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New Chapter! BEFORE SOMEBODY KILLS ME!!!!! ^_^
On the corner of Berks and Henson, there's a nice, homely grocery store. It sells a little bit of everything, from potato chips to pickled pigs feet to frozen pizza, which was what four particular people were after. No, not the pickled pigs feet, you dork, the pizza! Sheesh. They were standing near the front of the grocery store in a circle. Each was completely covered from head to toe, yet no one gave them a second glance. Go figure, it WAS New York, you know. Ziptango was holding a foot-long shopping list in front of her, often raising her eyebrows at some of the odd stuff her roommates had written down. The other three were grinning as the turtle in purple read off their favorite items.
"Okay, we've got popcorn, chips, pizza, chocolate, chicken noodle soup, Top Ramen, pizza, pizza, pizza, pasta.wait, never mind, that's pizza too, but it's spelled wrong." Zip narrowed her eyes at Daydream who gave her a brilliant smile. "I believe we got the point, Day."
"I know, I just wanted to make sure." Hex and Arista groaned simultaneously, shaking their heads.
"How could you even think that we'd forget pizza?" Hex asked. Day shrugged.
"I dunno, just thought y'all were a little dense, that's all." She grinned and ducked behind an aisle as Hex came after her, a glare set on her face. Arista laughed and took the list from Zip.
"Let's see, we also need the essentials, like toilet paper, milk, vegetables, cereal, meat, ACTUAL food. And don't get too much chocolate; you guys know I'm allergic." Daydream, Hex, and Ziptango nodded, saying 'we know' in triple intervals. After receiving their orders, the teenage turtles split up. Arista headed off towards the dairy aisle. She had chosen that one for herself, worrying that if she let one of the others do it, they'd come back laden with ice cream and frozen yogurt. Hex went towards the fruit and vegetables; it had been a unison vote to send her that way, trusting her vegetarian lifestyles to bring back the best and tastiest food she could find. Daydream was forced onto the soup, cereal, and bread aisles in hopes that she wouldn't be distracted by candy and junk food. Ziptango was sent after the odds and ends like paper, books, magazines, toiletries, and anything else she could think of. An hour later, they met back at the front of the store, baskets full of food which they dumped into a single buggy.
"You know, no one got any pizza." Ziptango remarked in astonishment. Everyone looked sideways at Arista who gave them all the evil eye back.
"Hey, no one told me to pick up the pizza." She defended, raising her hands. Hex sighed.
"I'll go get them." She began to walk towards the frozen foods.
"I'm comin' too!" Daydream exclaimed and trotted after the taller turtle who walked faster, trying to lose her unwanted companion. Zip and Arista grabbed the list and began to check off things they had gotten.
"Soft drinks?"
"Check."
"Milk?"
"Check."
"Cheese?"
"Check."
"Lunchables?"
"Lunchables? No, didn't get those."
"Cost too much anyway. Crackers?"
"Yep."
About a third of the list was checked off when Hex and Day returned. They had both filled their baskets to the max. They were bickering like a two cats stuck in a holly bush.
"You got six mushrooms! I didn't say you could get six mushrooms!" Daydream complained, trying to sneak around and snatch the pizzas from Hexadecimal's basket. The older mutant was quicker though; she switched the basket from her right hand to her left.
"Since when did you become my mother?" She countered, holding the pizza high above her head. Daydream smirked.
"Since yesterday."
"You little." Hex was cut off by Arista's firm protests.
"Are you two nuts? We only have a little bit of money; we can't afford all these pizzas!" She motioned at the abundance of pizzas. Hex and Day glanced at each other.
"You need variety!" Hex exclaimed.
"And this is a problem why?" Day asked, sounding annoyed that she couldn't have all the pizzas she wanted. Ziptango pulled out a dollar.
"This, children, is a dollar." She took up the tone of a teacher talking to a preschooler. She twirled it around, showing all the sides to the younger turtle. Day rolled her eyes.
"Duh." Ziptango picked up a bag of 3 Musketeers.
"We use money to buy candy, children." She first shoved the candy in Day's face and then the money. She repeated the process. Daydream was now frowning, but the other two turtle girls were grinning.
"I learned this in kindergarten, Zip."
"Well, then you should know that it takes a lot of money to buy that many pizzas, CHILD!"
"You're telling me this why?" Her voice made it sound as if Zip was the confused one. Zip flung her hands into the air.
"I proclaim her brain-dead!" She yelled in agitation, thrusting a finger at Daydream. Arista smiled mischievously.
"Zip, please tell me you already knew that!" said Arista, laughter in her voice. Hex sighed and grabbed the cart. She started pushing it towards the check-out.
"Where're you going?" Arista asked, following the black bandana'd turtle who was walking briskly away.
"If we just stood around and talked about the stupidity of one another, we'd be in that spot for all eternity!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A few days later
"Hey!" Ziptango yelled as Daydream accidentally hit her with the end of her paintbrush. It created a large purple-blue mark on Zip's olive green skin. Daydream grinned innocently.
"Sorry Zip!" she apologized. The turtle girls were painting Zip's room a uniform purplish-blue color at the moment. They had finished Daydream's, Hex's, and Arista's rooms earlier that day, which was a few days after they had gone to the grocery store. They had thrown paint at the walls of Dream's room, giving it a very neat look of total disarray. It was a mixture of yellow, orange, and white splashes. The other the mutant girls had tried to explain that the room was too bright to sleep in, but Daydream wouldn't hear it. She liked it like that! Hex's room was painted a dark, forest green with even strokes. It gave off the feeling of being in a forest glade. Arista's room had been painted three shades of blue: dark, midnight blue at the bottom, a lighter, ocean-blue color in the middle, and a light, sky blue color at the top. Very blue. In addition to painting the bedrooms, the bathroom had been given a new coat of paint consisting of purple-blue, midnight blue, forest green, and a mixed mess of white, yellow, and orange. It had an ugly, yet interesting rainbow effect going on.
"Day, you're dangerous with that thing." teased Arista, placing her own brush down into the pan of paint.
"I'm dangerous with a lot of things!" Day giggled, putting a finishing touch on the wall. Hex, who was in the kitchen corner, gave a yell of anger. It was followed by rather loud rummaging noises.
"Where's all the pizza?!" Arista rolled her dark brown eyes. Sometimes her roommates were infuriating.
"In the freezer!" she replied, a monotone in her voice. Hex slammed the freezer door shut and stalked into Zip's newly painted room.
"Yeah, I sorta guessed that Rista, but there's no pizza in there." She stated, glaring at her three roommates. Dream gasped in pseudo-horror.
"Not the pizza! I'm gonna die!" she wailed, flinging her paintbrush away as she fell to the floor, giving the impression of a faint. Hex exchanged glances with Arista as Ziptango ducked the flying paintbrush.
"Hey, watch where you're throwing those things!" Zip ordered, sighing as it hit the wall and created a huge dark purple spot. The room was covered in similar spots for similar reasons.
"Dream, do you know anything about the disappearing pizza?" Hex asked in a scarily calm voice, beginning to form a conclusion. Daydream stuck her tongue in her cheek as she sat up. She hummed for about a moment, thinking of an answer.
"Well, that depends on the meanin' of know." The turtle girl avoided the question; she also was turning a light shade of pink under her green skin. It was the tell-tall sign that Daydream was lying, or at least trying to lie. Hex raised an eye-ridge.
"I'm pretty sure you know what know means." Arista said, narrowing her eyes. Missing pizza was a big thing around here and all four turtles took it seriously. Ziptango meanwhile became very interested in putting another coat of paint on the wall. She was hoping not to be noticed by the anger- fueled eyes of Hexadecimal.
"Zip, do you know anything about Day's sudden amnesia?" interrogated Hex, her gaze turning to the turtle in purple. 'Busted.' Zip sighed, but kept her gaze on the wall.
"I have one thing to say and that is it. Cooked pizzas do not make good Frisbees."
"Yes they do, ya just weren't throwin' 'em right!" Day stated, getting off the floor and brushing herself off. She seemed to forgotten the reason why they were talking about pizza. Hex's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates.
"WHAT?!?" She advanced towards Daydream, arms outstretched as if to strangle the younger mutant. Daydream squeaked and ran out of the room, Hex right on her tail.
"You used the pizzas for FRISBEES???" she screeched, lunging for Day's foot. The turtle jumped away and rolled across the floor. Zip and Arista raced out of Zip's room, ready to break up the fight if it got nasty.
"HELP ME!!!!" Daydream screamed, running past them towards the kitchen. Hex was directly behind her, sorely intent on catching her small, weak prey.
"You're on your own, Day!" Arista shouted, sitting down on the blue couch. Not much had happened since they had gotten there, so this was pretty interesting. Zip watched as Hex tore past her, intent on taking out her newest victim in the most gruesome way.
"Watch it, Day, she's out for blood!" Zip supplied, looking around for popcorn.
"DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO OPTIMISTIC?!" Daydream yelled and hid herself under the table, screaming 'murder' at the top of her lungs. Her bandanna was askew, covering part of her eyes. She quickly tried to fix it, knowing the wrath of Hex was upon her. The anger-challenged turtle girl raced after her, going in a baseball slide to get under the table.
"ALL OF THEM!? DID YOU HAVE TO USE ALL OF THEM?!" she shrieked, reaching out to tackle the younger mutant. The little freak had used all the pizzas for Frisbees of all things and now she thought she could escape?! NO WAY!
"Uh, yeah?" Daydream replied, making a swift retreat away from the table and towards the couch. She vaulted over it, trying to escape the rage of Hexadecimal. Arista had to duck to avoid being kicked in the head. Her blue bandanna tails whipped forward, caught in the rushing wind of the girl. Hex was right on Day's shell, leaping over the couch, her own black bandanna tails streaming out behind her.
"Should we stop them?" Ziptango asked Arista who shrugged. This was good entertainment seeing as they had already watched the all of the movies at least once. They were even starting to run out of DVD commentaries to watch.
"I don't know, but I'd start running if I had anything to do with it." Arista looked toward Zip with amusement in her eyes. Getting the hint, Zip started towards the kitchen. Once there, she grabbed a couple of Dr.Pepper's and a bag of Doritos. Smiling, the 'innocent one' headed off to her room with the silence of a mouse, ready to camp out until Hex's temper abated. Hex finally caught Daydream and now had her in a headlock.
"-Why- did you use the pizzas for Frisbees?!" she demanded. Daydream extracted herself from the headlock and gave the older turtle a grin.
"It seemed like fun!" she exclaimed in her usual perky tone. Hex was not affected by her perkiness.
"Did it ever occur to you that other people in this apartment might ENJOY pizza?" She hissed.
"Zip was playing too!" Daydream stated, trying to come up with a defense. Or at least a partner in crime. A second offender was always a good thing to have. Seeing that Hex was in a violent state, Arista came over and stood between the two.
"Hex, don't kill Daydream. It's not her fault she's immature." Arista soothed, speaking only to Hex. Daydream scowled.
"I am not! I'm just misunderstood!" She put in, putting her hands on her hips. Arista rolled her eyes.
"Whatever. Anyways, since we don't have pizza, we can just eat something else." The blue bandanna'd turtle supplied an alternative. Hex shook her head slowly.
"No, let's just order out. I really WANTED," She raised her voice which made Daydream stick out her tongue. "To have pizza tonight." Arista frowned slightly.
"I don't know if we can. You'd have to ask Zip how much money we have left." She stated, putting a hand to her head. She was so going to have a headache after this. Hex was already making her way towards Zip's room.
"Zip! Open the door." She knocked on it first and then jiggled the handle. Locked. A piece of paper was thrust under the doorway. Arista, who had joined Hex, bent down and grabbed it. It read:
'Hex, I'm sorry about the pizzas, but even the use of pizzas as Frisbees doesn't give you the right to murder me.'
"Ziptango, I'm not going to kill you. We want to order out, but we don't know it we have enough money." Hex explained through the keyhole. After a few minutes, another note was slipped through the door.
'Seventy-five dollars in the Pizza Only fund. And I'm not coming out until you promise not to yell at me.'
Arista grinned as she walked towards the phone. "I think you've got her convinced that you'll kill her."
"That's just great." The older turtle girl turned to the door. "I swear I won't yell, scream, kill, or anything. But this contract is null and void towards Daydream." While this exchange was going on, the fifteen-year-old had been sitting on the couch with her arms and head over the back. At this remark, she immediately jumped up from the couch and raced for her own room. Meanwhile, Arista had called the pizza place and had given them their orders. When finished, she went over to the closet and grabbed her trench coat and fedora.
"Hex, I'll be back in a little while!" she announced, walking to the door. A muffled voice gave a cry from behind Zip's door.
"Hurry! I'm hungry!" Hex glared at the door.
"And how do you think you're gonna get food with the door closed?" she asked, hands on her hips.
"Squash it with a rolling pin and slide it under the crack!" Zip's voice exclaimed. Hex gave Arista a last exasperated look as the blue-bandanna's turtle left the apartment.
a/n: A new chapter! Finally! ^_^
New Chapter! BEFORE SOMEBODY KILLS ME!!!!! ^_^
On the corner of Berks and Henson, there's a nice, homely grocery store. It sells a little bit of everything, from potato chips to pickled pigs feet to frozen pizza, which was what four particular people were after. No, not the pickled pigs feet, you dork, the pizza! Sheesh. They were standing near the front of the grocery store in a circle. Each was completely covered from head to toe, yet no one gave them a second glance. Go figure, it WAS New York, you know. Ziptango was holding a foot-long shopping list in front of her, often raising her eyebrows at some of the odd stuff her roommates had written down. The other three were grinning as the turtle in purple read off their favorite items.
"Okay, we've got popcorn, chips, pizza, chocolate, chicken noodle soup, Top Ramen, pizza, pizza, pizza, pasta.wait, never mind, that's pizza too, but it's spelled wrong." Zip narrowed her eyes at Daydream who gave her a brilliant smile. "I believe we got the point, Day."
"I know, I just wanted to make sure." Hex and Arista groaned simultaneously, shaking their heads.
"How could you even think that we'd forget pizza?" Hex asked. Day shrugged.
"I dunno, just thought y'all were a little dense, that's all." She grinned and ducked behind an aisle as Hex came after her, a glare set on her face. Arista laughed and took the list from Zip.
"Let's see, we also need the essentials, like toilet paper, milk, vegetables, cereal, meat, ACTUAL food. And don't get too much chocolate; you guys know I'm allergic." Daydream, Hex, and Ziptango nodded, saying 'we know' in triple intervals. After receiving their orders, the teenage turtles split up. Arista headed off towards the dairy aisle. She had chosen that one for herself, worrying that if she let one of the others do it, they'd come back laden with ice cream and frozen yogurt. Hex went towards the fruit and vegetables; it had been a unison vote to send her that way, trusting her vegetarian lifestyles to bring back the best and tastiest food she could find. Daydream was forced onto the soup, cereal, and bread aisles in hopes that she wouldn't be distracted by candy and junk food. Ziptango was sent after the odds and ends like paper, books, magazines, toiletries, and anything else she could think of. An hour later, they met back at the front of the store, baskets full of food which they dumped into a single buggy.
"You know, no one got any pizza." Ziptango remarked in astonishment. Everyone looked sideways at Arista who gave them all the evil eye back.
"Hey, no one told me to pick up the pizza." She defended, raising her hands. Hex sighed.
"I'll go get them." She began to walk towards the frozen foods.
"I'm comin' too!" Daydream exclaimed and trotted after the taller turtle who walked faster, trying to lose her unwanted companion. Zip and Arista grabbed the list and began to check off things they had gotten.
"Soft drinks?"
"Check."
"Milk?"
"Check."
"Cheese?"
"Check."
"Lunchables?"
"Lunchables? No, didn't get those."
"Cost too much anyway. Crackers?"
"Yep."
About a third of the list was checked off when Hex and Day returned. They had both filled their baskets to the max. They were bickering like a two cats stuck in a holly bush.
"You got six mushrooms! I didn't say you could get six mushrooms!" Daydream complained, trying to sneak around and snatch the pizzas from Hexadecimal's basket. The older mutant was quicker though; she switched the basket from her right hand to her left.
"Since when did you become my mother?" She countered, holding the pizza high above her head. Daydream smirked.
"Since yesterday."
"You little." Hex was cut off by Arista's firm protests.
"Are you two nuts? We only have a little bit of money; we can't afford all these pizzas!" She motioned at the abundance of pizzas. Hex and Day glanced at each other.
"You need variety!" Hex exclaimed.
"And this is a problem why?" Day asked, sounding annoyed that she couldn't have all the pizzas she wanted. Ziptango pulled out a dollar.
"This, children, is a dollar." She took up the tone of a teacher talking to a preschooler. She twirled it around, showing all the sides to the younger turtle. Day rolled her eyes.
"Duh." Ziptango picked up a bag of 3 Musketeers.
"We use money to buy candy, children." She first shoved the candy in Day's face and then the money. She repeated the process. Daydream was now frowning, but the other two turtle girls were grinning.
"I learned this in kindergarten, Zip."
"Well, then you should know that it takes a lot of money to buy that many pizzas, CHILD!"
"You're telling me this why?" Her voice made it sound as if Zip was the confused one. Zip flung her hands into the air.
"I proclaim her brain-dead!" She yelled in agitation, thrusting a finger at Daydream. Arista smiled mischievously.
"Zip, please tell me you already knew that!" said Arista, laughter in her voice. Hex sighed and grabbed the cart. She started pushing it towards the check-out.
"Where're you going?" Arista asked, following the black bandana'd turtle who was walking briskly away.
"If we just stood around and talked about the stupidity of one another, we'd be in that spot for all eternity!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A few days later
"Hey!" Ziptango yelled as Daydream accidentally hit her with the end of her paintbrush. It created a large purple-blue mark on Zip's olive green skin. Daydream grinned innocently.
"Sorry Zip!" she apologized. The turtle girls were painting Zip's room a uniform purplish-blue color at the moment. They had finished Daydream's, Hex's, and Arista's rooms earlier that day, which was a few days after they had gone to the grocery store. They had thrown paint at the walls of Dream's room, giving it a very neat look of total disarray. It was a mixture of yellow, orange, and white splashes. The other the mutant girls had tried to explain that the room was too bright to sleep in, but Daydream wouldn't hear it. She liked it like that! Hex's room was painted a dark, forest green with even strokes. It gave off the feeling of being in a forest glade. Arista's room had been painted three shades of blue: dark, midnight blue at the bottom, a lighter, ocean-blue color in the middle, and a light, sky blue color at the top. Very blue. In addition to painting the bedrooms, the bathroom had been given a new coat of paint consisting of purple-blue, midnight blue, forest green, and a mixed mess of white, yellow, and orange. It had an ugly, yet interesting rainbow effect going on.
"Day, you're dangerous with that thing." teased Arista, placing her own brush down into the pan of paint.
"I'm dangerous with a lot of things!" Day giggled, putting a finishing touch on the wall. Hex, who was in the kitchen corner, gave a yell of anger. It was followed by rather loud rummaging noises.
"Where's all the pizza?!" Arista rolled her dark brown eyes. Sometimes her roommates were infuriating.
"In the freezer!" she replied, a monotone in her voice. Hex slammed the freezer door shut and stalked into Zip's newly painted room.
"Yeah, I sorta guessed that Rista, but there's no pizza in there." She stated, glaring at her three roommates. Dream gasped in pseudo-horror.
"Not the pizza! I'm gonna die!" she wailed, flinging her paintbrush away as she fell to the floor, giving the impression of a faint. Hex exchanged glances with Arista as Ziptango ducked the flying paintbrush.
"Hey, watch where you're throwing those things!" Zip ordered, sighing as it hit the wall and created a huge dark purple spot. The room was covered in similar spots for similar reasons.
"Dream, do you know anything about the disappearing pizza?" Hex asked in a scarily calm voice, beginning to form a conclusion. Daydream stuck her tongue in her cheek as she sat up. She hummed for about a moment, thinking of an answer.
"Well, that depends on the meanin' of know." The turtle girl avoided the question; she also was turning a light shade of pink under her green skin. It was the tell-tall sign that Daydream was lying, or at least trying to lie. Hex raised an eye-ridge.
"I'm pretty sure you know what know means." Arista said, narrowing her eyes. Missing pizza was a big thing around here and all four turtles took it seriously. Ziptango meanwhile became very interested in putting another coat of paint on the wall. She was hoping not to be noticed by the anger- fueled eyes of Hexadecimal.
"Zip, do you know anything about Day's sudden amnesia?" interrogated Hex, her gaze turning to the turtle in purple. 'Busted.' Zip sighed, but kept her gaze on the wall.
"I have one thing to say and that is it. Cooked pizzas do not make good Frisbees."
"Yes they do, ya just weren't throwin' 'em right!" Day stated, getting off the floor and brushing herself off. She seemed to forgotten the reason why they were talking about pizza. Hex's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates.
"WHAT?!?" She advanced towards Daydream, arms outstretched as if to strangle the younger mutant. Daydream squeaked and ran out of the room, Hex right on her tail.
"You used the pizzas for FRISBEES???" she screeched, lunging for Day's foot. The turtle jumped away and rolled across the floor. Zip and Arista raced out of Zip's room, ready to break up the fight if it got nasty.
"HELP ME!!!!" Daydream screamed, running past them towards the kitchen. Hex was directly behind her, sorely intent on catching her small, weak prey.
"You're on your own, Day!" Arista shouted, sitting down on the blue couch. Not much had happened since they had gotten there, so this was pretty interesting. Zip watched as Hex tore past her, intent on taking out her newest victim in the most gruesome way.
"Watch it, Day, she's out for blood!" Zip supplied, looking around for popcorn.
"DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO OPTIMISTIC?!" Daydream yelled and hid herself under the table, screaming 'murder' at the top of her lungs. Her bandanna was askew, covering part of her eyes. She quickly tried to fix it, knowing the wrath of Hex was upon her. The anger-challenged turtle girl raced after her, going in a baseball slide to get under the table.
"ALL OF THEM!? DID YOU HAVE TO USE ALL OF THEM?!" she shrieked, reaching out to tackle the younger mutant. The little freak had used all the pizzas for Frisbees of all things and now she thought she could escape?! NO WAY!
"Uh, yeah?" Daydream replied, making a swift retreat away from the table and towards the couch. She vaulted over it, trying to escape the rage of Hexadecimal. Arista had to duck to avoid being kicked in the head. Her blue bandanna tails whipped forward, caught in the rushing wind of the girl. Hex was right on Day's shell, leaping over the couch, her own black bandanna tails streaming out behind her.
"Should we stop them?" Ziptango asked Arista who shrugged. This was good entertainment seeing as they had already watched the all of the movies at least once. They were even starting to run out of DVD commentaries to watch.
"I don't know, but I'd start running if I had anything to do with it." Arista looked toward Zip with amusement in her eyes. Getting the hint, Zip started towards the kitchen. Once there, she grabbed a couple of Dr.Pepper's and a bag of Doritos. Smiling, the 'innocent one' headed off to her room with the silence of a mouse, ready to camp out until Hex's temper abated. Hex finally caught Daydream and now had her in a headlock.
"-Why- did you use the pizzas for Frisbees?!" she demanded. Daydream extracted herself from the headlock and gave the older turtle a grin.
"It seemed like fun!" she exclaimed in her usual perky tone. Hex was not affected by her perkiness.
"Did it ever occur to you that other people in this apartment might ENJOY pizza?" She hissed.
"Zip was playing too!" Daydream stated, trying to come up with a defense. Or at least a partner in crime. A second offender was always a good thing to have. Seeing that Hex was in a violent state, Arista came over and stood between the two.
"Hex, don't kill Daydream. It's not her fault she's immature." Arista soothed, speaking only to Hex. Daydream scowled.
"I am not! I'm just misunderstood!" She put in, putting her hands on her hips. Arista rolled her eyes.
"Whatever. Anyways, since we don't have pizza, we can just eat something else." The blue bandanna'd turtle supplied an alternative. Hex shook her head slowly.
"No, let's just order out. I really WANTED," She raised her voice which made Daydream stick out her tongue. "To have pizza tonight." Arista frowned slightly.
"I don't know if we can. You'd have to ask Zip how much money we have left." She stated, putting a hand to her head. She was so going to have a headache after this. Hex was already making her way towards Zip's room.
"Zip! Open the door." She knocked on it first and then jiggled the handle. Locked. A piece of paper was thrust under the doorway. Arista, who had joined Hex, bent down and grabbed it. It read:
'Hex, I'm sorry about the pizzas, but even the use of pizzas as Frisbees doesn't give you the right to murder me.'
"Ziptango, I'm not going to kill you. We want to order out, but we don't know it we have enough money." Hex explained through the keyhole. After a few minutes, another note was slipped through the door.
'Seventy-five dollars in the Pizza Only fund. And I'm not coming out until you promise not to yell at me.'
Arista grinned as she walked towards the phone. "I think you've got her convinced that you'll kill her."
"That's just great." The older turtle girl turned to the door. "I swear I won't yell, scream, kill, or anything. But this contract is null and void towards Daydream." While this exchange was going on, the fifteen-year-old had been sitting on the couch with her arms and head over the back. At this remark, she immediately jumped up from the couch and raced for her own room. Meanwhile, Arista had called the pizza place and had given them their orders. When finished, she went over to the closet and grabbed her trench coat and fedora.
"Hex, I'll be back in a little while!" she announced, walking to the door. A muffled voice gave a cry from behind Zip's door.
"Hurry! I'm hungry!" Hex glared at the door.
"And how do you think you're gonna get food with the door closed?" she asked, hands on her hips.
"Squash it with a rolling pin and slide it under the crack!" Zip's voice exclaimed. Hex gave Arista a last exasperated look as the blue-bandanna's turtle left the apartment.
a/n: A new chapter! Finally! ^_^