I'm surprised no one thought of this for a TMNT story. Well, anyway I do not own the TMNT or the show Trading Spaces, Trading Places, or any TLC show that deals with people going to another's house to redecorate it. I only own myself as the host of the show. This is not going to be an author insert story like some of the other stories I read and only include me as host cause I don't know the name of the host for the real program. This might be a couple chapter, depending on how things go and how people like it. On with the story.

The story begins...

The camera fades in to see a woman sitting against the back of a couch in the main living room. The woman gets up and starts idly walking around the room. The room is full of old, tattered, unfixed objects with the occasional new object planted somewhere in the room.

"Hello and welcome to another episode of Trading Rooms. I'm Tyler Wyndelle(that's me, I only changed my screen name a bit for plot, and it is not my real name either.) and I am here in the home of the legandary Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. We have come here by request of Master Splinter. This is why we are here to help with the request and have the brothers change another's room within 2 days time." Tyler calmly speaks, given the fact that she accidentally sticks her hand in moldy pizza, then falling to the ground when she steps onto a skateboard that went forward when she stepped on it, then trying to get up and the moldy pizza falls on her head, making the old toppings fall over her clothes.

The camera man is silently laughing during the whole thing, but couldn't hold it in when Tyler finished talking.

"That was hilarious, Ty, did you plan that before we started it or just made it up?" Jacob the camera man splurted between laughs.

"Jacob, it's not funny. No, that all was an accident. Now help me up." Tyler replied gingerly, trying to get the pizza off herself.

Jacob was to busy laughing and rolling on the floor to hear her.

"I am so sorry about the mess. Let me help you up. My sons are a bit messy." An old, gentle male voice spoke, putting out a hand to help the woman out.

Tyler instincively took the hand and got up on her feet. After picking off most of the toppings, Tyler looked up, gasped, and fell backwards over the old couch and onto the floor in front of the televison.

"Ahh! The Great Mole Rat!" Tyler screamed hysterically, causing the turtles come running out with their weapons drawn.

Tyler at this point was even more hysterical and pinned herself up into a corner screaming, then fainted. The last thing she remembered before blacking out was hearing someone speak.

"Can we keep her?" (we all know who that is who said that phrase.)

Tyler woke up laying down on the couch. Even though her vision was blurry at the moment, she saw a figure looking down at her from her right.

"Are you ok?" Jacob asked worriedly.

"Uhh. What happened?" Tyler asked, rubbing her head.

"Well, you went hysterical, fainted and hit your head on a bookshelf." Jacob replied.

Tyler sat up slowly.

"You ok?" A voice behind Tyler asked.

"Yes." Tyler replied, still rubbing her head.

"My name is Leonardo, pleased to meet you." The voice behind her spoke.

"Hi Leo."

"You know who I am?"Leo replied.

"Yes, and I know you three are Mike, Don, and Raph. Sorry about the comment about you being the Great Mole Rat, Master Splinter, you just startled me there for a second." Tyler replied.

"Apology accepted, Tyler Wyndelle." Master Splinter replied.

"Now, if we could do the entrance to the program one more time without any problems, that would be great."

The next take went great without problems. Jacob then slowly turns the camera to show the four turtles lined up with Splinter in front of them and between Don and Mike, Mike giving bunny ears to Raph and Don.

"We are now headed to each of the rooms to see the before pictures." Tyger spoke to the camera, but not being in the picture.

Jacob now walks over to the nearest room, which happens to be Mike's. It looked like several Level 5 tornados had hit the room. There was comics everywhere, one of th the bed sheets was hanging off a hook that was on the celing, the pillows were tossed into the corners with the covers on both lamps in the room, plates and wrappers were everywhere. There were also piles of stuff every where on the floor.

"Mike, how can you find anything?" Don asked.

"Easy."

Next was Don's room. It was sparkling clean compaired to Mike's. Don's bed was made, his stuff was in neat piles or put away. Next was Raph's room. It was reletively dirty, but not as bad as Mike's. There was a couple plates on the floor, some posters were torn, and a couple wrappers on the floor. Leo's was the cleanest. There was not a speck of dust anywhere, not a thing out of place, not a smudge of dirt.

"Mr. Perfect." Raph grumbled.

"Hey, I would be quiet if I were you." Leo replied.

"Make me!" Raph snorted, grining.

"I will!"

Leo lunges for Raph, starting a huge fight until Splinter comes into the room.

"Leonardo! Raphael! 30 flips, NOW!"

The room now is a mess, Leo's perfect room is a mess and things are now strewn everywhere.

"When we come back, we will separate them and have them swich rooms."

[ Several AFFLAC comercials play, a Snickers ad play, an ad for a show for another tv station plays, and an ad for Celebrex plays before the show come back on]

"And we're back to Trading Rooms. We are going to have Leo and Raph switch, and Don and Mike switch. They all have two days, and a thousand bucks, to re-decorate the room that was given to them. We will be filming during the process to see what has been going on during that time, and give you the finished product." Tyler replied.

End of chapter one. You guys want me to continue, or should I toss this story? If I am to continue, I need some choco-mint.