With some effort, T was quickly able to clean- or at least hide, the mess in the living room. All the while keeping an eye on Who and trying to detach herself from Raph. Her friend was just a beer away from becoming a full on molester but the team's leader was too drunk to care at this point. Meanwhile, the blonde had just as hard of a time parting a sleeping Donnie from his wine cooler as keeping the intoxicated red masked turtle from trying to "eat" her again.

Finally all that was left was to dispose of all the bottles. With two bags full T made her way to the kitchen to dump them deep into the trash can.

"Miss T?"

The girl stopped dead in her tracks. She looked from the sensei to the giant bag of beer and wine bottles in her hand.

" Hehe~ Ooooooo marshmallow got busted" The red masked ninja chuckled, hugging her from behind again.

Splinter stood there in silence, staring at the bottles in T's hand, and the intoxicated Raph clinging onto her.

"Master Splinter it's not what it-"

"And what exactly is it to supposed to look like?" The rat inquired.

"IT'S A BALLOON PARTY!" Who hollered from the other room, falling into a fit of laughter at her joke.

"...Ok, so things got a little out of hand" the blonde girl stated, turning to release herself from the hothead's grip. As she turned her head, the light hit her just right.

"What is that on your neck?!" The sensei asked, an edge of anger rimming his voice

Confused the blonde reached up to touch her neck. "My-" That's when she reached the tender spot where Raph had- "Oh no! Oh god no! Master Splinter-"

Just then the girl felt two big arms circle her waist again. "Heeyyy Marshmallow, c'mere and let me have another bite~" The red turtle churred.

T grimaced and turned to see what Splinter's reaction was. But she turned to find the sensei's face strangely calm. Almost too calm. "...Master Splinter?"

"Miss T, I would suggest you get some rest. Because first thing tomorrow you ALL are to report to the dojo to receive your punishment!" The rat decreed, his tail twitching angrily.

"But I-!"

"Good night Miss T!" Master Splinter said, dragging his intoxicated son by his mask tails away from the blonde.

From the living room, she heard some very sharp reprimanding, then whining as the sensei separated (supposed) molester from molestee, and dragged both his sons away to their rooms.

Once they were gone, T reluctantly trudged her way back to the living room to the armchair to brood. Her friend was on the couch staring at the ceiling when she came in.

"Heeeyyyyy! It's the marshmallow again! Man that was- *hic*- a great party! But you know... I never did find that cutie's joystick" The dark haired girl pouted.

The blonde rolled her eyes and turned over. " Oh just shut up and go to sleep!"

7:00 AM Sharp. Master Splinter hadn't been kidding about his threat. Despite his sons being hungover, each one of them dragged their tired bodies to the dojo once they heard him using his native tongue to call them with something in between a command and strong cursing. Only the eldest brother knew, judging by his expression.

"Again! Raise those blocks!" The sensei commanded, drilling them for the hundredth time that morning.

"Master Splinter, we're… we're exhausted. Can't we just take a little break?" Mikey pleaded, collapsing to his knees

"Consider your sleep time a break!" The rat growled through his teeth. "Again! From the top!"

The exhausted group groaned as they started over once again. After a few more run throughs, Splinter paired them off to practice a kata he had assigned to each. He made extra sure to separate the "couples" from the night before.

"My head… why do I even have a head? Is a head so necessary?" Who groaned as she tried to concentrate on her movements.

"I'm not even going to dignify that with an answer" The genius sighed, mirroring her steps.

"Hey witch! You wanna whine about headaches, then get in line! I'm gonna be taking painkillers for a month!" The hothead hissed over his shoulder.

"Make that two" Leo groaned. "I've never felt this sore in my whole life!"

"Quiet! Your katas will be finished in silence, no talking!" Master Splinter commanded.

For a few moments, all was silent in the dojo.

"Psst! Hey T, you know I was thinking we should totally do this again! Only this time it would probably have to be at your place, so... you know we won't get caught again." The orange clad ninja whispered.

The girl stopped in her tracks. "...What? Mikey why in your right mind would you EVER want to do this again?" The blonde hissed. The youngest grinned and nudged her with his elbow.

"Oh c'mon T lighten up! Maybe next time you should have a few drinks so you can relax a little."

The blonde glared at him, her fists clenching. "...Mikey, you have to the count of 3. 1..."

"Uh.." The youngest turtle stepped back not sure what to do.

"2.." The girl continued, stepping closer to him. Mikey turned and started running with a yelp.

"3!" The girl ran after him with a growl. By now the others had stopped to watch the show.

Leo wanted to intervene but Splinter just held up his hand. "If Michelangelo is to learn, he must realize when to quit while he's ahead, my son. Now, if you all do not wish to suffer the same fate you will continue this instant!"

Raph shrugged. "Chased by mad T or do katas... I'll take the first!" With that the hothead joined the chase.

"For once Red is right about something!" Who exclaimed, running to join in, followed quickly by the last two turtles.

Leonardo looked at a loss how his brothers and female guests broke lines. "Guys, wait! We're supposed to-"

"-no"

"S-Sensei?"

The rodent sighed heavily. "I believe it is time for me to take a break. Leonardo, make sure you and your brothers leave this place clean after you are done"

The leader grimaced as he heard a crash in the background. "Yes father."

Once his son was gone the old Rat turned towards the living room and sighed. "I'm getting too old for this…"