Fourth Floor Common Room, Dinnertime

Isabel was in the mood to cook. After a trip to town to get supplies, she made a huge pot of taco meat, and then spent some time slicing and dicing an assortment of totally moddable toppings. There was even chocolate cake for dessert.

There was a CD glowing on the counter as it played some Jimmy Buffet and Isabel was quietly singing along. "Fins to the left, fins to the right and you're the only game in town..."

[identity profile] turtle-techie.livejournal.com 2007-07-03 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry," he said sheepishly. "The mutagen was what made us like we are." Donnie glanced at Michelangelo again. "We started out, many years ago, just like any other baby turtle. Then we ran afoul of this stuff... a green gel, that made us grow larger and intelligent. But we don't know anything about it, so it's always possible it could wear off or something."

[identity profile] turtle-techie.livejournal.com 2007-07-03 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Donnie ducked his head a little as he tried a bite of the food, nodding at Isabel. "Yeah, that's a good point, actually," he said, smiling. "Thanks. I keep forgetting to keep perspective on it."