Casey awoke with a long yawn, staring out the window for a moment to try and get used to the light. After about two or three minutes he stood stretching before heading downstairs.
The teen went into the kitchen, still only half awake as he poured himself a bowl of cereal. He grabbed a spoon and went out to the living to have his 'meal'. It wasn't until after he finsihed, put away the bowl, and turned on the TV did he notice the absence of a certain someone. Donnie.
Casey called for the turtle a few times, even looked in his room, but not a trace of the terrapin was there. That's when realization struck. He hadn't even seen the genius leave the lab last night.
The teen walked out of the house, careful to close the door behind him before walking across the dewed over grass toward the barn. As soon as he opened the door, he spotted exactly who he had been looking for, asleep at the work bench. Casey chuckled to himself before walking over. Time for a little revenge.
He crept up close, a goofy grin on his features before leaning down right next to Donnie's head. With a deep intake of breath, he released a loud, whooping "GOONGALAAA!"
The terrapin awoke with a yelp- he wasn't exactly expecting such a rude awakening. Hr glanced at Casey, then his workbench vefore his eyes went wide. Don scrambled to cover up his new project.
"WHY did you find it necessary to- why are you even IN here!?" He spoke with a hint of acid in his tone, finally covering it all with a tarp of sorts as his cheeks tinged with a light pink.
"Well, it IS twelve in the afternoon. I thought you'd wanna wake up some time today to do... Whatever it is that nerds doing." Casey replied with a shrug, a sort of smirk on his face. Though, now he was curious. "What're you working on anyway?"
"That's for me to know, and you to never find out. Leave." If looks could kill, Donnie would have murdered Casey in cold blood on the spot.
The teen raised his hands in surender, turning to head for the door. He'd need a plan if he was going to check out the new invention. No one keeps Casey Jones in the dark.
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The Convenience of Family Camping Trips
RandomIn efforts to get both Casey and Donnie to stop snipping at eachother, the others form a small camping trip of four- to leave the both of them alone in the Farmhouse to sort out their own problems. It works a little too well. (ON HOLD)
