Stranger Things Could Happen
TMNT fanfic
Chapter 1: Four Golden Rules
By: Michelle
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DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or any characters associated with them (unless I created them). If I owned the TMNT, I sure as hell wouldn't be working at Wal-Mart.
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Venus looked around the turtle's lair and sighed. It was typical day for them. Michaelangelo was cooking dinner, Donatello was blowing something up in his lab, and Leonardo and Raphael were working each others last nerve. The place was a mess; Nothing new there.
She picked up an armful of towels out the bathroom and did her best not to trip on anything on the way to the laundry room. She wondered how they ever survived without her. Guys could be so lazy. Splinter wasn't like that and she knew he taught his sons better, but with him out on a retreat there was no hope for them cleaning anything soon.
It was definitely interesting living with the four of them. She learned many new things including the Four Golden Rules.
Rule Number One: Never eat Michaelangelo's jalapeno, horseradish, and Wasabi pizza. And if you did, make sure you got to the bathroom before the guys. The gods knew that once they started making runs, there was no hope of going back. Besides, who would want to? Four male turtles fighting over who's going to christen the throne next was not a fun venture. And Glade spray was useless in times like that.
Rule Number Two: Stay away from Raphael when he is in one of his moods which was ninety-nine percent of the time. She may be the woman of the house, but Raph certainly PMS worse than she did. He could get in a mood. Sometimes there were days when she wanted to tell him to take a Midol and shut the hell up.
Rule Number Three: Donatello's lab was for looking, not touching. Gods forbid you touch anything he messed with. Don't even think of cleaning over there either. He could get so particular about all his junk. And don't let him hear you call it junk. To him, it was scientific piece of equipment. She could only describe it like that because half his technical terms made no sense to her.
Rule Number Four: You must be a perfectionist to survive living with Leonardo. Everything had to be in perfect pose and movement when it came to katas. It was ridiculous sometimes. On top of that, he was neat freak. Gods forbid he woke up in the morning and didn't make his bed or something stupid like that. He could drive you nuts sometimes.
Venus sighed and placed all the towels in the washing machine. She was pretty sure they had a few things to say about her too. Like the fact that she preferred sushi and fruit over pizza and garlic ice cream. Or, that she didn't understand have the slang they used and had to have them continuously explain to her what they meant. Yeah, they probably had a few things to say about her too, but hey…Stranger things could happen.
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Wow. It had been a while since I wrote a TMNT fanfic. Let me know what everyone thinks.
I might have more chapters to this, but then again it's just as good being a one shot. If anyone wants me to continue, I'll add a few more chapters.
Thanks for letting me share my work with you.
Michelle