<div class="floatright">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/350/3/b/leo_by_jennyverse-d8a4zeh.jpg)(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/350/1/b/mikey_by_jennyverse-d8a4qi5.jpg)</div><strong>Chapter 3:  Pranksgiving</strong><br/><em>Leonardo vs. Michelangelo</em><br/><br/>It was looking to be a hard morning.  After the incident with Raphael and their new friend, April, Mikey had jostled the bees nest that was Leonardo's sense of duty.  The young woman was going to have a long, tedious day of hand springs and push ups more than likely.  Raphael was never too worried about it, since he spent most of his days that way just because of his constant horrible attitude.  For Mikey it was different.  She didn't like having any of her siblings mad at her.  That put a knot in her gut more than anything else.  But all was not lost!  There was one favorite past-time she could cling to; one small effort she could make that would change things in her favor.  It was the holiday that came at least twenty to thirty times a year.<br/><br/>"Pranksgiving," Michelangelo shouted as she sprang from bed.  The curvy girl hit the ground at a run, dodging walls to get to the den.  Donatello and Raphael were already up and watching tv, while Leo was surely out training or meditating somewhere.  Michelangelo was always the first one of the bunch to rise.  As she skid to a halt in front of the two, she shouted again, "Pranksgiving! Right?!"<br/><br/>Raph and Dona blinked.  They looked at each other.  They looked back at Michelangelo.  Their faces were odd masks of shock.<br/><br/>"Pranksgiving! I'mma prank Leo but good! And you guys can watch, kay?"  She put her hands on her hips and stood there for a moment, wondering why her brother and sister weren't saying anything.  After a frustrating minute, she let her hands fall in humiliation.  "I'm naked aren't I?"<br/><br/>Donnie grinned and nodded.  Raph covered his mouth to keep from laughing out loud.<br/><br/>Moments later, Mikey was properly attired in her shell and orange mask.  She had long since set to work on a proper trap for her older brother while the other two still sat nearby.  After a few minutes, she stood and clapped.  "Alright, alright! Okay, see, Leo.. he comes in here. It's the only way in. He's got to come through here. Okay, so he comes through here and ZAP! Donnie's stun gun hits him, half charge, right sis? I don't want to hurt him... sis?"  She looked up at her tech-savvy sister with a worried look.<br/><br/>Donnie finally turned and nodded.  "Yeah, huh? Er, sure. Half charge. I'm sorry, I'm trying to hack HBO to get info on the next Thrones season."<br/><br/>Mikey waved her off with a hand, then turned back to her beautiful contraption.  "But that's not all! While he's stuck there by electricity, POW! Cream pie right in the kisser! He never falls for that because he's too freakin' fast! But not this time! I got him! I really do! What do you think, Raph? ..Raph?"<br/><br/>The red-masked Turtle turned and blinked.  "Huh? Yeah, whatever, Mike. We'll see it when it happens! I'm watching Terminator 3, alright? Doesn't come on every day, yah know."<br/><br/>"It's come on four times this week and he's watched it all four times," murmured Donnie.<br/><br/>Raph turned to her with a sneer.  "Hey, I don't make fun of you when you stare at Kristanna Loken's butt every time, do I?"<br/><br/>Donnie's head sank as her cheeks turned bright red.<br/><br/>"Yeah, thought so."