"And here I present to you.. walah! The Lair..." Mikey said with a flourish.

I faked gape.

"Whoa! That is so awesome!!"
Aye.

As awesome as a house you live in yourself. Meh.

"You got a tire-swing!"

Mmhhmm...

"Oh, kitchen!"

That's what I'm talking about.

"Hey wait stop!"
I ignored Donnie as I skipped over to the fridge. Practically raiding all the food.

"Itadakimasu!"

"You can't do that!"

"Fhwath?" I mumbled through mouth full of gummy worms, looking at Donnie with a raised eyeridge.

"You can't just barge into someone's house and started eating their food!"

"Uhuh. Okay." I said half-hearted, walking away from the fridge I just raided and flopped down to the sofa.

Cue Donnie groaning and locking himself up in his lab. Eh. Typical.

Mkay.

What to do.

What to do.

What to do.

"Hey Mikey, when's the pizza comin' ?" I asked out of the blue, looking at my orange clad little bro- I mean! Big brother upside-down.

I don't know why but I like being upside-down.

Don't ask.

...It's a Bat thing.

Did you see???? The pun???????

"Should be about.. twenty or thirty minutes."

I groaned.

Why is the world so unfair. Whyyyyyyyy??????????

...

....

...this message was brought to you by Coca Cola.

I don't even like sodas what the heck.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked at Mikey who's been staring at me with this huge goofy smile for the last thirty seconds.

Creepy.

"Raph said you're fourteen."

"And?" I drawled, watching as Mikey sat down beside me.

"So that means you're younger than me."

"Uhuh. So?"

"So......," He then suddenly kneeled down infront of me, like one of those guys in cliché romance soap operas Splinter likes to watch when they're proposing.

Wait, hold up. What.

My eyes widened and I quickly sat up. Staring at Mikey.

"What are you doing?"

Mikey sighed in this very dramatic way and looked to his feet.

"Ao. I know that we just met for few minutes-"

"Fourty-eight seconds and counting."

"-fourty-eight seconds and counting, but I really really wanted to do this so.." He then takes out a large Koko-Krunch box that came out of nowhere and proceeded to shove it into my hands.

I eyed him carefully as I rumaged inside the box. Taking out a brightly coloured green Ring Pop.

Ooh! It's green tea flavour!

Wait.. did that flavour even exist?

Oh well. Whatever.

"Will you be my little brother?" Mikey hastily said, giving out tHIS REALLY ADORABLE PUPPY EYES AWW HOW CAN I RESIST-

I coughed few times just to avoid my face from turning as red as Raph's mask.

That eyes are so unfair. How can anyone resist those damned shiny big blue eyes just- dangit.

"Yes Mikey, I will be your little brother." I said, seriously

I mean, eh, why not.

I swear. I saw rainbows and fluffy pink nyan cats coming out from the background as Mikey squealed and practically jumped up and down.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" He screeched, hugging me tightly as he twirled around like a madman.

"What's going on over there?"

"PIZZA!" I screamed and high-tailed my way to the upcoming redhead A.K.A April.

"Wow. Looks like we got another turtle on board, what's your name?" April spoke up as I grabbed two pizzas from the box she carries. And Casey is gaping like a fish behind her.

Ha. I'm living in a World of Goldfish.

I stared at her with a slice of pizza in my mouth and another in my hand. I take another bite and smiled at her.

"My name's Jeff." I said in right before I snatched a box of pizza right from her hands.

I ran away fron her, cackling like the Evil Witch from Dora The Explorer before sitting down beside Mikey. Ignoring April and Casey's gaping face.

"Little brother has brought food." I said.

Mikey nodded.
"Thank you little brother. Big brother appreciates your effort." He said solemnly.

"Little brother noted your gratitude."

And then we dig in.

"Oh hello April. Don't mind the green-scarf-wearing-frying-pan-wielder turtle over there. He's mental." Raph said as he walked in, grabbing a pizza from April as both Mikey and I protested.

"Hey!"

"Says the Hothead!" I yelled, sticking out my tongue at Raph's deadpan face.

"You call yourself 'Batman'."

"I am!"

"You broke into someone's apartment."

"Nobody lives in there anymore."

"You said 'No, this is Patrick!' at the Foot."

"It was a rare moment! I need memes! Fite mehh.."

"You chased Tiger Claw all around the Foot HQ."

"Mhmm."

"You hit Shredder with a frying pan."

At that, everyone paused. Even Mikey with his pizza midway into his wide open mouth.

Oh hey look, Donnie is outside of his cave again. Ha.

"You hit- what!" Donnie asked incredously, looking at me in shock.

I shrugged and pat Stephen on my side.

"Hey. It was either listening to him giving out three-hours evil speech or knocking him out. Your call."

"I don't know guys, but he's pretty chill to me." Casey said, finally snapping off from his trance as he sat down oh-so-casually beside me.

"Casey Jones."

"Ao. Fourteen and counting. Grafitti artist. Nicknamed 'The Ghost' at subways because people are scared of my laugh,-don't ask-. No, I don't have salmonella. My specialty is teasing Hot-Head into insanity, and I like turdles." I rambled, popping a pepperonni into Mikey's mouth.

Don't get me wrong, but I actually dislike pepperonnis. I think they tasted weird.

Like, you are eating a piece of meat that is partly dried and thin and salty and just.. okay I'll stop.

Do you see my suffering when I eat pizza as Leo??? Do you see???

...Nah ya don't.

"Fourteen? What a rough time. Umm.. are you originally a person or a.. turtle?" April asked.

That made me pause for a moment.

Okay. Mind Palace go.

I can tell them I'm a turtle, but that's a bore. A human? Too far-fetched, and hoomans are boring. I can always tell them the truth since they don't even know that I'm Leo, but I can't risk it. Yet.

I mean, come on guys, how am I supposed to tell them that I originally started out as a Siren?

"I am originally a living breathing being. That's for sure." I said, my face is blank with no trace of emotion.

"So your name is..?" I asked quickly to change the subject, with a faked curiousity enthusiasm.

Blank face is not Ao. It's Leo. If they caught up with it, I'm doomed. Blank face is too risky. I repeat. Too risky. Abort abort.

"I'm April O'Neil."

"Nice ta' meet'cha." I saluted, grinning as I winked at her.

April looked surprised and confused, but I don't mind her. I was watching Donnie going all rage mode as smokes literally came out from his ears. Like Popeye.

....Aye? Aye.

....The Fault In Our Spinach. A Popeye and Olive Oyl Love Story written by Stephanie Meyers with forwords by Conan O'Brien.

.......Coming to you by the nearest fruit stall.

What am I doing.

"Hey dude, what's that?" Casey asked, pointing at the Ring Pop on my pinkie which made all attention turned to me.

Yea. Watch me. I am a Superstar.

Peasants.

"Oh this? Well, I got news for you." I cleared my throat and stood ontop of the couch.

With a dramatic flourish and very dramatic inhale which made me nearly coughing, I presented them the bright green Ring Pop. Smiling widely.

"I am enganged." I sighed happily.

Raph spluttered out his drink.

Wait. Where did he get that coke from?

"You are- what?!?!"

"Mikey proposed to me ten minutes ago. I said yes." I said, as the whole place grew silent and still.

Mikey grinned proudly alongside with me. Casey coughed awkwardly as April shoved him on the ribs. Donnie gaped. Raph looked like he's torn between fainting or getting mad.

"You can't get married!" Donnie exclaimed.

"You just met!"

"It's true love!" I shouted, my hand reaching for Stephen just as Raph reached out to stop me from turning Donnie into a pancake.

"Wait. Kid. Lemme get this straight. Mikey proposed to you?"

I stuck out my tongue.
"Yes. Why? Jealous?"

Raph sent me a deadpan look.
"No. Definitely not. I'm just not trusting my baby brother to you."

"Someone's overprotective.." I sang, plopping back down to my seat.

"I'm not! You're just.. not a good influence to Mikey."

"I saved your sorry shell one too many times already Hot-Head! Atleast give me your blessing!" I yelled, putting on my act as an angsty rebellic teen. Haha.

Loki Laufeyson, anyone?

"What?! Heck no!"

"Fine! We will run away together to Scotland and live there for the rest of our lives! We'll play bagpipes forever and make terrible yodels of how much of a terrible turtle you are!" I screamed, pulling Mikey out towards the exit.

"Let's go Big Brother. Little Brother will take you to someplace better."

"Can we go to Norway too?"

"Meh. Why not?"

"Cool. Let's go."

"Whoa whoa you two. Where do you think you're going?" Donnie said as he blocked our way. With a stern look on his face.

Look who's the Mother Hen now.

"We're moving to Canada." I deadpanned.

"No you're not. Get back to your seats and if you're being good, I'll make you milkshakes."

"Vanilla?"

"Yes."

"With oreos?"

"Yep."

"Deal." I made a bee-turn back to the couch and sat down as Donnie disappeared into the kitchen. Mikey sat beside me too, with Raph calmed down sitting not too far from us.

April scratched her head in confusion.

"What just happened?"

Heyo potatoes! So sorry for the late update! *hides under couch* pleasedontkillme

So uh. Yeah. Green tea flavoured Ring Pop. I don't even know if that existed.

I hope this is sufficient enough. Next chapter is on the write. I swear, I feel my mind is going nuts. And my back is still sore from the roadtrip. Uggghhh.

And Ao is actually a Siren! Ye. You didn't see that coming? *derp face*

Oh yeah, I got a new account guys. It's for my original stories, so check it out : TAWardojo_Writes

Thank you and see y'all later potatoes!