Summary: Whilst in the bookstore, April comes across a rather interesting book, a book about turtles...against her better judgment she buys the book, and learns more about turtles, and the guys, than she ever wanted to...
Disclaimer: Don't own sadly. If I did, you'd know about it ;)
A/n: Sorry it's taken me so long to update this guys! :(
I think I accidentally left the gate open to my plot bunny farm and they all ran away…
But here's an update never the less. It just means that I'm going to have to try and figure out what to do for the rest of this story. If anyone has any ideas or prompts, please let me know! I am in desperate need!
The guys arrived five minutes later, crawling in through my living room window, absolutely soaking and dripping water onto my freshly cleaned carpet. Outside the storm still raged and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. I should have called the movie night off so the guys wouldn't have had to travel to my place in the cold rain. Oh well, too late now.
"Hey guys," I greeted, handing them each towel to dry off with. "Sorry, I should have called it off, not made you travel over here in the rain."
"It's fine April," Don assured me with a kind smile. "We needed a bit of a run anyway."
"Yeah, but that rain was cold," Mikey shivered, ringing out the tails of his bandana all over my rug.
"It's just a bit of water, Mikey," Raphael growled, shaking himself like a dog, sending droplets of cold water flying around the room.
"Well," I spoke up quickly, clapping my hands to get their attention, "I made a pile of movies in the living room that you may like. Why don't you guys go on ahead and decide what movie to watch whilst I order pizza?"
"Sounds good," Mikey said with a smile, licking his lips and rubbing his stomach in anticipation, before bouncing off into the living room, the others following behind the youngest turtle wearily.
I made my way into the kitchen and picked up the phone to order the pizza. Being around the guys for as long as I have their pizza orders have been memorised right down to the smallest detail. Mikey loves having everything on his pizza. And I do mean everything. Raph likes the classic barbeque meatlovers, Don likes Hawaiian, and Leo has supreme. I order my own Hawaiian pizza after learning long ago that these guys can eat a whole pizza and still have room for garlic bread. So after ordering the pizzas, garlic bread and three large bottles of Pepsi, I head back into the living room, more than ready to kick back and relax for the night.
When I stepped into my once clean living room, Raph and Mikey were engaged in a furious thumb fight.
"Okay Raph, winner takes all," Mikey said with a smile.
"Bring it on, Mikey," Raph growled.
They locked hands, thumbs poised.
"One, two, three, four, I declare a thumb war!" Mikey shouted.
Suffice to say, it was one of the weirdest things I had ever seen. Mikey had his tongue sticking out of his mouth and his brow furred in concentration. They rolled across the floor, grunting and cursing, their thumbs still locked in a fierce battle. They rolled into my coffee table and effectively knocked everything off it onto the floor.
Suffice to say the end result was a broken coffee table and lamp, and a victorious Mikey jumping around with glee, The Ring held triumphantly over his head.
"Why do I get the feeling I'm going to regret this?" I muttered, stooping over to righten my coffee table back up on its four legs.
"You and me both," Leo said, shaking his head at his younger brothers' antics.
"You guys start the movie," I said, heading into the kitchen. "I'll start making the popcorn."
"Are you sure you don't need any help?" Don asked, always the gentleman.
"It's alright, Don, I got it. You just relax," I smiled.
Popping the little bag of kernels in the microwave, I leaned against the counter, watching the turtles laugh and wrestle in my living room. I felt a smile tug the corners of my legs, and just hoped that none of them would find my turtle book.
A/n: Ideas come my way!