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Skating down the streets made the wind rush through my hair and give me another adrenaline burst. I push down on the pavement once more; My glide streak was flawless. Internally I congratulated myself for the flawless glide.
I skated all the way down to the park. My plan was to hit the park for a few hours of exercise, hit "Perrie's Pizza Parlour" for a quick bite to eat, then take the sewers for a faster route to the massive arcade in the downtown part of New York. The plan for everyday was this. It was better than having to deal with a constantly fighting parent couple.
'Even their ugly, noisy voices ring in my head when I think of their fights. Uggghhhh. Real bummer they can be annoying. Grand-pops always told me how, as kids, my parents were a couple of impulse.'
But, as I always say: Now is now, and the past is no longer in the now. Original thinking there. With all of my original thinking in the front of my mind , I never realized I had almost passed the parlour. Kicking up my skateboard, I head inside the glass doors that lead to cheesy goodness. When my hand almost touched the door, I turn my head slightly, but just enough to see a ginormous shadow disappear. Though it was somewhat freaky, I shrug it off.
After the pizza adventure I had, I take my skateboard and soda pop down into the sewers where it would take me to the Arcade. Going at a decent speed so I wouldn't crash into anything, I pull a drift around a corner. But...
CRASH!
My skateboard flew out from underneath my feet as I tripped on a loose pipe sticking out. (Haha ;D Did ya think Mikey was gonna be there?)
"God dammit! Who the fuck leaves a pipe in the middle of the sewer?! ... Okay, that seems fair... Whatever...", I couldn't help but curse out loud.
I huffed and picked up my skateboard, continuing down the sewers to the Arcade. When I get there, the same shadow at the parlour was around the corner, hanging out in the alley way. Yes, I know, curiosity killed the cat. Don't change a thing; I'm still curious. I make my way around the corner, completely forgetting about the Arcade and spot a mutant turtle sitting on a dumpster with his head hanging down.
Boldly, I approach the turtle and hop onto the dumpster, sitting next to him. He immediately looks up and his facial expression goes from sad to shocked.
"Hey. You looked down, so I wanted to see... what's up?"
"Oh, hey dudette. Uhm, well... My three other brothers were just being mean and my second oldest brother, Raph, was telling me that I wasn't capable of being mature. And that I was a screw up."
"Ouch. Well... Anyone is capable of being mature. I know that for sure. Don't let yourself get down, man!"
The orange clad turtle looked up from his feet and to my face instead. He smiled a cute smile of gratitude, but to me, it still seemed pretty down. I sighed, smiling nonetheless, and invited this turtle to come with me to the arcade. He was instantly overjoyed to go to this arcade; He had never heard of this arcade before and was excited to go and check out the place.
