Hello my fantastic readers! I have neglected this story for far too long. Ding-Ding-Ding, to Purplefern, who guessed the reference; it was indeed Donnie's ringtone. I have a whole list of excuses for why this took so long, but I'm sure you guys don't really care to read the entire three-pages worth of excuses. Anyways, here's the next chapter!
She really wished that she had thought of grabbing a different outfit before she left. Ellie had ensured that she was wearing purple, stiletto heels with her purple dress, and touched up her hair and make up before she left. This was going to feel so awkward, especially with what she assumed Donnie heard. Sometimes, she wished she could just duct tape Ellie's mouth shut.
She finally managed to totter down to the guys' lair, with her stack of pizzas and the karaoke machine. Her feet were killing her. The only thing that kept her from abandoning the whole thing was Ellie's threat to publish a letter to her own personal stalker in the newspaper.
It wasn't long before she was mobbed by the four turtles, who obviously smelled the pizza she had brought. "Ah!" She chastised. "You have to wait until the party actually starts.
A collective groan passed through them before Mikey pointed to the karaoke machine at her side. "What's that?"
Just as she opened her mouth to reply, Donnie beat her to it. " It's called a karaoke machine. It's popular at human parties, and it usually displays lyrics and a video on a screen, for the singer to sing along to, and plays the instrumentals to a song. It was invented in-"
Raph clapped his hand over Donnie's mouth. "Yes, we get it, Brainiac."
"Why'd you bring it?" Leo inquired.
"Because" She drawled. "Ellie dared me to sing two songs and make sure a person of her choice saw them. Plus, she wants it videoed and sent to her she knows I actually did it."
"Why don't you just not do it?" Raph wondered.
"The cost of forfeiting is that she gets to publish whatever she wants about me in the school paper, since our friend Rachel is the editor, and she wants to publish a letter 'from me' to my very own personal stalker about how I want to marry him and have his children."
Mikey, Leo, and Raph all looked very pointedly at Donnie, although she wasn't quiet sure why.
"And anyways, since I didn't want to suffer alone, I'm going to make it a party activity."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Mikey shrugged. "I just wanna know what's on those pizzas!"
With a heave, she set the all of the pizza boxes on top of a make-shift counter. "Mozzarella cheese, teriyaki chicken, green peppers, and peperoni." She answered.
"Ohh!" She could practically hear them drooling. "There's one for each of us, including Master Splinter, and because I guarantee that I won't finish mine, so there'll be extras."
"Let's get started!" Leo grinned.
"Sure, let's just get everything set up." She responded. "Then we can get to the pizza."
The boys didn't need any more encouragement than that. In about fifteen minutes, an mini dance floor was set up, streamers were hanging from the ceiling, music was playing, and the karaoke machine was set up for later. She had even managed to get the snack bar ready. All of the pizzas were open on the table, with a glass bowl filled with chips, and another with a kool-aide punch.
Everyone rushed over, eager to try the pizza. They were not disappointed.
"Mhmm, who's recipe is this?" Donnie wondered.
"I don't know, but it's good." Raph agreed.
"Om nom nom." Mikey's rather loud chewing was a response in itself.
"This is amazing. Did you make this?" Leo asked.
"The recipe is Ellie's mom's, she owns her own restaurant, and while technically, yes, I did make it; but it wouldn't have turned out nearly this good without the help of my friend, Rachel. She's the editor I mentioned."
"Be sure to tell her thanks from us." Leo replied. "Hey, Master Splinter! April brought pizza, if you want any." He called, but was met with silence. "He's probably just meditating. He'll come and get some once he's done." Leo shrugged.
In a matter of no time, everyone was swaying along to the music. Even Splinter had emerged to enjoy the party. Give Me Everything was currently playing, and she was finding it beyond difficult to attempt to dance. Inevitably, she tripped, and Donnie caught her, and sung her reflexively into a dip, right as the line "Grab somebody sexy, tell 'em hey!" played.
It felt like her face was on fire. It took Donnie a few moments to realize what had just happened. As soon as the shock wore off, he blushed as well, and set her on her feet.
"I-I-I guess I be-be-better take off-f-f these h-heel then." She stammered embarrassedly. There was going to be blood to pay from her best friend for making her go through this torture. If it had been up to her, she would have been wearing her fuzzy boots, leggings, jean shorts, and a tee shirt.
"Maybe that a good idea." Donnie muttered shyly. "Wouldn't want you getting hurt, would we?"
Donnie shuffled off, and she promptly took off her heels. That had been a close call.
I know it's super short, but I'm hoping to make the next chapter plenty long. Who's all seen the new episode that kicked off season two? If you haven't yet *Spoiler alert*. All I have to say it: Nickelodeon, you had ONE job. YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE WORKING ON APRITELLO! If you are as frustrated as me, or you just want to say how you felt about this chapter, be sure to let me know in the reviews!