A/N- Hello guys! This is my first TMNT fanfic and I hope that everybody will enjoy it. I've written about three Rocket Power stories so far and I'm currently writing my third. My first official story was ((Things Will Always Be The Same) Rocket Power fanfic) and it really isn't that good. My recent story is more up to date than anything. I like the TMNT. I grew up watching them and I'm really excited that they made new episodes (I'm babbling a lot, I know). Let's get down to business. During this story, I will be working on my dialogue. I don't have "problems" with dialogue, it's just that I have a hard time coming up with words such as; instead of he/she "said", I want to use more words like "she/he "exclaimed", "muttered", "shouted", you know words like that. It will be really awesome if anybody helped me out on that. Okay, this story is revolved around after the 2007 TMNT movie. There is a pairing, which is LeoXOC. My OC is NOT a Molly Sue or whatever the hell they're called. I HOPE she isn't. She isn't "perfect" and not everybody loves her, so I hope that you people don't think she is one Oh and if you don't like OC's, then just simply don't read this story. Simple as pie. Yummy! I need to quit babbling. I present to you the first chapter of my story. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT. I do however own this story and my original character. I'm just borrowing the characters to make a plot of my own :)
To Be or Not To Be…..Happy?
The orange masked turtle flips through the channels without giving any time for the TV to respond. Obviously he is bored. His eyes are drooping every single time he flips a channel. He regrets staying up the night before, trying to break his record of staying up for as long as possible, obviously he succeeded.
He and the rest of his brothers had early practice that morning, but that wasn't new, they had practice every morning. On Sundays though, it was considered a "fun" day. They would challenge each other to duels, trying to see if one brother could outwit the other with their technique, skill, or intelligence. They all pushed each other to become a better ninja, the best ninja, like their Master Splinter, who happens to be a rat.
Hamoto Yoshi is actually his real name. He wasn't always a rat. Once upon a time he was a man, a man with a family, until that all changed for him. Long story short, he lost his family and gained a new one. He found four baby turtles covered in "ooze" and he accidentally came in contact with it. The "ooze" made them have human-like abilities. Since this accident happened, he moved them to the sewers, making a new home for his new family, and they lived down here ever since.
The orange-masked turtle's eyes were now completely shut, while still holding the remote in his hand. His head is resting on top of the sofa, with his mouth barley open, open enough for little snores to escape it.
A red masked turtle noticed his brother sleeping with the TV on….again. He rolled his eyes with a comic book in his hand and walked over to where the sleeping turtle was. He grabbed the remote harshly and clicked the TV off. He threw the remote towards the sleeping turtle, hitting his plastron, making a loud clunk. The turtle shifted wildly.
"Huh? What?" The once sleeping turtle shouted uncontrollably.
The red masked turtle rolled his eyes and plopped himself on the sofa, opening his comic book. "You fell asleep with the TV on….again."
Michelangelo scrunched his eye ridges together. "No I didn't. I was just….." He tried to think of an explanation. "I was just closing my eyes for a minute." He smiled, satisfied with his answer.
Raphael rolled his eyes. "Yeah right. I don't care, but you know how Donnie gets. He doesn't like electricity being wasted."
Michelangelo sighed. Yes, he knew how Donatello was, heck, he knew how all of his brothers are. Donatello is the most intelligent out of all of them when it comes to technology and the other stuff he's interested in. He likes to make new equipment for the team, which comes in handy. His lingo though is hard to understand, since he uses enormous words that sometimes even Master Splinter can't even understand. That just proves how smart he really is. When it comes to fighting though, he doesn't like confrontation. He likes to keep the peace. He is the second youngest from his four brothers, which is why it seems that he and Michelangelo get along so well.
Michelangelo is the baby of his four brothers. He is quirky, yet slow at times. He isn't the brightest crayon in the box, but he is very loyal to his family. In Michelangelo's spare time, he likes to read comic books, or play video games. But his favorite thing he loves to do is cook, he is an expert. He cooks mostly all the meals for the family, if they don't order out pizza. He gets on his brothers nervous a lot sometimes, but he knows that they still love him. Michelangelo doesn't really care when it comes to fighting, he tries to make jokes about it every single time. He just wants the fight to end so he can come back home and slack off.
Raphael is something else. His motto "Don't get mad, get really really mad, then get even." He wouldn't step down from a fight, even if that means he has to take down twenty guys by himself, but as long as he contained his pride. The red masked turtle is very prideful, not caring who tells him otherwise. Raphael likes to work out a lot. That's basically what he does in his spare time. He doesn't do it every day, just when he's bored. Just like his youngest brother Michelangelo, he has his fair share in liking comics. He steals them from his brother's stash. He is the second oldest of his brothers, which is why him and the oldest brother, Leonardo, bump heads frequently. Every conversation almost always turns out into an argument.
"Donnie needs to relax. It's not like we pay bills anyway." Michelangelo huffed and crossed his arms.
"I need to what?" another voice filled the room, leaving Raphael mumbled to himself something on lines of 'you've done it now.'
"Oh hey Donnie." The orange masked turtle greeted the pacifist turtle. "And how are we today?"
Donnie walked over to the couch with a cup of coffee in his left hand and his laptop in the other. He sat next to his hot headed brother, who was suddenly interested in his comic book. "I'm wonderful, thanks for asking. But in all seriousness, we really should save electricity."
"Whatever" Michelangelo shrugged him off. "Where's Leo? Practice was over two hours ago."
"You know exactly where he's at Mikey." Raphael huffed without glancing up at his brother.
Leonardo is the leader and an example of a great ninja. He is the oldest from his brothers, making him responsible for all of them already. He was declared leader when he proved to Master Splinter that he could handle the job, but he proved himself without actually proving himself. It comes naturally for him, following in his father's footsteps. Leonardo thinks that the reason why he and Raphael fight a lot is because he wanted to be the leader too. Raphael didn't take it too well when Splinter announced who was in charge. Leonardo felt bad, but he felt honored to take the position.
He likes to train, more than any ninja you'll ever meet. Michelangelo and the rest of his brothers knew that Leonardo was in the dojo, doing his daily kata. His special practice sessions lasted nearly an extra two hours.
He needs a hobby, Michelangelo thought to himself, or a girlfriend. Michelangelo has noticed that Leonardo is the only one that hasn't had any female come in contact with him (except April and Karai, but they're different.)
April and Donatello have been hitting it off quite well. She comes over and Donatello helps her with any school work she quite can't get on her own. His brothers think that April has a "thing" for him, just like he has a "thing" for her. Of course, Donatello denies it.
Raphael has come in contact with the opposite of sex…a lot. One time Michelangelo wanted to know where Raphael went when he snuck out at night. He followed him to a strip club and Michelangelo came interested almost automatically. Plus, Raphael has shared stories with his little brother, giving him detail of what he and the women do. Raphael would go to a bar and the women there would be either too drunk or wouldn't care what he looked like, they'll still have their fun. Michelangelo would tell him to spare the details, but of course Raphael wouldn't listen to him.
Michelangelo has had his similar experiences with women, he was still considered a teenage boy after all. They all are, but Leonardo hasn't really had an experience with girls like how the rest of his brothers have.
Maybe that's why he's always in a crappy mood, Michelangelo thought as he grabbed the remote from the couch and flipped it on.
"If you're going to watch TV please stay awake" Donatello replied while his fingers were hitting the keyboard loudly.
Michelangelo stuck his tongue out at the intelligent turtle and let his comment slide. He thought about his older brother more though, thinking that maybe the reason why Leonardo was so uptight because he didn't have a female in his life. Could that be possible?
"Hey Donnie, can I ask you something?" Michelangelo asked bluntly.
"Oh boy" Raphael mumbled to himself, turning the next page in his comic book.
Donatello sighed and shook his head. "No, because your questions are...How can I put this nicely?"
"Basically what he's trying to say is that they're stupid…all stupid." Raphael blurted.
Michelangelo has asked many stupid questions in the past, but he was serious about this particular question. "I'm not talking to you, so butt out."
"Fine, suit yourself" Raphael replied, not caring what kind of stupid question his little brother would ask this time.
Michelangelo turned the conversation back to Donatello, who was focused on what he was doing on his laptop. Donatello could tell it was coming and he had no way of stopping it. "Donnnnnnnie? Please?" Michelangelo whined annoyingly.
He continued until Donatello responded to him. "Alright already!" The purple masked turtle yelled, which he never did unless he was very angry or annoyed. "The faster you ask me, the faster I'll answer, and the faster you'll leave me alone, so what?"
Michelangelo put his finger on his chin, tapping it, trying to find the right words to ask. "Okay" Michelangelo said proudly. "Is it possible that females have a role in male's emotions?" The orange masked turtle smiled at his intelligent brother.
Raphael stopped reading; well he never started ready because he was secretly curious of to what his younger brother was going to say. He looked up at his baby brother then back to Donatello, who has stopped typing for a moment.
Mikey was waiting for a reply impatiently, Is it something I said? Michelangelo huffed "Hello? Aren't you going to answer me? I didn't think the question was THAT stupid?"
Donatello shook his head, making him come out of his daze. He cleared his throat "I'm sorry it's just that…well."
"It's just that you never sounded so smart until now." Raphael piped up.
Donatello turned to his hot headed brother. "Stop that." He said annoyed, clearly referring to Raphael finishing his sentences.
Raphael shrugged his shoulders. Donnie set his laptop between him and Raph and picked up his coffee cup and sipped it. He was stalling, he knew that, but his brother caught him off guard.
Donatello set down his coffee mug back down on the table and cleared his throat again. "What exactly do you mean Mikey?"
"I mean, do females play a part of how our emotions are. Like for example" Mikey's voice dropped down an octave lower "Leo is so uptight and all he cares about is training, work, and he doesn't have time for himself. We're not like that because we all seem like we're in good moods and we do things that make us happy, except Raph, who's always crabby." Raphael gave his little brother a smug look. "But I noticed that we all have hung around with females, but Leo hasn't. So again my question is, 'Do girls have that much of an effect on us?'"
Donnie and Raph's mouths dropped low to the ground. They never knew that their goofy brother, the one who was good for cracking jokes, was so observant. Donnie bit his lower lip, trying to think how he wanted to answer his brother. "So" he began "this is about Leo?"
Mikey shook his head yes.
Donatello quickly replied. "I'm glad you're concerned about Leo. You're observations are correct though." Wait, did I just say that? Never mind. "Even though we all have somehow became in contact with human female relationships…"
"Some more than others." Raph mumbled.
"That might not be Leo's problem. The traits that you stated could just be his characteristics, which is what he was born with." Donnie continued firmly, eyeing Raphael. "Or you could be possibly right. Leo does need to loosen up a bit. I myself don't even act like how Leo does anymore. Ever since I met April I enjoy myself much more and have fun, just like how a teenage boy should." Donatello declared confidently.
"Or he just needs to get laid." Raphael blurted out, crossing his arms.
Donatello gave his brother a death glare. "What?" Raph questioned. "It works for me." Donnie palmed his head and shook it, embarrassed by his brother's boldness.
Mikey was sinking everything in. To him it sounded like Leo needed a female companion and he wasn't going to stop until he found one for him. "I think he needs a girlfriend or at least a girl 'friend'" He used air quotes on the word friend.
"Or get laid." Raph sang quietly, enough for Donnie to hear.
"Who needs a girlfriend?" A voice came from the direction of the dojo. It was Leo, who looked sweaty, giving a sign that he just finished his practice session.
"Oh hey Leo." Mikey greeted. "Donnie was just explaining to me what's wrong with you."
"Oh really?" Leo replied, walking over to where the orange masked turtle sat. "And what did he sa,y because I didn't know something was wrong with me?"
"We're mutant turtles Leo, something is wrong with all of us." Raphael replied sarcastically.
Leo rolled his eyes, ignoring his brother's sarcastic remark. "So Dr. Donnie, what's wrong with me?"
"You need to get laid." Mikey exclaimed.
Raphael tried to suppress a laugh by covering his mouth. Donnie's mouth became dry because he clearly didn't say that, while Leo lifted an eye ridge. "Do I now?"
Two yeses and a no came out all at once. "I didn't say that." Donnie retorted, making holes into Mikey's body with his brown eyes.
"I'm sorry!" Raphael tried to get out because he was laughing too much. "I said it okay? This is just too much." He wiped a tear away from his eye, leaning back into the sofa, smiling to himself.
"Why did you say that?" Leonardo questioned.
Donatello sighed, feeling defeated. "Because your brother" he pointed a finger at Michelangelo "is worried that something is wrong with you. He thinks that you need a girlfriend or some kind of female interaction."
Leo looked at Mikey, who was grinning like an idiot. "I cracked the case Leo, now you can go out and find yourself a girlfriend."
"Or get laid" Raphael said between coughs.
"Will you stop saying that?!" Donatello yelled.
Leonardo waved his hands back in forth. "Wait a minute, wait a minute. Why do you think something is wrong with me? I'm perfectly fine. Right?" Nobody answered. "Right!" He said more firmly.
Leo didn't think something was wrong with him. He seemed like he hasn't been acting strange, maybe because that was just him.
"Well…" Donnie began.
"You are uptight." Raph replied.
"And you don't do anything for yourself bro." Mikey piped up.
"Sometimes you can take things way too serious and you really do not participate in anything humorous or fun. Maybe having a female companion isn't so bad. I mean statistics show that couples do live longer than anybody who is alone, that includes males who have been in contact with females, including ourselves." Donnie remarked proudly, smiling at his other brothers.
Leo didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he should laugh or smack his brothers upside the head. This is the most ridiculous thing he has ever heard.
"Look guys, I'm glad all of you are concerned, but I'm really fine. I don't need a girlfriend or female companion. I'm perfectly happy with myself. I like to train, it's something I enjoy, thus making me do it." Leo stated, crossing his arms over his plastron.
"Oh for crying out loud." Raphael snorted, standing up in the process, and pointing a finger at the blue masked turtle. "You know good and well if you had a girlfriend then you would be all happy and dandy. Quit denying it because I'm actually kind of sick and tired of you getting on to all of our cases."
Leonardo stood up slowly, his crystal blue looking at his brother's bright green ones. "Raph come on." Leo pleaded. "You're overreacting."
"Am I? What about you and Karai? I know you liked her, but since she's a complete psychopath who tries to kill us, you can't have anything with her."
"Shut up" Leo snapped. "I didn't even like Karai. We just understand each other."
"You liked her and you know it." Raphael pressed. "But since we don't associate with the foot, you had to stop seeing her. Just get over it already. Find yourself a new piece of meat and be done. I'll be glad enough to help you." Raphael knew that his brother didn't like Karai (as far as he knew), but it made him mad when they said it, and he just loved pushing his buttons.
Donnie and Mikey were watching the brothers go back and forth with each other. "Again, I didn't even like her. And I don't need a girl to make me happy. I'm happy enough as it is. Can't any of you see that?" Leonardo pleaded.
All three brothers shook their head no. Leo started walking towards his room, but turned around. "And you" He pointed at Mikey.
"Me?" Mikey questioned confused.
"Yes Michelangelo you. This is your doing. Instead of Raph and I patrolling tonight, you and I will. I need to speak to you." And with that, Leonardo walked off to his room.
"What did I do? All I asked was a simple question." Mikey explained.
"And curiosity killed the cat." Donnie remarked and retrieved his laptop from where he sat it and started typing away.
Michelangelo looked at Raphael who was still standing up. "Don't look at me, it's not my fault Fearless Leader won't admit that he's wrong." Raphael snatched his comic book from the sofa and retreated to his room, leaving Mikey and Donnie all alone in the living room.
Next time I'll just keep my mouth shut, Michelangelo huffed to himself. He grabbed the remote and started flipping through TV channels again.
A/N- Hello again everybody. I hope you liked the first installment of my new story. We all know that Leonardo and Karai have something going on (even if I don't like it, because I don't) they will not be a pairing in this story. Sorry and yes, my OC hasn't been introduced yet, but she will be in the next chapter. Please excuse any grammar errors. Stay tuned for the next chapter :)