~ My hands were almost smashed with inspiration at my parents house. I'll explain it at the end of the story, don't want to spoil it :o)
Michelangelo just pulled a plate of cookies out of the oven, when Donatello came dashing into the kitchen. Seeing that the oven was just in use, he tells Michelangelo to prop it open just enough so he could stick his hands in it.
"Ahh," Donatello said. "Warmth is good." Michelangelo peered around Donatello.
"What did you do?" Michelangelo inquired.
"Well you know how our storage freezer didn't seem to be working right?" Michelangelo nodded. "Well I just got it working, when it froze a bunch of water around my hands instantly into freezing cold water. I washed my hands in warm water until all they regained some feeling, then the water was too hot. Seeing how you just finished using the oven, I'm going to use it to warm my hands up."
"Oh, Okay," Michelangelo said picking up a bowl of cookie batter. "But just to let you know dude, that I'm going to need that oven soon. Donatello nodded while loosing himself to the warmth of the oven.
"Hey Mikey," Raphael's voice came from the living room. "Was that cookies I heard you mention.
"Yeah, but Donnie stole the oven," Michelangelo yelled back.
"What?" Raphael didn't hear him. Michelangelo stepped closer to Donatello to get a better shout at Raphael.
"I said," Michelangelo started as Raphael walked into the kitchen. He reached between Donatello and Michelangelo to get a cookie when he bumped Donatello. In turn, Donatello ran into the oven causing it to slam shut on his hands. Pulling then out while screaming "Ow!" Donatello knocked the bowl of cookie batter out of Michelangelo's hands. All watched the bowl turn upside down in mid-air, then Leonardo walked in.
"Hey guys," Leonardo said. "Oh can I have a…" The upside down cookie bowl fell onto Leonardo's head. "Cookie?" Leonardo finished. Michelangelo started laughing, while Leonardo peered at him from under the cookie bowl. Raphael joined in the laughter, while Donatello went over taking the bowl from Leonardo's head.
"Oh brothers," Leonardo called. Michelangelo and Raphael looked up in time to each get a face full of cookie dough. Screaming war, the two cookie faced turtles grabbed eggs from the counter and threw them at Donatello and Leonardo. Both ducked missing most of the eggs as they splat against the wall.
"Hey Mikey watch…" Raphael yelled. Not being able to stop, Michelangelo flung one last egg, which landed right onto Master Splinter's face. Everyone froze as they watched their sensei calmly wipe the egg off and looked at each of them.
"I prefer my eggs over easy, not scrambled," Master Splinter said. The guys let out a breath of relief and all started laughing until Master Splinter held up a hand. He pointed to the dojo.
"Ten flips," They asked in unison. Master Splinter nodded. The brothers made their way to the bathroom to clean up first. After that, they cleaned the kitchen and went into the dojo to do ten flips. Master Splinter stopped Michelangelo before going in.
"I expect breakfast in bed tomorrow, appoint each brother a task to help you," Master Splinter said.
"Yes, Sensei," Michelangelo said and went inside the dojo to tell his brothers what they had to do tomorrow.
~ I was at my parents house with my hands freezing cold. The oven was propped open and I stuck my hands in, then thought about someone hitting it shut, which it didn't happen thank goodness. That would have hurt! Hope you like :o) I know it's short but I didn't want to drag it out just to make it longer.