Disclaimer: Completely fluffy chapter with no real purpose but to entertain. See author's note for details. Otherwise, enjoy!

"Splinter knows something April." Donatello was restlessly pacing April's living room floor, and had been for nearly a half an hour. "He knows something big, and he isn't telling us what it is!"

"Maybe he's trying to shelter you guys from something. He is your father, after all, and that's what fathers do." April was seated on her couch in her pjs, arms wrapped tightly around one of the fluffy pillows that resided there. Don didn't reply to her comment, just rubbed at his eyes stubbornly and continued to pace. April continued to watch him, and for the first time noticed that he had bags the size of Raph's ego under his eyes. "Don, I don't mean to be a nudge, but when was the last time you've slept?"

He stood stock still for a moment, computing what she had asked him, then turned and gazed at her with bleary eyes. He suddenly laughed, almost hysterically. "I have no idea."

She looked at him sternly, then spoke. "Go. Bed. Now." She pointed at her bedroom.

Don's eyes widened and he shook his head. "But April, what about my experiment? I can't go to sleep now, it's only half done!"

"I'll do it."

"But…"

"What, you don't trust me to do it right? Listen buster, I didn't get through college with a 3.9 GPA by tossing my hair and partying. I know what I'm doing." She flashed him a brilliant smile. "I'll take care of it. Now go- I just changed the sheets this morning." She shot a glance toward the sun that was just breaking over the horizon through her window. "Well, yesterday morning. Jesh, I think I've seen more sunrises since I've met you guys then in the rest of my life all together."

Don chuckled, then grew solemn again. "Fine. I'll be back after night falls." He started stumbling toward her fire escape.

"STOP. Turn." Don meekly followed her instructions. "I don't trust you to sleep when you get home. In fact, I don't trust that you'll GET home. Besides, if you do get there you'll want to try just one more experiment, or read just one more chapter of some book and you'll never go to sleep. This way I'll know for sure." Don still looked unconvinced. "C'mon, humor me."

He continued to sputter as April got up and forcefully took his arm, leading him into the bedroom. "But, but… It's your bed!"

"Damn right it's my bed. It's comfy and snuggle-rific, I've had all the sleep I'm going to get there today, and you WILL sleep there. I'm going to call the Lair and tell everyone that you're here for the day, and then I am going to continue to do research for you."

Don took a deep breath as if he was going to argue some more, then thought better of it and settled for just giving her a dirty look.

"You're lucky I'm too tired to carry on an argument." He said sullenly.

"Damn skippy."

They entered the bedroom with little trouble. Don did a sleepy double-take as he took in the room. "April, you are aware that your room is pink, right?"

"Yes."

"Oh good… Because you should know… what color every…thing is…"

April helped him strip off his padding and mask and set all of his accoutrements on her side table. He weakly protested, but was fading fast, especially when he was faced with a comfortable bed.

"Your bo is by the door. I'll be here when you wake up."

Don murmured wordlessly in reply, only half conscious. April smiled, grabbed some clothing from her dresser, and left the room. She had work to do.

Author's Note: Yes, that was a completely unneeded and utterly short, fluffy chapter. It originally was supposed to be the beginning part of the next chapter, but then that chapter was going to be waay too long, so I chopped this part off of it so I could post it today. A gift! (Or a bribe, whichever you prefer)

Look for the next installation (which has an actual plotline) tomorrow or by THE LATEST, Saturday!

Shout Outs:

Sporksareweird- Yes, our "Gollum" sides do tend to pop out at the most inopportune moments, don't they? Glad you like the story so far!

Lunar-Ninja- Say what you want about Buddism, but with 360,000,000 followers, they're doing something right. (And it's probably not that great of an idea to criticize people's religions- they could get touchy!) Thanks for reviewing!

The REAL Cheese Monkey- Yes, I follow that principle for judging good fics too. lol!

Isis-Lament- Yeah, Master Splinter never really stuck me as the most technological savvy person around. Kinda reminds me of my grandparents… who I had to teach how to cut and paste… again… lol!

Misterfooch- Thanks for clearing that up! Hope you're enjoying the fic!

Pacphys- Of COURSE Splinter knows! He is the all-knowing rat-man! (Dun da-dah!) lol! Well, all-knowing-except-in-the-technology-department-rat-man. : P

TBreader- Thanks for reviewing!