Not sure how I feel about this one.
The lair was relatively quiet at 4 pm in the afternoon especially for a Saturday; everyone going about their own business. That included two females that the teen turtles had befriended. April was sitting cross legged on her laptop that was precariously placed in her lap and Grace was—.
"MIKEY!" The pink haired teen came barreling into the living room area, steam was coming out of her ears. She looked at Raph and April on the couch, holding up a moldy pizza sauce encrusted pan. "Where?" They pointed to Mikey's room and she stomped away.
The pair exchanged glances then stared in the direction that Grace had gone. There was a muffled voice then a loud-
CRASH! "Dude!?" Mikey cried out.
A second later Grace revealed herself hands clenched at her sides marching back to the kitchen but was stopped when Michelangelo ran after her. "Grace what did I do? What the shell were you doing?"
"Oh, So the pizza pan covered with crap didn't give you a clue?! Well then don't mind me! I'm just in the kitchen cleaning up your mess!" It was almost funny the way she yelled in her pitched voice that was usually filled with joy and amusement, it didn't sound right. Raph couldn't hold in a soft chuckle. Grace shot daggers in his direction; if looks could kill and stormed back into the kitchen.
Mikey gave April and Raph a confused look. Raph smirked and April answered the befuddled expression, "I'd get in there and help if I were you," she commented softly. There was rough shuffling of dishes sparking a fire, making Mikey rush into the kitchen as if his life depended on it.
"Hey what's going on?" Leo asked coming out of his room.
"Eh, Mikey is just learning a lesson in cleanliness." Raph chuckled going back to reading his comic.
Review? Constructive criticism? I'm always ready to learn. :)