Disclaimer: I don't own the TMNT, yada, yada, yada.
Note~ Sorry for the long wait on an update. In the move my computer crashed so I had to snag my friends computer and retype this chapter all over again, but I'm also dying to update my story. Here ya go, I'll try to stay on this com a little more and try to get some more chapters out.
Inside the kitchen, Nancy surveyed her surroundings. There was a table in the middle of the room and a fridge to the left. A stove was to the right with some cupboards along side it. Nancy fished around and came up with some cereal, frosted wheaties, a bowl and some milk. Nancy started to take her meal to the living room and remembered that she wasn't in her home. So she sat at the table and quickly ate up. Putting everything away and cleaning up after herself, Nancy went to the living room and flipped on the TV. A few hours passed and Nancy got bored and started to pace. She got up and slowly wandered around the lair. Raphael's room was on the edge, furthest away from the other rooms. Next was Michelangelo's room. The next three Nancy wasn't sure who's was who's.
Sighing she headed over to where the guys headed for practice and peeked around the corner. The turtles were sparring with each other. Michelangelo against Donatello, and Raphael against Leonardo. Splinter sat on the side observing. Back in the lair, Nancy peered out the front door into the sewer. If she knew the sewer better, Nancy would have gone exploring.
"What are you doing?" Nancy jumped and found Donatello behind her.
"Just seeing what I could see from here." Nancy said. "I'm starting to get restless." Donatello nodded and told her to wait a moment. He went to Michelangelo and pointed at Nancy as he talked. First Michelangelo shook his head to whatever his brother was saying. Then he said loudly fine, and went inside his room. Michelangelo came out with his hat and trench coat and passed Nancy grabbing her hand.
"Come on let's go," Michelangelo said as he dragged Nancy along. Stumbling behind, Nancy tried to catch up so Michelangelo wasn't dragging her.
"Michelangelo, you don't have to take me out," Nancy said, although she was hoping that he wouldn't change his mind.
"Donatello said he would have but he has some projects that he want to work on." Michelangelo slowed down and Nancy caught up. He climbed a ladder and pulled the man hole cover off. Following behind, Nancy saw Michelangelo grab a skateboard and went skating in a nearby rink. It was old and deserted, so Michelangelo threw off his coat and hat. Finding a seat on the side Nancy watched him and he did a few rounds and started to do some tricks. Another skateboard was on the side. Nancy picked it up and spun the wheels. The seemed to spin fine and didn't come off when Nancy pulled on them. Nancy put the skateboard down and watched Michelangelo do a few tricks. Being bored, Nancy decided to try out the skateboard. Michelangelo made it look so easy. She watched how Michelangelo would put one foot on the board and uses the other foot to push off. Trying to copy him, Nancy put one foot on the board, took a deep breath, and pushed off with her other foot. The skateboard moved and Nancy wobbled on it a moment before she fell and landed on her butt.
Michelangelo ran over to see if Nancy was okay and helped her up. This time he steadied Nancy as she tried the skateboard, holding one hand and the other by her waist to make sure she didn't fall again. Getting more secure in her footing, Nancy smiled at Michelangelo.
"I think I'm getting this," she said. At that moment the board shot out from under her feet and Nancy fell onto Michelangelo. Straightening up she blushed ferociously and looked for where the skateboard went. Michelangelo got Nancy's attention be clearing his throat.
"I'm sorry for how I acted earlier," Michelangelo said. It's just still hard to accept sometimes that she's gone." They sat down on the sidewalk together. Michelangelo went on, "I went into Raph's bedroom while you were sleeping. Leonardo and Donatello were making a big deal about you being in his bed, and I just went in. saw your face and, didn't know what to think."
"But you're the only one who invited me to sit next to you." Nancy stated.
"Yeah, I saw the panic in your eyes, and tried to brush off what I felt when I first saw you."
"What was that feeling?"
"Fear, shock." Michelangelo said. They sat there for a moment, then Michelangelo got up and held a hand out to Nancy. "Want to see something cool?" Nancy nodded yes and took his hand.
"That would be great." Walking out of the rink, Nancy asked one favor. "But could we stop at a store or something, I'd like to get some new clothes."