His shell cell buzzed under his pillow - it awoke him, but hopefully the noise was deadened enough that all sensitive ears in the lair belonging to the light sleepers would not be disturbed. He quickly silences the 'bullshitter' alert and slips out of his bed, leaving off his bandana and other items for the moment sneaking to the little prank box from its place hidden between comics and figurines on the shelf,double checking the contents to make sure it was all there.
The lurid, violent pink do rag and make up. Water soluble glue and day glo rainbow mohawk wig. And the Greek letter keyboards that should add to a bit of confusion with the week of changing normal coffee for decaf... hehehe not one of his brothers were safe today.
Grinning evilly and making sure to move in utmost silence Mikey slid out of his room and like a ghost - into each brothers room one after the other each task carried out with utmost ninja precision and stealth even accounting for his usual lack of focus, lingering sleepiness at the god awful early hour and his shell.
Now to gather the popcorn - a big bowl of the buttery salty stuff,
And park himself carefully on the couch edge, ready to flee -
"he he he..."
and I'll do my best to do a good Mikey.