It's sort of plot-less. I don't even remember how I came up with the idea for it. Just another plot bunny that wouldn't leave me alone I guess.
Well, it's just a one-shot, where Mikey explains the meaning of life, along with a few of the unfair qualities in our favorite turtle's lives. It really doesn't have to be Mikey, but I decided to make it him, since, for one thing, I wanted to attach it to a character, and the other was that the way I wrote it, it was sort of scattered, the way Mikey, IMO, thinks.
Now, on with the fic!
Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever, own the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. If I did, there would be many more Mikey angst episodes, as opposed to the none they have now. I own nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Every ponder the meaning of life? I'm sure everyone has, me included. Yes, irresponsible, annoying, fun-loving, me. But how could I not? With everything going on, I can only wonder; why am I here? Why are my brothers and I fighting for a city there neither knows of our existence nor would want to? Of course, I've always been the most cheerful of my brothers; I'm not supposed to have any worries or concerns outside of comic books and TV. How wrong they are. But that's not what I'm here to talk about. I'm here to discuss the meaning of life.
Of course, you could always look in a dictionary. I sure as shell did.
Life- The property or quality that distinguishes living organisms from dead organisms and inanimate matter, manifested in functions such as metabolism, growth, reproduction, and response to stimuli or adaptation to the environment originating from within the organism.
That left me with a few questions. I mean, think about it. I'm a humanoid turtle (didn't think I knew what Don's been lecturing us about, did yah?). A human is an organism that does all of the above mentioned, so is a turtle. Now, that leaves me to wonder; why does anyone who sees me want to either A) run away screaming (or faint), B) try to kill me, or C) decide that I'd be a great science experiment? I could answer those pretty easily. People are stupid and ignorant. I have feelings too. I love, I fear, I'm happy, and I'm sad, just like everyone else, and yet, to most, I'm a monster. To them, I'm nothing. I am not Mikey, but a monster. Very rarely does anyone stay long enough to even know that I'm a turtle.
Again, I'm getting off topic. The meaning of life, ladies and gentlemen, is quite simple; it's whatever you want, or need, it to be. For example, I have a meaning of life, well, four actually. My brothers and Master Splinter. Of course, April and Casey are important too, but it's not the same. My world would come crashing down around me if I didn't have my brothers and father. We've been through everything together, before and after we ever went topside.
Now you must be wondering; aren't you talking about your reason for living, not the meaning of life? And my answer is what's the difference? If you don't have something to live for, then there is no meaning to your life.
Of course, that's all just a happy-go-lucky turtle's opinion, and what would I know about the meaning of life?
I don't really like how it came out. I really, REALLY want to make changes, but I'm not sure what. So, reviews and criticism would be much appreciated. Thanks!