggling with his disadvantage.

"Don's gone, Raphie. Gone to the dark side! We're all alone!"

"What do you say, Don? Was this worth it?" Donnie chuckled.

"Completely."

An old rat sighed in a closed room, ears twitching from the groans and chuckles he heard just outside his door. A fond smile adorned his features as he heard his sons grumble and taunt each other. He would never tell, but he always loved it when he overheard or observed their pranks to each other. It was good brotherly bonding, one that he was glad they shared. Besides, they were good practice for their ninja skills.


Hehehe! So, what did you think?