Home is Where the Turtle Lives
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Mikey's POV on their new home.
Disclaimer: Don't own them. How sad.
A/N: Thanks for the wonderful reviews. Lion-Goddess and MRK, thanks for your kind reviews. I turn three shades red when I read them. Then I was force to hide under a rock with my muse. Pacphys, welcome back and congs on your award. You earn it for a great story. Hapi4eva, giving the fact that you read them out of order. I can understand your confusion. Kaleidoscope Effect to Small Consolation of Knowledge is basic on the first movie. Unwanted Heir and forward are basic on second movie. I hope that clear up some confusion. Thank you for review each one of the series.
--Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.—
John Howard Payne
((Mikey's POV))
Dude, this place is amazing. I cannot believe no one else found this place but it doesn't matter now. Now, it is ours! This is The Turtles Resident! We eat, sleep, and kick butt!
It is so big and bright. The ceiling seems to go on forever. The lights almost feel that you are outside among the human world. It is big enough to play football or baseball here. Here is Mikey setting up for the pitch and the pitcher throws the ball. Mikey hits it away. The ball flies right into one of the light post. Ouch…well, maybe not baseball. It doesn't matter, dude! We can do anything now!
It is big enough for us to train without running into the furniture. No more junkyard visits just because we break something. We get to have real furniture that can fit where it suppose too. No more, maybe it is can fit into that corner with a little help of removing its legs. No more creative design to get a sofa into the home. There is plenty of room for us to live. Everyone can their own train car. Oh, oh...I want the last one! That is mine! It just screams Mikey's pad! Oh, I am going to make a sign that says, "MIKEY'S PAD!" It is going to be in big red letters. Better yet, I am going to use an old pizza box. I am far enough away to hear Raph's loud snoring. No more of Donny's experiments shaking my room. No more Leo complaining of Raph's loud snoring and Donny's experiments.
It isn't the fact that I don't miss my home in the sewers. I miss it very much. It is the place me and my brothers grew up. The sewers give me so many happy times like my first taste of pizza. The first time, I didn't bop my nun chutes on my head during training. So many first times things that I did there. When Metal Head destroy our home, he did more than destroy the furniture and stuff. He destroyed our safe place. He took it away and shattered it. We could never go back to it. We were refuges within our own city.
But now, we have a home. It feels like home. I like having that sort of feeling again.
Leo is doing it again. He is looking over his shoulder hoping that Raph will appear. I swear those two are so stubborn. I know Leo is worry about Raph. I am worry about Raph. It has been nearly a week. Donny and I have a plan to drag Leo out of our new home and going to search for Raph. How you ask?
It just involves pizza, rope, and a rubber chicken.
Raph is going to love this place when he sees it. Beside, we need his help with the biggest task of our adult lives.
Dusting.
The End.