Thanks for the reviews guys, hopefully you enjoy the next installment! Sadly I still don't own the turtles :(
When the first alarm went off Donny was so deeply asleep that the blaring noise worked itself into his subconsciousness. The high pitched 'beep beep beep' slowly dragging him from slumber with images of malfunctioning Footbots clinging to the edges of his memory as he awoke. By the time he disentangled himself from the dream the loud beeping had stopped but Donny was already mostly awake, blinking up at the ceiling of his bedroom. What the heck had that been about? He turned his head to see what time it was, frown deepening when he realised his digital bedside clock was no longer there. "Huh...?" he mumbled groggily, lifting his head from the pillow. He reached out and fumbled around on his bedside table but his T-cell didn't seem to be there either. He'd definitely left it there when he came to bed. Something weird was going on.
Donny gave up his search when another round of beeping started up, this time faster and at a lower pitch. The brainy turtle levered himself up from his bed in response to the sound, one hand rubbing sleepily at his bare eyes he stumbled to his feet and shuffled across the dark bedroom. As soon as he opened the door not only did the beeping grow louder, but now he could hear someone grumbling. Donny leant against the doorframe, head sweeping up and down the corridor in sleepy confusion. His ears picked up a muffled thud then this current round of beeping was also cut off and everything was silent again. A quick scan told him that his brothers doors were closed which probably meant they were still fast asleep, but Scarlett's bedroom door was wide open as usual, a habit she'd never changed in all the time she'd lived with them. He was fairly certain that the beeping and cursing had come from her end of the hall...
Sure enough just a few seconds later yet another alarm started to sound and this time Donny instantly recognised the familiar 'blink blink blink, blink blink blink' melody of his own personal T-cell wake up call. This was immediately followed by Scarlett's sleepy voice as she reacted to the noise with obvious irritation, louder now and cursing a blue streak that was certain to earn her a solid week's worth of backflips if Master Splinter heard her. Judging from the various thuds and rustling noises it sounded like she was in the process of turning her room upside down. Donny suppressed a smile as his sleep fog cleared and realisation dawned, this was Mikey exacting revenge for the mentos prank. His little brother had obviously stolen the T-cell from his nightstand, reprogrammed it then hidden it in Scarlett's room to wake her in the middle of the night as punishment.
Donatello shuffled his way down the hall as quietly as he could and when he reached the doorway to Scarlett's bedroom the fledgling grin grew to overtake his face when he saw the chaos that had erupted within the tiny space. Clothes were strewn across the floor along with a rumpled pile of bedclothes and pillows. The contents of her backpack were emptied out and mixed in together with her skateboard and small collection of shoes. Considering how little the kid owned it was amazing how much of a mess she'd managed to create.
Donny cleared his throat then barked in his most authoritative voice, "Do you have any idea what time it is young lady?"
Scarlett, who'd been searching under her bed for the blaring t-cell, let out a yelp then a loud curse when her cranium connected with the base of the bed. Scooting out backwards she swivelled on her knees to glare at Donny, clutching the phone in one hand while she rubbed at the bump on her head with the other. When he saw how rumpled and grumpy she looked he couldn't help chuckling.
"Laugh it up," she grumbled as she swiped on the phone, turned off the alarm, then threw the device onto the bed to join the missing bedside clock and what looked like Raph's iPod "I have no idea how many more of these Mikey has stashed in my room."
Right on cue another alarm began blaring with a loud "blarp blarp blarp". With a snarl Scarlett launched herself towards the sound, shoving Donny aside with one hand to find that her own t-phone had been gaffer taped to the back of her door and was bleeting away merrily. Donatello moved from the doorway to sit on her bed and watched with amusement while she ripped at the layers of tape, a snarl pulling her lips back from her teeth as she tried to free the device from the heavy wood. "C'mon you stupid piece of...ah ha!" With a few quick movements of her fingers the phone was silenced and she tossed it to land with the others on her mattress. In the silence that followed she and Donny strained their ears, if Mikey was...well, Mikey, then another alarm was about to go off any second.
"What the shell are you two doin?" Raph's seething tone proceeded his appearance in the doorway and this time Donny jumped as well as Scarlett. "Do you have any idea what time it is? Some of us are trying to sleep..." the stocky turtle glared around the small room with bleary eyes then fixed his amber gaze on Scarlett "...why does your room look like a bomb hit it?"
"It's Mikey," Scarlett snapped back, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring right back, "he's hidden a bunch of alarms in my room and set them to go off randomly to keep me awake all night." When her discarded backpack began vibrating as it emitted a cheerful 'bip bip bip bip bip bip' she squinted at Raph while pointing at the offending item with an I told you so look before picking her way through the mess in her room to snatch up the bag and begin searching through its zippered side pockets.
Raph watched as she pulled out an extremely battered looking t-cell from her backpack and his eyes narrowed. "Is that my phone?"
Scarlett shrugged, silencing it before tossing it to him. "Probably," she replied "and I'm pretty sure this is yours too." She plucked an iPod from the pile and handed it over.
Donny winced as Raph looked slowly between the two devices, realisation dawning on his older brother's face quickly followed by anger. Middle of the night pranks were not something Raph had much patience for let alone...
"That little shit went through my room." Raph snarled a second before he turned and stomped away.
Donny and Scarlett spared a glance for each other then scrambled after him, only stopping when they reached Mikey's bedroom door so they could watch as Raph flung it open and barged straight in. From the dark recess there came the sound of a scuffle punctuated by sleepy protests and one dull thud of flesh on flesh. "Stay outta my goddamn room Mikey," they heard the red banded turtle demanded threateningly. Seconds later Raph was back, pointing a threatening finger at the two of them as he added "and you two shut the hell up so I can sleep." Then he disappeared back into the darkness of his own room leaving them standing gaping at each other in the cold corridor.
"Night Raph." Mikey's voice called out on a groan and Scarlett clapped a hand over her mouth, horrified amusement replacing the irritation that had been there less than a minute ago.
"You ok in there Mikey?" Donny drawled with a whisper, only mildly concerned for his little brothers well being.
"Ugh, I got hit by the night train" the youngest turtle replied sleepily "toot toot."
Donny rolled his eyes, "I think he's fine," he said dryly "I'm going back to bed."
Scarlett nodded, "Me too I guess," she whispered "night Mikey," she called softly into the dark room of the orange banded turtle.
"G'night Scar," came the immediate answer followed by a slightly sheepish, "maybe check under your mattress before you go back to sleep ok?"