"Yeah, names Michelangelo, but my friends call me Mikey. I read those sweet Justice Force comics, so I'm very great with words. I rap, I cook, and I slay when I play Just Dance. I'm also the youngest and handsomest of all my brothers, if you didn't know, and when someone gives me one bad look, I go swinging with my nunchucks."

Happy Michelangelo has shown the girls the kitchen, the living room, the monitor room, and the weapons wall. In the middle of it all, Mona pried herself away from Mikey. She wasn't the touchy feely type unless it came from her sister.

"So," Venus began. After some encouragement that they were at home now, she set her two fans on a section of the weapons wall. It was neatly displayed on two hooks within a cabinet that let the fans lie down horizontally over a pair of Mikey's nunchaku. "What do you guys normally do down here?"

"Usually we train." Leonardo shut the cabinet doors. "Sometimes we're down here, sometimes topside." Mikey snaked his way back to Venus' side.

"Maybe you girls would like to join us?" he asked flirtily, as well as bouncing his eye ridges up and down. Man, did they all want to punch him just for being so stupid, but refrained to keep Venus and Mona from thinking their family was constantly hostile towards each other.

"Sounds great." She smiled nervously. Her face was awfully close to Mikey's when she turned towards him.

"How about you Mona Lisa?" Donatello asked. Mona Lisa stood next to him with crossed arms and her gaze away from everyone and on the floor. "Would you like to come with us?"

"Pass." She stated bluntly, making Donnie jerk suddenly. "I don't do ninjitsu." His long purple tails moved with his hands as he scratched his head in confusion.

"Venus is a ninja. How come you aren't?" Raph pushed Donnie aside. His large figure stood beside Mona, looking down at her so she'd be intimidated by his size. It was his specialty to make others cower beneath him.

"Yeah, with that attitude you get in trouble all the time, huh?" Mona looked up to him sharply and pointed a finger at him threateningly.

"I got mace." Her voice growled. Raph could see her upper lip shoot up high from the rest of her deep green lips set. "And I have a perfectly good reason for not being a ninja."

"I'm right here. What'cha got?" Raph dared. They both felt a dainty hand push them apart. The light blue bandana wearing terrapin stood between them, smiling as genuinely as she could make possible.

"So, what else do you guys do in the toilet?" She eagerly tried to change the subject. Her eyes shot to her sister after her question, disapproving more of Mona's attitude than Raphael's. They were going to live together now, but the two of them wanted to go at the other. Mona whirled her head to the other side, showing Venus only a corner of her lowered eye.

"You mean the sewer?" Leo asked in confusion. Venus didn't seem to be the rude type to him. He quickly understood that maybe that village of hers never heard of a sewer, or something along those lines.

"What's the difference?" Venus asked as she jumped off the ledge and into the middle of the room. Her eyes glanced at the colorful walls. These guys really liked graffiti, didn't they?

"Well," Leo followed her down. "Nothing I guess." Leo shrugged. "My name is Leonardo. You can call me Leo."

"Nice to meet you Leonardo. Are you the next oldest?" Venus had to assume for he was the next tallest one to Michelangelo.

"Actually, I am the oldest. I'm also the leader of our team." Leo wasn't one to show off, but he couldn't help but feel a little cocky when telling that to a girl.

"That explains why you wield the katana." She knew this because of the tell-tale blue wrap on their handles when she saw them. Leonardo let his giddy smile out in the open.

"Here, I usually hang around, play some video games. Donnie's our techie, if you haven't noticed." He smiled when he pointed to the dorky satellite antennae bobbling around in his shell. His purple banded brother scolded him, letting his leading finger press his broken glasses further up his nose bridge. "He's usually fixing up something. He also mastered the Bo staff. That big guy over there is Raphael." He pointed over to the biggest turtle. He stood scowling. Probably because he was still at war with her sister. "He wields twin Sais and serves as our hot head."

"Raph also sleeps his fat shell off like nobody's business. And I…" As Mikey pondered on his thought, his do-rag wearing brother popped him on the back of the head.

"Does anything to get a pop upside the head." Raph finished his sentence. Michelangelo rubbed his head but continued to smile.

"Yeah."

"Sounds like a dream." Her tone was mostly sarcastic. She reverted back to her distant sister. "What do you think Mona?" Her sister faced the wall. Little green webbed fingers traced one of the Japanese symbols they've sprayed onto the way. A loud yawn escaped her lips.

"I think I need a nap. This jetlag is getting to me." Her fingers were hot as she rubbed her sleepless eyes. The guys looked dumbfounded. Mona looked at them skeptically as they all looked at her in awe. Deep down inside she wanted to slap them all in a row. Of course she didn't, but she always felt like hitting someone when something didn't feel right to her, but she stayed there staring back at them. Donnie ended the silence.

"You guys came here on a plane?" Venus nodded her head with a smile.

"Exactly, how did you two sneak onto an international plane? There's security everywhere." Leo elaborated.

"A couple security officers are nothing to the shadows. We snuck into the cargo hold and jumped out of the plane once we were over Manhattan. Easy." Venus spoke as if it was nothing. Probably a little more complex in reality but hey, they're here. Mikey whispered "LTD" to Donatello, who rolled his eyes at his brother's catchy comment.

"I thought Lil' Miss Sunshine wasn't a ninja." Raph pointed behind his back where Mona Lisa stood tired. After his comment, she shifted her weight and put a hand on her hip.

"I still get around." They stared at her again. She couldn't take it anymore, so she looked for an escape. "Aren't you going to tell me where I could get some sleep?" she snapped. The guys snapped out of their gaze. She could hear them mumbling, figuring out where they were going to lead her through her lobe-less ears.

"I will lead you to your resting place." As always, out of the shadows, their elderly sensei crept forward. Mona thought she could never get used to that. Her old sensei would make the earth shake just to acknowledge that he was stepping into the room. One time, he actually did. Splinter extended his hand to where he wanted to walk. "Come Mona Lisa." Like a soldier, Mona followed Splinter to her sleeping place, leaving the guys and her sister to talk about their plans.

"You guys ready to go topside? I'm a little curious to what our guest could do." Leo playfully wrapped his arm around Venus. Her body went down almost automatically when he let his weight down onto her. It was a good thing she caught herself or she would have been face down on the cold cement. The female terrapin smiled wide when she caught herself. Unintentionally, Leo studied her features. Quickly, he was able to identify how her femininity was very different from him and his brothers. Like how her face was smaller and more humanlike. Of course he wasn't just looking at her face but come on. It's the first time they will be living with a female, and the only female of their species. Can't a turtle be a little curious?

"Ya think your up to it Venus?" Raphael's lippy smile was the first Venus had seen it since she came. She thought it was almost alarming because of how crude his nature was, or how "nicely" he bonded with Mona Lisa. Donatello looked up from his holographic doo-hickey. The time spelled nine forty-seven. Darkness has taken the city.

"The better question is 'are you awake' for it?" he asked as he shut the holographs down.

"You kidding?" she spoke in a playful tone. "Mona was the one keeping watch on the plane."

"This is the only bedroom in the sewer. My sons and your sister will be staying here." He had led her to a young boy's dream. Everywhere you looked; there was a burst of color. Skittles couldn't be brighter than the neon signs that illuminated along with the sewer lights. It was trashy. Their style was, because it's decorated with actual trash. "I hope that it's okay. Take the pillows from their beds and create a space or there's always the living room if you'd like." Master Splinter led her to one of the rocking, hammock-like beds. It was the first one from the "doorway" to the dojo.

"No Master Splinter, this should be fine." Her tone was sincere. Honestly, she thought it was grungy. Home in China was a tidy, neat white room with the up-most organization. Here, it was thrift and trash but she didn't let it get to her. This was her new home after all. Might as well dive right in to their ways of life. "You've already done so much for me and my sister to stay here." Splinter bowed his head down a little.

"The pleasure is mine."

Leo took Venus' hand as he pulled her up from the manhole. She managed to keep quiet when her foot slipped off the ladder. Leo's lippy smile was generous as he helped her up to the surface.

"On the roof." Raph demanded as his brothers bounced up and onto the top of the brick building. Venus stood watching them, and then snapped out of her gaze once Donatello was the last one up. Silent as a cat, Venus climbed the fire escapes and balconies. Her eyes started to seek the lights of New York as she pulled herself up. Careful not to get too close to the edge of the building or risk being seen, Venus took in the glorious scene before her. Buildings lined in neon and graphic billboards, advertising whatever big time marketer could afford. Advertisements for concerts and shows plastered on poles and the sidewalks led hundreds of people to endless journeys. It made her little Chinese village look like one household of people. Something rough had grasped her hand. Her body tensed up and held in her scream as she was pulled behind a chimney on the roof. Around the structure were her terrapin brethren. Raphael silently apologized when he released his grip on her and grabbed the rubber taped handles of his Sais.

"So, what game are we gonna play?" Mikey exclaimed as he whipped out his nunchucks from the grip of his sweater on his waist. The wooden ends flew in fluid motion as he spun and whirled them around before closing one and set the other on his shoulder. Leo and Donnie both withdrew their weapons from their sheaths behind them.

"Game?" Venus questioned as she withdrew her fans from her skirt belt. Her hands jerked as she opened up to reveal its fabulous design. "I thought we were here to train."

"The ancient ways of ninjitsu aren't the only ones." Leo stated. Venus had to hand it to him; he looked rather intimidating with his long katanas in his grasp. Those who fought against her in her village were older, more experienced men and even they couldn't look as scary as any of the teens in front of her. Not even as scary as Mikey could be.

"The games we play stimulate our minds and bodies. Each game has a specific purpose to perfect our ninja skills." Donatello tapped his Bo staff to the ground. "So, what's the game guys?"

"Hide and Seek?" Michelangelo suggested. Venus imagined him to be harmed somehow for hide and seek is an old children's game, but he didn't. Were they all in to play it?

"Yeah, but lets up the stakes a bit. Capture the flag?" Instantly, everyone agreed with the one who skid his short blade along his leather calf warmers.

"Yeah, yeah! I wanna go first!" With lightening fast hands, Mikey untied the piece of cloth from Donatello's Bo staff. His thick fingers waved the cloth piece around as if he'd won some sort of prize. From behind, Leo took the flag from between his fingers.

"Why don't we let Venus go first?" Leonardo presented the flag to her, but her dainty hands pushed his away.

"No, that's okay. Mikey can go first. I'm not so sure that I know the rules." She looked down at her feet out of shame and grabbed her arm. Leo waved his arm.

"It's simple," he began. He made Venus let go of her arm as he began to tie the flag onto her bicep. "One of us gets a thirty second head start and prevents the others from taking the flag from you. Stealth and on the spot thinking is key." The tab of the cloth pulled through the loop, strapping itself to the lady terrapin.

"How long do we play?" She looked at the new accessory.

"Well, nobody has gotten past fifteen minutes."

"Except for the champion Michelangelo!" Mikey flexed in all his glory, exclaiming his excellence. Raphael leaned onto the chimney.

"Ya neva really done it. Hidin' in the Battleshell was off limits."

"You still didn't find me." Mikey mumbled.

"We usually catch Mikey in the first two minutes." Raph pointed his big finger at him. Their little brother stuck his childish tongue out.

"Ok Venus, are you ready?" Donnie asked. Venus nodded her head. "Initiating countdown T-minus thirty seconds." He tapped in on the timer. Once he clicked the start button, he looked up. Venus was already gone. The four brothers looked all around for any trace of her. Nothing. "Well, she moves fast."

"Dang Venus, you sure know how to hide!" Mikey echoed when they were all in the living room in the sewer. "How do you do it? It ain't that magic stuff is it? 'Cause that's cheating.

"No Mikey, just sheer ninjitsu." She smiled brightly. "I can't believe I lasted thirteen minutes. None of you could find me."

"Yeah, but word of advice, be careful about where you step. Alley cats tend to live in alleys." Leo joked.

"Oh, I hope that poor kitty is okay." Venus hugged herself, worried. "He wasn't so happy when I jumped on his tail." Wanting to comfort her, Michelangelo took hold of Venus' hand. She took it more as a gentleman-like gesture, unlike his brothers who wanted to roll their eyes at his surprisingly smooth flirting moves.

"Aw… Klunk should be fine. He's been pretty happy since I let him go years ago, but may not be so fond of turtles anymore." Michelangelo shrugged, letting Venus' hand slowly slip from his.

"Well, I'm ready for a full eight hours sleep." Donatello yawned. His breath echoed off of the dojo when Leo opened the manhole door to it. One by one, each turtle jumped from the hole they crawled through, except for their female counterpart who was getting unneeded help from Mikey's hand. Venus thanked him warmly with a sweet nod. That little goof just giggled. They all headed for their bedroom.

"Why eight hours?" Raph nearly bellowed. "How come ya just can't sleep?" He stopped in his tracks sharply when everyone shushed him. Mona Lisa was asleep. She slept so peacefully with a face so relaxed that it made you sleepier when you looked at her.

"Man!" he nearly yelled, earning another shushing. "How come sunshine's sleepin' on my pillow?" Leo grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Be quiet Raph! Mona is our guest." The largest brother pushed his hand off of him.

"You heard sensei. She's here to stay. She ain't no guest." His amber eyes locked onto the one invading his favorite pillow and bed. It was the largest and most comfortable thing on the planet to him and now it's cradling Mona Lisa's fricken sleeping head!

"There are others. Just go to sleep." Donatello pleaded as he withdrew his tech gear and glasses off of him. Looking at Donnie was strange to Venus. His head seemed different, especially since his goggles were put on a makeshift nightstand. She could clearly see how lesser built than he was from his brothers, but what he made up for brawns was brains. Taking her eyes off of him, Venus approached her sleeping elder sister.

"Now where'm I sleepin'?" Raphael demanded, continuing not to care for Mona's much needed slumber.

"How am I supposed to know?" The leader whispered, failing to encourage his outraged sibling to keep quiet.

"How 'bout the floor?" Finally, he decided to talk instead of yell.

"Mona's not sleeping on the floor, and neither are you Venus." Leo grabbed her before she was to crouch next to her.

"They can take my bed." Mikey volunteered. "I'll sleep on the couch tonight." Leo looked up in disbelief. It was usually he who would give up things for others, such as being leader of this team.

"You sure Mikey? I was going to give up my spot." but his youngest brother insisted.

"Naw, let em have it. I always found the couch really comfy, even though it's made of old pizza boxes." Michelangelo grabbed some of the pillows remaining on his bed and trotted to the living room. Leo put a hand on his shoulder before he left.

"Are you sure?"

"Dude, two insanely hot mutant girls are sleeping in my bed tonight. I think I'll be okay with that." Michelangelo imitated a know-it-all character in a voice so quiet that only his blue bandana brother could hear. Leonardo rolled his eyes and playfully pushed his shoulder with his palm, earning a chuckle from Mikey. Venus grabbed his shoulder before he could leave. He stopped to look at her.

"Thanks Michelangelo." A light, petty kiss on the cheek was enough to keep Mikey smiling and awake all night. With great care, Leonardo lifted Mona Lisa off of the angry turtle's bed and carefully onto Michelangelo's. Raph's precious pillow was placed once again under her head. It angered him, but he decided to hide it and pass off that he no longer cared.

Not wasting another second, Venus crouched down and lay next to her sister. Her freckled legs stretched out, shell up, her hands closed together under her head. As if she were still awake, Mona took on her sisterly instincts. She turned to lie on her side. The long tail she inherited latched onto the back of her little sister's shell and pulled her in closer to her sinking into the hollowed shape of the bed. Back home, they'd sleep just like this on their hard Chinese mat beds.

The spectacle was heartwarming, but not enough to keep the guys awake. One by one the terrapins fell into their comfort spots; each one finding that sweet spot for the night. Raphael was still ticked off at Mona. Sure she didn't know it was his pillow but… dude its BRIGHT RED! He grumbled and muttered whatever he wanted to make himself feel better.

"Goodnight Raph!" Mikey sweetly yelled from the other room, mocking him. His bigger brother growled with his face down in his pillows.

"Shut up Ding Dong!"