Life As A Motto. Sequel to Bad Things Happen!

"I REFUSE TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR TURTLE ANYMORE!"

A/N: this is just going to be a short, jokey chapter because I forgot about Donatello. It is not at all essential to the story, more of just a funny little filler.

Laurens got a call from James Reynolds. He didn't want to answer it. But he thought that he should for some reason. So he did.

"Hello?"

"I REFUSE TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR TURLTE ANYMORE!" James yelled at him. "IF YOU WANT SOMEONE TO TAKE CARE OF HIM THEN TAKE HIM SOMEWHERE ELSE!"

"Wow. Might I ask what happened?" Laurens questioned.

"HE EATS EVERYTHING!" James continued. "He especially enjoys the taste of my papers!"

Laurens couldn't help but laugh a little bit.

"Come on man! I have assignments due soon that your turtle just ate!" James exclaimed.

"Ok fine. I will come and pick him up. But when I move back in, he will too." Laurens added.

"Good, then he can eat your doodles." James joked.

"Fine, then he can eat my 'doodles'." John laughed.

"Not to mention, I'm taking care of my daughter for the weekend and a turtle is the last thing I need right now." James continued ranting.

"You don't have to convince me, I said I'd come and get him..."

"And Maria is going to have dinner with me tonight and I can't be babysitting your pet."

John sighed. "Ok,"

"Good, please come by. Susan will be here in half an hour so the turtle must be gone by then."

"Alright, I'll be there in five." Laurens hung up after that. He ran downstairs and grabbed his coat.

"Where are you going sweetie?" Martha asked.

"I have to get my turtle." The boy answered.

"Why do you have a turtle again?" Washington asked.

"Peggy gave it to me as a birthday present. It is now the only remaining thing from our relationship. Only because I can't throw away a turtle." Laurens chuckled, making the other two laugh as well.

"Ok, just please be responsible with it. I don't want a turtle randomly making its way into into my study." Washington laughed.

"He won't leave my room." Laurens reassured them. He went outside and hailed a cab. He arrived at the dorm in five minutes just like he said he would. The campus wasn't far anyway. He went inside and made his way to his dorm.

"Finally! Now grab the thing and get him out." James scoffed.

"What's the magic word?" Laurens smirked.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, you hurt my feelwings." He quivered his lip like a five year old. (Yes, I meant to write feelwings.)

"Pleeeease... get out!"

"I'll take it." Laurens grabbed his turtle and put it in its tank. (Thank you for letting me know that.)
Before turning to head out.

"Thank you. Now hurry before you ruin my night."

"Like how you ruined my brother and sister-in-law's marriage?"

"Get out."

"Ok."