If you have an idea for a prank that April, Leo, Mikey, Raph, Donnie, Splinter, or even Spike can pull, you can tell it to me and I might consider putting it in!
New chapter coming soon, I promise!
The point sheet hung on the refridgerator, looming over Michelangelo, reminding the turtle that, so far, he was losing at the Prank War. He was determined to win this war, but was already getting left in the dust by April, Raphael, Donatello, and, most embarrassingly, Splinter.
After breakfast had ended and the war had officially commenced, everyone but Michelangelo had bolted from the kitchen table. They were each probably biding their time, waiting for the others to let their guards down. It would be hard to pull off a practical joke this early in the war, and Michelangelo knew that, but he was anxious to catch up with the others. His brothers would never let him forget that he lost! So, he hatched a plan.
"Hey, Raph, want to go skateboarding?"
Raphael looked up from his comic book at Michelangelo, who was smiling innocentlly at him, skateboard in hand. Every fiber of Raphael's being practically screamed, It's a trap! Though, skateboarding did seem tempting right now, and who would be crazy enough to try to prank anyone when the war had barely started thirty minutes ago? No one would fall for anything this early! So, he stood and tossed his comic book to the floor. "Sure, Mikey." If it is a prank, I'm sure I could avoid it.
Barely five minutes later, Raphael was skating with Michelangelo at the abandoned subway station Leatherhead had formerly lived in. They had a few contests to see who could skate down a railing the furthest (Raphael won all of them), some races, and practiced their tricks. When they got bored, Michelangelo started leading the way home.
"You were really good at those 360's!" the orange-masked turtle commented.
Raphael tilted his head, knowing something was up. His brother was trying to seem innocent, like he was hiding something. "Right. Thanks."
"And, man, you skidded down that rail for, like, a mile!"
"Uh, huh." Raphael sped up and walked in front of Michelangelo. He didn't notice his brother come to a stop behind him and kept on walking.
"Gee, Mikey, you need to practice your skating tricks! They were-WOAH!"
Raphael dropped his skateboard and felt himself lifted into the air at top speed, until he was almost near the ceiling. "AAAAAH!" Finally, he stopped rising, and when he took in his surroundings, he found that there was a rope tied tight around his ankle. The rest of the rope fed into a hole in a pipe near the ceiling, and a few feet down the pipe another hole had the rope running out of it, and the other end was held by Michelangelo on the ground. The orange-masked turtle tugged the end of the rope and Raphael rose a little higher in the air, suspended nearly twenty feet high with nothing but a mere circle of rope around his ankle keeping him there. "MIKEY!" One of his sai slipped out of his belt and clanged loudly on the ground. Raphael felt his red mask slipping off and quickly pulled it back to its regular position. "YOU'RE DEAD! I'LL KILL YOU."
"Can't kill me from up there, can ya?" Michelangelo taunted, dropping his skateboard to the ground to grasp his end of the rope with both hands.
"You call this a prank?" Raphael took out his remaining sai and jabbed it in his brother's direction threateningly. "When I get down..."
"Who say's you'll get down?" Michelangelo stuck out his tongue and lowered the rope, sending Raphael a little bit downward, then brought it back up, swinging him up and down like a pinata.
"This prank is not funny!" Raphael could feel the blood rushing to his head, and he was starting to get really dizzy.
"All right," Michelangelo called up to his brother,"But this one is!" He took a big large, plump blue water balloon from behind him and chucked it and his brother. It hit Raphael right between the eyes. For a moment, Raphael was completely stunned, then he burst.
"THAT'S NOT FUNNY!" Right as he said it, a water balloon soaked his right arm.
Even worse, the rope holding Raphael in the air started spinning in circles, so he did as well. Great, I'm spinning, hanging twenty feet in the air, and getting pelted with water balloons and teased. My day can't get any better.
"Hey, big, tough Raphie! Want some more water balloons?" Michelangelo chucked another, hitting his brother's plastron (he'd had years of practice with water balloons, so his aim was magnificent).
"No, I don't want more water balloons!" Raphael yelled, deflecting a yellow one from hitting his face. "Where do you even keep all of them?"
"That's for me to know and you to wonder for the rest of your life!" Michelangelo tied his end of the rope to a large pipe connected to the floor. Throwing one last balloon at his brother (hitting his back), he dashed down the tunnels and out of sight.
"Great. You're just going to leave me hanging here?" Raphael screamed, but there was no answer. He shaped his hands into fists and brought them sharply to his sides as he shouted "How long? I'll faint eventually from all the blood rushing to my head! I hope they disqualify you!" His words echoed, but there was still no answer. Michelangelo was already too far gone to hear him.
For a minute or so, all Raphael did was spin in circles twenty feet in the air, arms hanging uselessly. The leg that wasn't held by rope had fallen asleep, and by now, he was extremely dizzy. How demeaning. "This can't get any worse!"
He spoke too soon. About thirty seconds later, Michelangelo returned, and had brought company: Leonardo, Donatello, Splinter, and April. They all broke into a fit of laughter when they saw Raphael hanging there and soaking wet, and Leonardo and Donatello took pictures of Raphael with their T-phones.
"Hey, Raphie! How's the view?" Leonardo shouted.
"Don't call me that!"
The laughing continued. "I can't stand it, I just can't stand it!" Raphael complained. He thought over his options and found that they were slim: dangle there until Michelangelo thought it fit to let him down, or cut himself free with his remaining sai.
He had considered cutting himself free a few minutes before, but was worried that he might not land right, and it would hurt even if he did. But it was still better than his other option. He brought out his sai, and hooked one hand around the rope and began sawing on it with his weapon.
Everyone was too busy laughing to notice what Raphael was doing, except for Splinter, who was watching his son. "Be careful, Raphael!" he called up to him.
"Right, sensei, I'll keep that in mind!"
Snap!
Some of the threads of the rope broke and Raphael kept sawing. Finally, when he was down to a very few about of threads to snap, Leonardo finally looked up from Donatello's T-phone (the purple masked turtle had been playfully editing his photo of Raphael with his brothers and April watching). "Guys, look!"
Michelangelo, Donatello, and April looked up and gasped when they saw Raphael cutting himself free. "He'll fall!" April panicked.
"Well, thank you, Captain Obvious!" Leonardo said. "Mikey! Get him down!"
"Sir, yes, sir!" Michelangelo dashed over to his end of the rope he'd tied around the pipe earlier and tugged it loose. Then, slowly he brought Raphael down.
"Hey! I could get down by myself!" Raphael pouted as he was brought lower and lower. He stopped sawing at the rope and, when he was low enough, Splinter came over and helped him onto his feet.
Leonardo cut the rope off of Raphael's ankle. "That was close."
Raphael looked around at everyone. They looked to be holding their bursts of laughter back for the moment. "You guys are never going to let me live this down, are you?"
Michelangelo snorted. "Nope!" He threw one last water balloon at his brother.
"Poor move, Mikey, 'cause now I'm free and I can kill you." Raphael picked up the sai that had fallen to the ground earlier and chased after his brother, screaming death threats.
"Well, things are back to normal," Donatello sighed.
"One point for Mikey," April chanted. She'd positioned herself as the official Prank War scorekeeper.
"Let's try to keep it that way. I don't think Raph can handle another one of Mikey's pranks," Leonardo said.
(Scoreboard: Donnie: 1 Splinter: 1 April: 1 Mikey: 1 Raph: 1 Leo: 0 Spike: 0)
