Day Four: Sacrifices for music

" Alright Mikey. Who do want to invite?" Taylor asked. It was a new day of party planing and she and Mikey were in his room. That was their new destination for planing the party due to Mikey's curious brothers.

" You mean other then the special guests?" Mikey assumed . Both him and Taylor were sitting crossed legged on his bed. In front of them lied a note pad and a list of guest they wanted to invite.

" Well, yeah." Taylor responded and picked up the note pad and a pen, " But we should probably write down their names anyway. So we know how many people we have."

" Right." Mikey nodded and started to name off their guest. Counting Mikey's brothers, their was a total of 32 people, plus Taylor and Splinter made a total of 34 people.

" Wow, this is a big party Mikey." Taylor noted as she jotted down the final names.

" Yeah, but that's if they all come." Mikey reminded.

" I'm sure they well." Taylor assured then flipped the page of the notebook, " So we have our party people, our decorations, what else do we need?"

" Umm, we need to decorate the actual room. We need to cook all the food. And, most important, the cake!" Mikey explained and threw his arms up in the air. If there's one thing about Mikey that everyone knows, it's that Mikey loves cake.

" We also need to make all the phone calls." Taylor pointed out and put that on their to do list.

" Right. So I think we should make the phone calls today, make the food tomorrow and decorate the cake on day six." Mikey explained and narrowed his eyes in concentration.

" What about music?" Taylor asked.

" Of course!" Mikey jumped up on his bed dramatically, " How could we forget about music?!"

Taylor shrugged and added music to the list.

" But what kind? We could have rock music, or country, or pop, or punk." Mikey began to name different types of music and jump on his bed.

" Mikey!" Taylor tried to yell but burst into laughter as she went up and down when Mikey bounced.

" Sorry." Mikey apologized with a red tint to his cheeks, " We should get started."

" Yeah. How 'bout your in charge of the music. And I'll make the phone calls?" Taylor suggested.

" Cool bro." Mikey agreed and headed off to do his job.

Mikey walked out of his room while Taylor stayed in there making the phone calls to their special guest. He headed towards Donnie's lab.

" Donnie!" Mikey shouted as he entered the purple masked turtle's main living area. Donnie spent probable 85% of his time in his lab. Mikey let out a little chuckle as he thought about how nerdy his older brother could be sometimes.

" What do you want Mikey?" Donnie's muffled voice came from under the stealth bike. He slid out from under it and took his goggles off. He seen his little brother leaning up against his desk with a ' I want something from you' look on his face.

" Dude, you have a little something on your face." Mikey laughed and pointed at his cheek to show Donnie where he had the grease smudge.

Donatello sighed and wiped his face clean. Then he got up and took a cloth to wipe his hands. Donnie walked over to Mikey and hovered over him. Mikey could almost sense the annoyance coming off of him. And he forgot how tall Donnie was, next to him, Mikey felt really, really short.

" What do you want?" Donnie repeated.

" Um, right, I need a boom box." Mikey told him.

" A boom box?" Donnie echoed Mikey's words and raised an eyebrow, " What for?"

" The surprise party." Mikey smiled nervously and rocked back and forth on his feet. He felt scared that Donnie might not build him one after he didn't tell him his party idea.

" Sure, I'll build you one-" Donnie agreed faster then Mikey expected.

" Great! I need it to plug into my T-phone." Mikey informed him and pulled his T-phone from his belt pocket that also held his nun-chucks.

" - on one condition." Donnie finished his sentence.

" Oh c'mon." Mikey moaned and put his T-phone back into it's pocket, " Fine. What is it?"

" Tell me your party plans."

" No way dude! No can do." Mikey rejected Donnie's idea.

" Then no boom box." He declared.

" What?! That's not fair. I really need it! Isn't there anything else I can do?" " Mikey shouted. He desperately need that boom box, how was he suppose to make his party awesome with no music?

" Nope." Donnie shook his head and was about to get back down on the roll-y thingy he uses to go under cars and stuff.

" Wait! I-I can wax your shell for you!" Mikey offered but only got a disgusted face from Donatello, " I can organize your lab! I can clean your room!" Mikey tried to come up with idea as quick as possible, but all got disapproved looks from Donnie, " You can have my pizza for a week!" Mikey said something he thought he would never say.

" Oh really?" Donnie challenged, this idea got him interested.

" Yeah, and I won't bug you or touch anything in your lab for a month!" Mikey added to his offer so it would be irresistible to Donnie.

The brainiac turtle hesitated for a moment. This offer was intriguing to the young genius, and a once in a lifetime opportunity. He couldn't refuse.

" Fine." Donnie gave in, " I'll make you your boom box."

" Thanks! Your the best Donnie!" Mikey cheered and jumped on his brother in a massive hug. When he let go, Mikey ran out of the lab and back to his room. He figured he might as well check in with Taylor.

Mikey ran through the living room and down the hall. He burst into his room, making Taylor scream and jump.

" Mikey! You shared the heck out of me!"Taylor shouted.

" Sorry." Mikey smiled and shut the door behind him, " How's it going?"

" Your lucky I just got off the phone, so they didn't hear me scream." Taylor continued to scold Mikey but went on to responding to his question, " But, good news. The originals can make it."

" Great!" Mikey squealed, " This party's going to be awesome."

" Yeah." Taylor agreed, " So how's the music going?"

" Good. Donnie's building me a boom box."

" Really?"

" Yeah. But I to give him peace and quiet for a month, and my pizza for a week." Mikey confessed, " But it's gonna be worth it."

" So what kind of music are we gonna have?" Taylor questioned.

" I was thinking a mixture of like, punk and rock. You know, music that has a steady beat and easy to dance too." Mikey explained his idea. Taylor nodded her head along as she agreed with Mikey's music choice.

" Ou! And we should have 'their' songs too." Taylor pitched her idea.

" Yes!" Mikey nearly shouted, he liked that idea so much, " I'll get started on the play-list right away!"

" Great! And I'll keep calling." Taylor announced and both turtle and girl went back to work.

Mikey walked out of his room to give Taylor some peace and quiet again. He walked down the hall and threw himself on the couch. He pulled out his T-phone and went on his T-tunes, an app Donnie invented to help keep track of all of Mikey's music. But the name was invented by yours truly.

" Alright let's see..." Mikey mumbled to himself and started to scroll through his music. Mikey chose a few of his favourite songs and some other ones he thought had a good beat. Then he went to the T-tunes store to download more songs.

" Whatcha doing Mikey?" Raph's voice took the youngest turtle by surprise and caused him to drop his T-phone.

" Raph!" Mikey shouted and bent down to pick up his phone. But Raph was too quick as he flipped over the couch and reach the phone before Mikey could, " Raph, give that back!"

" Why? Does it have your precious party plans on it?" Raph taunted and looked at the screen, " Music?"

" Raph!" Mikey yelled and ran at Raph. But his older brother was too fast and swiftly moved out of the way and held the T-phone in the air.

" Want it? Come and get it." Raph teased as Mikey attempted to jump. He couldn't reach it.

" This isn't funny Raph!" Mikey screamed and desperately reached for his phone, " I really need that!"

" Nah, I think I might keep it for a while." Raph decided. When it came to big brothers, Raph was the mean one.

" Raph, dude seriously. This isn't funny. I really need my phone for the music. How am I suppose to have a party with no music?"

" Tell me what your party plans are. Then I'll give it back." Raph smiled wickedly. His bright green eyes glowed with evil amusement.

" No way bro. I'll just use Taylor's T-phone." Mikey decided, remaining surprisingly calm. Even though the reason why his brothers were so suddenly interested in his party still puzzled the young teenage turtle.

Raph didn't respond. His face went to a blank expression as Mikey seemed to lose interest in his phone being stolen. Little did Raph know that Mikey's T-phone did have some of the party plans on it. As Taylor was writing them down, Mikey took note of them on his phone as well.

" Your no fun." Raph said flatly then he tossed Mikey back his phone.

" Haha! You fool!" Mikey laughed wickedly with an evil grin, " Dr. Trick-einstein for the win!" Mikey shouted and ran away with his hands in the air before Raph could chase him. Mikey ran back all the way to his room where he could be safe, leaving Raph in pure confusion.

Anyone have any guesses of what the party theme could be yet? I dropped a couple of hints, but hopefully didn't give to much away. Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading this story so far. I'll probably post another chapter today since I forgot to post one two days ago. A chapter everyday is my goal! Please enjoy and review! Thanks! :)