Day1: Forgetful

It was late at night, the turtles were walking back into their secret lair in the sewers. They were all just coming back from a big krang fight. They all looked pretty tired, but they decided to watch some TV before going to bed.

Leo was the first to plop down on the couch. He quickly reached out to grab the remote but, Raph seem to get a sudden burst of energy as he dived for the remote as well. In the end, Raph ended up getting the remote control, he really didn't feel like watching a re-run marathon of Leo's favourite show 'Space heroes.'

" C'mon Raph! It's a good show!" Leo cried and tried to pry the remote of the red masked turtle's hands. But Raph, being stronger, yanked it away from Leo and started to browse the channel.

" It's a good show, if your a dork." Raph replied bitterly but there was a glint of amusement in his bright green eyes.

" Hey!" Donnie's voice piped up in the background, he was on his way to his lab but Leo's and Raph's conversation got him intrigued, " Apparently I'm classified as a 'dork' but I don't like that show. It's too unrealistic."

" How is it unrealistic?" Leo wondered doubtingly. He narrowed his eyes, challenging his younger brother to answer is question.

Donnie smiled, his missing tooth showing as he was more then happy to answer Leo's question.

" Well first off there's explosions. It's not possible to have explosions in space, there's no oxygen. And second they fire missiles, which is also impossible. They would have to have an enormous amount of pressure to send the missile to it's destination alone. There is no wind or air to help the missile travel through space and no gravitational pull to keep the missile from just floating around. And another thing-"

" Okay I get it!" Leo interrupted Donnie and folded his arms crossly. Donnie just shook his head amusingly and then continued to his lab.

" Come on Donnie! Hang out with us!" Michelangelo, the youngest of the turtles, called to Donnie from behind him. Mikey had just made his way into the lair.

" But-" Donnie began then stopped as Mikey dropped to the ground and clung to Donnie's ankle. Mikey looked up at his older brother with big pleading baby blue eyes. And Donnie looked down at his younger brother's pleading freckled face, " Fine." Donnie sighed and gave in.

Him and Mikey made their way to couch and sat down. Donnie sat beside Leo while Mikey sat in between Donnie and Raph.

" Ugh! There's nothing on." Raph growled. Leo brightened up and leaned forward so he could see Raph. Leo had a happy and expectant look upon his face.

" Does that mean I can watch space heroes?" He asked.

" Fine." Raph grumbled and tossed the remote control to Leo. Leo caught it with one hand and quickly went to his favourite show. Almost immediately he was lost in his show. The world around him was nothing but a blur of colours and noises as Leo transferred to his alternate universe.

" Can I go to my lab now?" Donnie wondered, " I want to finish my invention by March 30th."

All of a sudden a loud girlish squeal came from Mikey's mouth. The orange clad turtle jumped up from his seat and spun around to face his brothers.

" Guys!" Mikey began worriedly, " I can't believe we forgot!"

" Forgot what?" Donnie asked, cocking his eyebrow.

" Our 30th anniversary! Of our show!" Mikey exasperated and flung his arms in the air for dramatization. Birthdays, Christmas, Halloween, every thing that involved a celebration was important to Mikey. He loves parties.

" When is it anyway?" Raph questioned. He had his arms up on the back of the couch, for once Raph looked very relaxed instead of angry, or ready to jump into battle at any moment.

" The 30th of March! Duh, don't you guys remember anything?" Mikey reminded his brothers.

" I remember quite a bit actually." Donnie pointed out. Not that anyone needed to know, everyone already knows that he's a genius.

" So what are we gonna do about it? What kind of party are we gonna throw?" Mikey asked excitedly.

" Do we really need a party? Aren't we getting a little old for that?" Raph announced. He did have a point. They were 15 after all.

" What?!" Mikey let out a short gasp, " We are never to old for a party!"

" Okay! I was just asking." Raph said and held his hands up in a defensive position.

" So," Mikey continued, " What kind of party are we gonna throw?"

" Your the party expert." Donnie pointed out. He was never really the one for parties. The purple masked turtle enjoys more quiet and relaxed places. But unfortunately that doesn't happen a lot when Mikey's around.

" That's right, I am." Mikey nodded approvingly. You could almost see the pride glowing off of him, " And I'm gonna throw the best party ever!"

Hello and welcome everyone to my story! This will be just a short story, divided into short chapters like this one! It's strictly for amusement and for the fun of it. So please enjoy and review!

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