-Start(the next day)-
The turtles unpacked more boxes while Splinter was typing on Donnie's laptop. April was staying with them for a few months, because she was having renavations done on her new house. April also has a new job making garden catalogues, with Splinter and his knowledge of plants helping her with it, typing his chapters on comupters.
Mikey stopped for a second to scratch the poison ivy on his left hand. "Y'know, Don and Raph almost fell down a well yesterday, Master Splinter." Mikey said continuing to unpack. "Uh-huh..." Splinter said, not listening. Raph ached a brow. "We would've died." He said. "That's nice, Leonardo..." Splinter said, still not listening.
The turtles sighed as they unpacked the last boxes in the living room. "Hey Master Splinter," Mikey said. "It's raining out. The perfect weather for some gardening." Normally, Mikey would think that gardening was boring, but seeing as the castle was so depressing, He thought that the place needs some kind of sprusing up.
"No Michaelangelo," Splinter said. "It could arouse too much suspension on our new home. Besides, rain makes mud, and mud makes a mess." "Ah c'mon, Masta!" Raph said. "I agree with Mikey, hate to say it. We could do something with this place if where going to call it home."
"Rapheal, my answer is no." Splinter said. Leo groaned. Even he was not liking Splinter's answers right now. 'Now, I know how Raph and Mikey feels.' He thought. "I can't believe it." Mikey said, scratching his poison ivy again. "You help April make money by writing about plants that YOU use to plant, and you hate dirt."
"My sons," Splinter said annoyed at this point. "I have no time for any of you right now, and you have a lot of unpacking to do. LOTS of unpacking! And Michaelangelo, stop scratching, let the medicine heal it!" "Yes, Master Splinter..." Mikey said.
"Oh, and Mr. Jones left this at the first doors for you all." Splinter said handing Leo a large package. There was a note on the package that read:
Hey guys,
found dis in m' mom's trunk. Look familia?
-Casey
Leo opened the top and they all looked inside to see four, button-eyed dolls that looked exactly like the four turtles. "Little us?" Mikey asked. "Hn, I don't care what they looked like." Raph said grabbing his replica while walking out of the room. "Casey should know dat three of us don't play dolls."
"See you tonight, Master Splinter." Leo said on his way out. "You too, Donatello..." Splinter said, not listening. "HEY!" Mikey yelled, getting Raph's joke.
-upstairs-
"Hey April," Leo said as they walked into April's study while she was typing on her laptop. "How's the garden catalogue?" They waited for a while. When no answer came, Raph tried. "Yo April!" He yelled. April looked at them. "Hey guys," She said then looked at the dolls they were holding. "And... little guys." April shrugged and turned back to her laptop.
"Hey April," Don said. "where are the gardening tools?" "Oh yeah, it's pouring out, isn't it?" April said. Raph humphed. "It's just rainin', Ape." He said. "And what did Splinter say?" April asked. "We don't know, something like, 'If I ever catch any of you four outside, I'LL USE MY WALKING STICK TO BEAT THE GREEN OUT OF YOU!'" Mikey said, trying to imitate Splinter.
April laughed. "Sorry guys," She said. "But this is the one thing I won't get i trouble for because of you guys." All the turtles groaned, then Mikey had an idea. He pushed the door, hearing a squeak. then pulled it back, earning another squeak. He continued this until he completely annoyed April and the turtles.
"Mikey! That not helping anyone!" Don finally said. "You guys are really bored, aren't you?" April asked, earning nods. "But you all do realize that this place is over a hundred years old?" "So?" Leo and Raph said. April grabbed the four notepads and pens on her desk and gave them to the turtles. "So, explore it." She said. "Count all the windows, list everything that's blue, just... let me work."
With that, April turned back to the laptop. Leo sighed. "Come on, guys." He said walking out of the room with the other frusrated turtles. "It obvious that we're not wanted right now..."
