Nero walked into his private quarters, unbuttoning his jacket and relieving himself of his red tie. He sighed as he closed the door to his bedroom with his foot. He took off his jacket and threw it onto his modernized steel bed coated with silk black covers. He untied the tie's knot, slid it out of his collar and threw it onto the bed as well.
He sat on the bed and kicked off his shoes and socks. Once done, he stood and walked over to his bathroom, unbuttoning his white dress shirt in the process.
He walked in and closed the door. He unbuttoned the last button and took off the shirt, placing it on the towel rack. His bathroom was pretty big, having both a shower and a hot tub separately. Nero chose the hot tub this time; he needed to relax, he's been very stressed lately with a turtle Karen running around.
He turned on the water and threw in some Japanese ointment into the water that is supposed to make you relax.
He stood and started to unbuckle his belt. As he did he heard a whispered voice and if his ears serve him right it said: "Damn it."
Nero looked around the bathroom but shrugged. It was probably the running water or his stress speaking up. After he removed his pants and placed them on the towel rack as well, he heard a "blop" sound like the one when you throw a rock in the water.
Nero frowned and turned to the hot tub again but once again shrugged it off. He then flipped a switch that enabled the jets on the hot tub. After removing his last article of clothing, he slipped into the hot tub and sighed pleasantly. The water was now a light pink from the ointment and smelled of cherry blossoms.
Nero closed his eyes, breathed in and breathed out slowly. He then held his breathe and submerged under the water and then resurfaced, running his fingers through his hair. When he opened his eyes, he saw a turtle floating on the water's surface but it was upside down with its stubby legs in the air.
"Yo, I can't see your ding-dong because it's blurry underwater," Karen said. "But I can tell it's pretty big."
Nero's eye twitched.
"WHAT KIND OF SICK PERSON ARE YOU?" Nero flared, throwing the turtle across the room, slamming against the wall. Karen, who was in her shell, spun on the floor because of the impact but when she came to a stop, she reappeared to her teacher. He had an incredibly annoyed face and a slight blush of embarrassment on his cheeks. He was soaking wet and had a towel around his waist, in which he was holding with his hand on his right hip.
"Turtles need some ass too you know,"
"That's not an excuse!" Nero cried. "You're insane!"
"Eh, I know," Karen said and sighed. "Let me stay here?"
"Why? Don't you have Fanchu taking care of you?" Nero ran a hand through his soaking hair.
"Yeah but he's doing training with Raven and I would go back to the room but Otto's doing his daily yoga…"
"Oh," Nero shuddered at the memory of the albino teen doing yoga. He frowned at his turtlelized student, picked her up and tossed her onto his bed.
"You're lucky I don't hate you that much Foxx," he said. "Sweet dreams."
"Feeling's mutual, Dr. Nero," Karen submerged into her shell. "Nice crib by the way."
"Thank you."
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