TMNT2012 Stranger Than Fiction Chapter 2

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Chapter 2: In Which Sleep is Important
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Okay I don’t know what’s worse, the very bad horror movie I can hear from next door or the yelling I can hear from above my apartment.

Damn noisy teenagers and neighbours from hell…

There isn’t much to know about the guy next door, all I know is that he’s some lazy jackass living on benefits and hasn’t worked a single day in his life.

“We are wasting our time!”

I can hear from above, narrowing my eyes in annoyance before placing the pillow on to my head, damn kids, I have school in the morning, don’t make me come up there damn you!

“Intel? You mean April told you” one of them spoke

Not long after another voice teased “You mean your giiirlfriend!”

I groaned, as the noise grew louder, pushing my pillow harder on my ears.

This is seriously getting on my nerves, it’s bad enough that I go to college day in and out, completing paper work, in fact a couple of weeks ago I nearly got hit by a white van coming back from my night job but this is ridiculous.

“WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BLASTED SIGNAL” I can hear my neighbour yell

The noise of him getting up and walking towards the stairway to the rooftop, maybe now there can be some peace and quite I thought to myself.

To be honest I never liked my neighbour, he was a self-absorbed prick with lack of hygiene but who knows maybe under that exterior he’s a nice man?

“Which one of you green hamshanks busted up my satellite!!”

Okay I take it back he’s a douche

The noises upstairs erupted into a huge argument, maybe this is a good opportunity to grab those sleeping pills? Wait do I even have sleeping pills?

“Hey! Watch it buddy!!!”

“Oh, I didn’t know you had salad tongs!!!”

Okay forget sleeping pills, I need some alcohol, I wonder if seven eleven is still open for me to get my scotch?

With the thought of alcohol coming to my mind, I got up, got my coat and began to make my journey downstairs however half way down I remembered I needed money to get the fore mentioned beverage.

So turn round, go back to apartment room, who knows maybe the noise has quieted down and I can get some sleep.

“Salad Tongs!!! I am not going to take this from some greasy pit stained slob with a comb over!!”

“You calling me ugly? You seen a mirror lately circus freak!!!”

I guess not, grab purse and begin mission to obtain the beverage known as scotch.
I don’t even know why I’m talking like that?
There were these annoying guys that came to a donut shop I frequented and were very annoying.

I can still hear their annoying voices not

‘Krang do you think the thing known as donut will put more weight on krang?’
‘Don’t worry krang, your not as fat as krang, besides I think that krang can use a treat to make krang happy’
‘Krang thanks krang’

Ugh, I wonder if that was a case of inbreeding?

After leaving the apartment and making my way to the shop, I got my scotch and made my way back, already opening the bottle with very tired hands, taking a swig and loving the taste.

Just as I was about to walk in the entrance to the apartments and spoke like a high school girl with a crush “Hah, I’m going to sleep well to-”

Just as the words left my mouth, a man fell from the building above, I jumped in shock.

“OH MY GOD WHAT THE HE-”

Just as I fiddled for my phone, a little pink marshmallow burst out of the man’s chest and ran off screeching, I stood there in shock, trying to process what I’ve just seen.

I slowly turned and looked at the bottle, beginning to pour down the contents of my already wasted money.
I’m going to need something a lot stronger than scotch, maybe the pizza boy had the right idea turning to pot.

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Authors Note: Based on episode three turtle temper, I loved that episode with Raphael because he seemed like a total Tsundere to me, so cute and adorable.