It was 9:45 in the morning, Since Michelangelo didn’t come out to make breakfast, Leonardo, Raphael and Donatello had to try and make breakfast, you were sleeping in.

Donatello: “Toast is done!”

Donatello exclaimed, hitting the toast that jumped out of the toaster with his Bō staff to Leonardo, which Leonardo held a plate out with a big grin, only for the toast that was flying at him to hit the plate and break it, also knocking Leonardo down. Leonardo grunted as he hit the floor, catching one of the toast with his mouth, sitting up, he took the toast out of his mouth and looked at it.

Leonardo: “Might be a little..Over done, Donnie.”

Leonardo corrected, Raphael held a red-orangish cup up in the air with a smirk, slamming it on the counter, two orange’s in his other hand.

Raphael: “Orange juice, Coming right up!”

He shouted, throwing both orange’s in the air, grabbing his Sai’s, spinning them in his hands before jumping up and stabbing the orange’s with both Sai’s, landing on the table, squeezing them together, though he missed the cup, Donatello had a deadpanned expression as he held a cup, as Raphael adjusted where he sprayed so he could try to get the orange juice in the cup, the orange juice seemed to hit Donatello’s eye, he didn’t reacts for a few moments, until he yelled.

Donatello: “It stings! it stings!”

Donatello cried out, running around, Leonardo, who recovered from the “toast attack”, was now at the stove with a pan, trying to crack two eggs, but Donatello ran into Leonardo, both of them falling to the ground, chaos erupted in the kitchen as Donatello’s foot hit the pan, making it fly up into the air and hit Raphael, knocking him down, two eggs flying and hitting Raphael, He stood up and turned around, the two eggs blocking his vision.

Raphael: “Donnie! I told you scramble!”

Raphael pointed, seemingly..Somewhere- he put his hands on his hips as the eggs fell from his eyes, to his chest, making him look like he has..Uh…boobs, but with eggs.