Musical Mikey Au

TMNT H.S.H: Fiddle me this

The quads visit Ireland for a holiday, and they come across a music shop with a magical fiddle. Is the fiddle really magical, or is it just a myth?
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The turtles were out for a walk in Dublin, Ireland, trying to find a new adventure. They decided to take a break from saving New York, so they took the shell razor across the world's sewers to Ireland.

"Dudes, I'm so excited!" Mikey exclaimed,  jumping up and down.

"Stay close, Mikey. We don't know where we are, and we might get lost." Leo told him.

"Even if we do get lost, I put a tracking device on the shell razor so we can find our way back." Donnie chirpped up.

"Of course you did." Raph said, rolling his eyes.

"Is everyone's cloaking broaches working?" Leo asked.

Raph, Mikey, and Donnie all confirmed. They continued walking until Mikey saw a music shop. He didn't hesitate to run towards it, much to his brothers dismay. They followed him towards the shop, and once they went inside, they were taken aback. The shop was huge and filled with instruments.

"This... is....AWESOME!" He shouted before attempting to run off again, only this time Raph held him back.

"Mikey, stay close." Leo said.

They split up into two teams and went to explore the place. While exploring with Donnie, Mikey was suddenly intrigued by a fiddle. Before he could get a closer look, a man came came over and started talking to the two.

"I see you've taken interest in our extra special instrument." He said.

"How is it special?" Donnie asked. Leo and Raph came over as well.

"Legend said that this is a magic fiddle that was made thousands of years ago. It's said that if the right person plays the fiddle, then its magical powers will be activated once more. We said that if someone is able to make it glow, then they get the fiddle free of charge." The man said.

"Why don't ya give it a try, kid." He said.

"Well, OK." Mikey said before picking up the fiddle.

"Well, goodbye hearing." Raph said sarcastically.

"Come on, Raph, don't be like that. Give it a go, Mikey."

When Mikey started playing, everyone was blown away. Not only could Mikey play the fiddle, but the fiddle was glowing a bright orange. His bow glided along the strings as the glow brightened with every note. When he finished his song, the fiddle had new markings on it, and Mikey's freckles were glowing.

"Woah. Mikey, since when did you play fiddle?" Leo asked.

"Let's just say I had some practice." He said with a smug look.

"Trust me. He made me make him a homemade fiddle when we were seven." Donnie said to Leo.

"Well, we know who the rightful owner is. Here you go." He said, handing the instrument to Mikey.

"Thanks, Mr...." He started.

"Strings. My friends call me strings." He said.

"Well, thanks, Mr Strings." Mikey said.

Mr Strings took the fiddle and packed it up for Mikey. He then handed it to him.

"Here you go, kid."

"Thanks again." Mikey responded.

"You're a really special kid, you know. Many people had tried to get it to glow for hundreds of years. Use the magic for the right reasons." He said to Mikey.

"I will. Thanks, Mr Strings." He said with a wink.

They left the shop and headed back to the shell razor. On the way back to New York, Mikey played non-stop and let the magic course through his fingertips. Once they get home, Mikey will find a way to put his magic to good use.