Song Star, Turtle Style

Disclaimer: Turtles are not my creation- if you do not know who created them – then get an education. Now this plot bunny is based on the last two days at my work (I work in a Vacation care peeps). See we has the Play station 2 game where you sang karaoke and could do battle song style. It was such a big hit, that we had it two days in a row. I tell you I have heard Maroon 5 so many times – I could sing it in my sleep. Anyways, thought it would be fun to put this game into the hands of our favourite green boys.

Sit down and enjoy the fun!

Some of the songs mentioned are not on the singing game, but are included for various reasons.

Oh and no flames for Casey Jones poor grammar – it's who he is.

Chapter 1

A new toy

"Now that we've found love what are we goner do with it," Mikey sang as he waited outside the bathroom. He was waiting for his older brother to finish up, though his brother was taking his time today. He too was in a singing mood.

"This love has taken it's tole on me." Mikey tapped to the music, as he listened to his own song on the Discman.

On the other side of the lair, Leonardo had his morning meditation session. This was usually the best time for such an activity, for his brothers were not in full annoyance mode just yet.

Donnie was humming under his breath as he worked. If one listened closely, they could make out that it could possibly be "I'm a believer." However, because poor Donnie was out of tune, it was hard to tell. That was probably why Donnie was not singing; even he knew his singing was likely to break any glass objects within ten metres.

The bathroom door opened, out came a beaming Raphael. "Morning everyone!"

"Okay, what have you done with the real Raphael?" Mikey said, seeing Raph was indeed in a very cheerful mood.

"None of your turtle wax, orange boy," Raph quickly smirked, but in a cheerful way.

"You know drugs are for losers," Mikey tried to guess what had Raph in such a good mood.

"Mike, you know I don't do drugs, bro. You should know me better than that little bro," Raph walked off to his room.

"Raph's got a new girlfriend!" Mikey called out into the lair. Raph ran out of his room and grabbed Mikey's mouth. Mikey grinned under Raph's hand.

"How'd you know?" He hissed.

"Just guessing, am I right?" Mikey could have bounced around with excitement if Raph was not holding onto him.

"Mikey one word – shut it," Raph took his hand off Mikey's mouth.
"That's two words, shut and it."

"You can count to two, congratulations, want a medal?" Raph smirked. He was still in a slightly good mood.

"Have you noticed no one else cares that you have a girlfriend?" Mikey asked, noticing Leo was still meditating, Donnie was still working on his project and neither had bothered to look up when Mikey had yelled into the lair.

"Good, let's keep it that way," Raph said.

Just then, the security serines went off.

"Casey Alert guys!" Donnie yelled from his spot. The four turtles worked fast to hide all their CDs and DVDs that they could find. Then they grabbed Master Splinter's favourite vase and hide it behind the toilet. Mikey throw the blanket over the couch, for last time Casey was over – he left a great big stain of red cordial, which almost resembled the sign of the foot. The turtles had to replace that couch for this new one. There was simply no way they would have the sign of the foot in their home.

"Hey hey green dudes!" Casey walked into the lair, carrying his usual bag of goodies (which were his bats and clubs) and another bag, which the turtles had not seen before.

"Hey Casey," Leo greeted him.

"Hello bonehead," Raph smiled at his pal.

"Don't tell us you're moving in?" Mikey asked, as he noticed the bag.

"This my friend is something I want you dudes to mind for me. Me Mam is not too well, so I'd said I'll come help her out til she's well enough again. While I'm away, I thought you guys would like to borrow this. I don't want to leave it at home, some thug'll probably nick off with it."

Casey pulled out a thin black box and showed it to the turtles.

"Play station 2!" Mikey beamed, he moved over to Casey, "Did I ever tell you, that you're welcome to lend us your toys anytime?"

"Mikey!" Leo warned, "Sorry, he's always wanted a Play station."

"Yeah and Don's a meanie-bum and won't build me one. Don't you think that's mean?" Mikey said to Casey.

"Why build one, when you ca borrow mine?" Casey asked.

"You got games on it?" Raph asked. He took the console off Casey, as Casey pulled out the games.

"Hockey, golf, another hockey game," Casey went on as he read them out. They were mostly sport or material arts games.

"What's the box?" Mikey asked, as he noticed another item in Casey's bag.

"This was a present from my Mam. Its some singing contest thing. Last time I played that April was over and she almost throw it out the window," Casey told the guys.

"How come?" Leo asked

"Let's just say, she was an amateur and I was a lead singer, she really hated that. Trust me, she is drop dead gorgeous, but she can't sing. Off the record you know," Casey whispered.

"Case, your in a sewer, who else is goner hear you?" Donnie said.

"Oh yeah, look I'm use to living in an apartment."

"Point taken," Don replied.

"Anyways I best get going; I want to get to Mam's by tonight. Thanks for minding my stuff," Casey said.

"Thanks Casey for letting us borrow your Play station," Leo said on behalf of them all.

Once Casey was well and truly gone, Mikey grabbed the Play station and walked over to the TV.

"I don't think so Mikey, it's training time," Leo said.
"What?" Raph and Donnie said, they too were about to join Mikey.

"Its training time, Master Splinter will be waiting."

"He really knows how to ruin a good time, that one," Raph said.

"Bummer," Don said.

"Make that triple bummer," Mikey mumbled, as he followed his brother to the dojo.

"How come no one is concentrating this morning?" Master Splinter asked, after he had seen the sloppy way his sons were performing this morning.

"Sorry Sensei, I think it's the Play station Casey dropped off just before," Leo told his master.

"He always was a tattletale," Mikey mumbled to Raph and Donnie.

"Mr Jones?" Master Splinter's ears pricked up.

"It's okay, Master Splinter, he's gone to his Mam's. She's sick. He dropped over hi Play station because he thought it was safer here than left in his empty apartment." Raphael told his father.

"Did I ever mention he's also a tattletale sometimes?" Mikey mumbled to Donnie.

"Shh, Mikey," Donnie whispered back.
"Michealangelo, you need to practice how to whisper without letting the rest of the world know you are even speaking," Master Splinter said.

"Yes Master Splinter," Mikey replied.

"I think it would be a good idea to resume this practice til later, since not everyone is in a disciplined state," Master Splinter said. Before he could dismiss them, Mikey was out in the lounge trying to fix up the system and calling for Donnie's assistance.

Donnie looked at Master Splinter, when Splinter nodded he left with Raphael.

"Are you not interested in this Play station, my son?" Splinter asked Leonardo. He had recently turned 18, which had seen a change in Leo rejecting most of the childish antics of his brothers. He wanted to be seen as the adult brother, not seen as still a child. Though deep down, Leo also wanted to have a turn on that machine, even if he knew Master Splinter would see him as childish.

"My son, it is not so childish to join in on the fun with your brothers. It is better to join in than to be left alone to wish you were with them," Master Splinter said. After some more conversation with Master Splinter, Leo soon got up and bowed and left the room.