31 Ghosts [voice]

[schrodingersghost]

I don't suppose anyone has any ideas on how you go about exorcising the entire city's water supply?

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[notfunnyraph.livejournal.com]

[Mikey chokes and drops the mug as the coffee screams, luckily the mug doesn't shatter, but the puddle of coffee on the floor could only account for less quarter of what was in there.]

It screamed! Never mind how much I drunk! It just screamed! As I was drinking it!

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[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

[Don is equally as horrified as the coffee in a completely different way. And the horror quickly gives away to exasperation. In what messed up world did a sip equal downing nearly an entire mug full of his precious brew?]

I might just scream, too.

[He's in agreement that the screaming was creepy, but it was still his coffee!

Now the remaining coffee is just making whimpering sobs. Don sighs and goes to get a towel, dropping it onto the spill and putting it out of its misery. It lets out one last cry of "Oh what a world, what a world!" as the cloth absorbs it.]

There. The horrible talking coffee is dead, Mikey.

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[notfunnyraph.livejournal.com]

[In the world of Mikey after having his bravery, no, his honour questioned!]

I could hear it screaming in my mouth Don.

[Mikey isn't sure if his honour was worth this though...]

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[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

[Point. Don sighs and reaches up to pat Mikey's shell. Oh, there would be "instant" karma for this moment of trauma once the caffeine hit, even though that wasn't really how karma worked. But for now, Don had to comfort his little brother.]

It's better that way, Mikey. I would have drank it slowly. You put it quickly out of its misery.

[His coffee! SOB.]

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[notfunnyraph.livejournal.com]

[Caffeine hasn't hit yet Don....but the clock is ticking Muhahahahaha!]

We could have not drunk it at all you know.

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[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

[Don knows he's doomed.]

But it's coffee! And the only coffee here. It's not like I can be picky.

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[notfunnyraph.livejournal.com]

So why did you give it to me...it tasted horrible.

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[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

Because I only expected you to take a sip, Mikey.

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[notfunnyraph.livejournal.com]

Dude you said I was scared of it. [What did you expect him to do!]

Ugh, [Mikey walks over to the fridge.] I gotta get this taste out of my mouth.

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[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

I expected you to only drink a sip. [Don reiterates his earlier statement, but this time, there's some irritation in his voice.]

... And it's not that bad!

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[notfunnyraph.livejournal.com]

Yeah it is.

...

[He's really going though that fridge.] You want anything Don? I could make some thing quick...or I could get started on Dinner...I could make Mystery Monster Pot Roast! Or Burgers!

...But what could we have with them with...?

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[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

[Don stares at Mikey for a moment. Already? First Don's coffee starts talking, then Mikey drinks all his coffee, and now Mikey's going to be rebounding off the walls, countertops, cupboards, furniture, and anything other unfortunate object that might be getting in the way.]

... Mikey, it's a little too late to start a pot roast. Although burgers sound good.

[Keeping Mikey focused on something might buy Donatello some time to escape. Except, not really, because someone had to watch Mikey, and Donatello would be the one fixing anything he broke while in this state. Watching him was the only way to reduce the amount of time he'd be spending on it

He gets up and goes over to the cupboards with canned food in them, opening them up and looking through them.]

Well, we have canned green beans, canned baked beans, canned peaches, canned
mixed vegetables, canned collard greens, canned corn, canned pineapple, canned crushed tomatoes, canned beats, and a bag of flour. Does any of that sound good?