TMNT: 2003 Boyfriend scenario - Love Is Blossoming.

The strangest bunch in town - All

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Just by the look, everybody could agree that the Hamoto home was far from normal. Obviously it had something to do with the fact that they were ninjas, they were turtles and they lived in a sewer. All that added up, and you'd already have the whole definition of strange. However, if you push all those things aside, and just concentrate on the fact they're adult-teenagers with very strong personalities...

Then you have the definition of completely, totally crazy.

Each of the Turtles' girlfriends knew this very well. Because even though they knew each Turtle was different, then they were well-aware of that one similarity between them: Competitiveness.

Today of all days was a good example of how the four poor girls had to live in a house filled to the rim with boys. Earlier in the morning while everybody had eaten breakfast in the kitchen, Mikey had taken the liberty to mock Raph like any other day. The conversation had started out with Mikey blabbering about his win at the Battle Nexus while he clearly taunted his hot-headed brother, saying he couldn't do better than him.

As any other day, after few minutes, the kitchen had gone havoc. Each brother joined in and challenged that they could do better than their respective brother. And at the end of the day, what had started as joking ended up in a challenge. Each Turtle had to act as his respective brother until nightfall or they had to take the consequences and had to clean the bathroom for a whole week straight(Which with nine people in total, wasn't a very popular chore.)

To make everything fair and make the act more realistic, each girl had to swop boyfriend and spend the entire day with her immediate brother-in-law as if it was their own favored Turtle. That though is easier said than done.

For (L/g) she quickly found out that Mikey never would be able to pull off a real good act of Leo. Meditating and training; relaxing and reading. Any calm activity Leo used to pull off seemed to be pure torture for the always so hyperactive brother.

"Ahh!" Mikey exclaimed and loosened himself from his cross-legged position. "We already did this in the morning. I've sat here for hours now!"

"Actually..." (L/g) smiled sympathetic. "You've only meditated for about 3 minutes."

"Argh!" Falling back onto his shell, Mikey breathed out dramatically. "Dude, how can this be the only thing you and Leo do together? It's boooring."

"Well..." (L/g) wanted to comment Leo usually didn't only meditate nor trained while they hang out, but something told her If she tried explaining Mikey about the other part of Leo, who wasn't as serious, then Mikey most likely wouldn't believe it.

Not getting a fast respond, Mikey continued his talking, this time with a grin forming on his face. "On the good side, if I'm having a hard time then I'd bet Leo has a even worse time."

(M/g)'s orange-masked brother-in-law wasn't wrong. While Mikey and (L/g) spend time in the dojo section of the Lair, she and Leo hung out on the couch while watching TV. Or at least tried to watch TV.

In the first part of the day (M/g) had suggested she and Leo could cook together...

That obviously didn't go well.

There was a reason Leo was dismissed from cooking, and now (M/g) knew. Everything, except the task of making coffee and tea, had Leo managed to somewhat screw up big time. (M/g) could tell the blue-masked leader felt bad about the obvious mess he had made, and therefore suggested they instead should watch TV. 

That didn't go well either.

(M/g) had never experienced anybody being that bad at just relaxing. (M/g), herself, was the kind of person who wanted to use her time properly. But compared to Leo that seemed like a major joke.

"Leo?" (M/g) asked worried, noticing his stiff grimace.

"Mike...Mikey really have a talent..." Leo admitted, glaring miserable at the screen that displayed Spongebob Squarepants. "Anybody who can watch this and enjoy uneducational themes has a talent."

For the hot-head in the family it was the exact opposite. Raph wished more than anything not to watch something that was educational. Raph was a pretty well-rounded mechanic when it came to vehicles. When it came to the toaster, however, he was as good as lost, and apparently (D/g), who tripped nervously beside him, knew this too.

"And he fix this in under half an hour?" Raph question doubtfully, lifting the toaster.

(D/g) nodded slowly while eyeing the objekt in his hands as if ready to explode in his hands. "Maybe earlier, depending on the damage."

"Damn," Raph grunted as he glanced around the lab. "Well, where the hell do he hide the manual then?"

(D/g) doubted she ever had seen Donnie use a manual. After all he was a genius. He could fix anything, build anything, understand anything. Knowing her brother-in-law's temper, (D/g) was hesitant to utter this fact, but it didn't seem like she needed to. Just by the look of her expression Raph felt a tick of frustration gather in his eye. This was going to be a long, long day.

As for Donnie, it wasn't the part of fixing the Shell Cycle he had a hard time with nor the fact of punching a practice-dummy every once in awhile. For a person with the general mind-set of a kindhearted pacifist, Don's real challenge came down to his behaviour. Being in a grumpy mood and be rough in his words wasn't something he found easy, and (R/g) wouldn't stand back to tell him so.

"Seriously, Donnie," (R/g) said with a suppressed yawn. "How can you and Raph be related?"

"Just because we're brothers, it doesn't mean we're similar by every atom," Don replied and continued his work of art with Raph's bike. "Sometimes one of us can something the others can't."

(R/g) had nothing against the smart Turtle or his sweet nature, but compared to her time with Raph, which always seemed as a wild ride, being with Donnie was rather...uneventful for her taste. 

"If you know that, why did you then agree to do this switcheroonie stuff?" (R/g) quizzed.

"Isn't it obvious?" Don stopped his working hands and looked up to his sister-in-law. "Have you seen the bath after master Splinter has showered? Removing all his fur from the drain is for no innocent soul."

(R/g)'s eyes widened shocked, but before she could ask further, Donnie already had begun his work again, trying to imitate his brother's frown unsuccessful.

The time ticked and after hours the day had begun to show it's last rays. As the only one in the Lair unaware of the competition, master Splinter made his way to the bathroom for his regular shower; paying no attention to his sons and daughters oddly behavior.

Who would be the poor soul in the stange bunch to lose?