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The green monster was angry and didn't care about the weapon or the turtles and he didn't care...

 He did not even care when his eyes began to fill with tears and that the mouse did not care about him while he was carrying the three or four turtles...

 He ran to his room and didn't care about anything except the test in his room...

after a while

The monster was sad, with red eyes and bloated from crying so much, he decided to come out for the last time.

 But he saw another scene that saddened him.

 The mouse was naming the little turtles from his favorite book, and then he went to the kitchen to eat the little ones.

 The green monster felt a terrible pain in his chest and his eyes filled with tears, so he sat down and hugged his legs to him and cried..

 He was sniffling with every tear that fell from his eye, and he felt something hitting his leg, so he looked to know what it was but was suddenly met by one of the small turtles.

 He had a big smile as he looked at the green monster.

 The green monster frowned: Are you bragging about your new name? Where has it been?

 The little turtle frowned and looked at the now-discarded book and looked at the green monster sadly.

 The green monster was confused: What is the matter? Where are you? Have a good look at him. You are not the turtle. Donatello has a rather long forehead. You are not Raphael. He has a piece of his armor missing. And you are not Leonardo either. A moment of silence. You are the fourth turtle, and he did not call you a mouse. Was it done? Ignore you...

 The little turtle looked sadly, and the green monster looked at him with sympathy: “You are like me, but why”

 The green monster picked up the little turtle, but then he realized: Wait a minute, you're not a boy, you're a girl, and I think I know why the mouse left you.

 The little turtle looked at him with incomprehension, but the green monster smiled: Don't worry, I won't abandon you. We are alike...with a smile...he even has the same dark green spots...

 The little turtle laughed and the green monster's smile widened.

 The green monster with more confidence: Yes, who needs that mouse? We are fine on our own. 

 The little turtle laughed and the green monster was very happy.

 They were like each other...

 And this is important...

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The green monster and the little turtle were in the kitchen. The monster was feeding the little turtle and trying to read a book by Renaissance artists with a frown.

 The green monster looked at his lake: Well, there is nothing good here, unfortunately, although the name Michelangelo sounds good, it is a boy’s name...

 The little turtle looked curiously at the green monster before she saw one of the pages of the book and decided without understanding to extend her little hand to the name, but then she placed her hand on part of the name and looked at the green monster with joy and a happy squeak.

 The green monster looked at the little turtle and smiled before carrying the little turtle: What are you doing, my little one?

 The little turtle laughed and started hitting the book from the part where he had previously placed his hand before pointing at the green monster.

 He looked strangely before reading the part of the book that had been struck: Michael.. Then the little turtle pointed with his hand at him... Me..?

 The little turtle clapped with a big smile, and the green monster looked at him thoughtfully and almost incomprehensibly: Michael, I'm Michael. His eyes widened in shock and he looked at the little turtle. I'm Michael. My name is Michael.

 The little turtle clapped with joy and joy, and the monster was shocked when she pointed to that book again, but in another part, and said in a high-pitched voice: You are Angelo...

 The green monster, or Michael, was shocked and emotional: I am Michael and you are Angelo. Do you want us to share a name?

 The little turtle clapped with a smile.

 The green monster's hair... No... Michael felt tears start to fall from his eyes and smiled. He had wished throughout his short life for a name, and that wish had been granted to him by a young child. He felt happy and swore to protect the little turtle, even from himself.

 Michael bent down and hugged Angelo: Thank you, but I will call you Angel because Angelo is more suitable for a boy than a girl..

 Little Angel's laugh...

 It seems that you have found a name for this thing...

 Michael froze and Angel looked curiously.

 Splinter: You seem to be very good at taking care of the hideous creature, so I'll leave it to you. I was going to get rid of it anyway.

 Michael did not understand: Why..?

 Splinter, quite simply: I will not raise a girl other than Miwa, and I will not allow that. I will train them with you, and I hope that he will be a ninja. The name Michelangelo sounds bad to you, but I will allow it until you return to Miwa...

 The old mouse went to the dojo and left Michael and little Angel behind.

 Michael expected it, but he was going to get rid of her. This was too bad for him. He looked at little Angel, who smiled at him happily and without realizing it: How could anyone throw away his child with such beauty and kindness? He smiled at her. Don’t worry. I will always be with you and I will not throw you away. never...

 Angel smiled without realizing anything, and Michael smiled, his honey-gold eyes shining with warmth.

..........Four years later.........

 The five turtles were in the dojo with their old teacher, waiting for the teacher to surprise them.

 Michael was skeptical and Angel was excited.

 Splinter with a gentle smile: My little turtles, you have grown enough to begin your ninjutsu training, but before that, I must give you something...

 Splinter extended his hand to reveal three distinct colors.

    The mouse said wonderful things about why Leonardo, Raphael, and Donatello were given their colorful masks and how special they were with different and distinct personalities...

 The three turtles were excited and happy as soon as you gave them the ribbons. They quickly tied them to sit and brag about their colors and ribbons.

 Splinter smiled at his most adorable student, but a small voice caught his attention.

   He spoke with enthusiasm and a big smile, but Michael had a skeptical and cautious look: Sensei, what about us?

 Splinter noticed: Oh yes... take out two ribbons and give them... Take it, Michelangelo. I gave you this color because, oh, um... hesitantly... it suits you...

 Michael frowned and Angel looked with curiosity and sadness: Oh...

 They looked at the colored ribbons they were given. Angel had orange and Michael had green.

 Michael sarcastically: At least I'll have another reason to be called green.

 But her sarcasm was met with silence, so he looked at his other part, which was his angel, and saw her looking at the others who were showing off and at the mouse with sadness and distraction.

 Michael anxiously pulled her closer to him and whispered in her ear: “Angel, are you okay?”

 Angel looks at him sadly: I don't think so, because Splinter always gets wonderful things and gives my brothers a lot of things while we have nothing...

 Michael felt sad at Little Angel's question, then looked at the mouse and his three students with even greater hatred and hatred. He ignored everything, even the reason for the useless and fake masks, but if there was anything that would harm his other half and his family, he would not remain silent, and then he would declare war.

 This was a promise...

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Mike was angry not because of the colorful masks or weapons but because the crazy rat suddenly decided that it was time for his children to have their own rooms because they were old enough...

The problem is that in the house, there were only three empty rooms in addition to the dojo, the teacher's room, the kitchen,, and the living room. There was a spare room but they couldn't go to it because it was a storage room and it was narrow and some electrical appliances and necessary things were kept there so it wasn't a suitable place for him...

He was used to sleeping on the couch or on the floor, while Angel slept in a room with her siblings.. but now no... there was no place for little Angel to sleep, which meant that she would sleep like him, and this angered him.

Michael was venting his anger while looking for a suitable place to sleep. He went out to the sewers and the other tunnels... for his angel Angel and Angel was searching with him after he fixed a soft and long ribbon around Angel's shell and he was holding the end of the ribbon and tying it around His hand to make sure the happy turtle was safe...

He was muttering angrily and not realizing what was going on around him, but a small voice caught his attention and he realized that the tape was pulling him back lightly and then he realized with wide eyes: Angel..!!

 He looked back when he saw her standing and staring at him with a cute frown as she pulled the ribbon.. He sighed in relief and moved towards her: I was worried for a moment, Angel.. Then he leaned down to look into her eyes firmly.. It's dangerous to leave me, Angel; that's why we need the ribbon.

Angel frowned and puffed out his cheeks: But you didn't stop... I called you many times, but you didn't answer.

He looked at him with confusion and regret: Really..?.. I'm sorry about that... I was angry for a moment...

Angel looked at him with a fake frown then sighed with fake fatigue: Okay.. Since I'm a good friend... I forgive you...

Michael amusedly: Oh... Thank you... My dear friend and best friend...

Angel was laughing happily: I'm your only friend, you silly...

Michael smiled gently: That doesn't prevent you from being my best friend.. Look Around her worriedly... Anyway, what did you stop me for..? He asked with a smile...

Angel looked at him excitedly and pointed to a distant tunnel: I saw a beautiful cat going from that direction... Then she held her hands in a pleading manner and showed puppy eyes... Please, I promise to be good...

Michael nodded in amusement... He left it to his friend Angelo to get him out of his anger... He looked at her gently: Okay... But calmly, we are ninjas...

Angel jumped excitedly: Agreed... Thank you.

Michael pointed to her: What did you say..?

 Angel shyly: Oh... Sorry...

Michael laughed amusedly: Never mind, let's go...

She nodded her head with happy enthusiasm...

They went quietly to the dark tunnel and started entering it quietly, and after a few moments, an orange cat appeared with cinnamon color and yellow and green eyes and looked at them before quickly running inside. Michael considered this a challenge, so he smiled and quickly grabbed Angel's body, who was surprised and held her in a hug before running at an abnormal speed. The cat disappeared in the darkness but his eyes could see well in the darkness..

Angel was terrified, so she held onto Michael's body and bumped into him. Although she started to enjoy the slow movement from the amount of movement, she was afraid of the scary darkness.

Michael noticed that the end of the tunnel was a very large and deep place but the darkness was a problem because of Angelo's fear of it.. He thought calmly until he saw Noto on the wall and quickly went to him and tried to pressure him.. then the place was lit up, and both Michael and Angelo were surprised by the place...

It was indeed old, but it had an empty pool and many spacious rooms, there was a tunnel gate overlooking the sea and a view of the moon that was very wonderful, and there was a sewer cover from the ceiling and stairs... He tried to tie Angelo in his arms and fix her and tried to climb the ladder and open the heavy sewer cover in the ceiling, and when he came out, he found that he was in a forest full of old devices or thrown things or even furniture with ugly or old colors.

He realizes that this forest works like a trash can and does not pay attention to Angelo, who is watching the place in astonishment and is now trying to escape from Michael to jump on a very old bed.

Michael finally noticed her and seemed worried despite being astonished: Angel, we have to stay together. We do not know what is in this strange place.

Angelo stopped trying, and in despair, she began to stare around her while Michael was studying This place..then he entered the tunnel in the ground, closed the tunnel door, and calmly smiled as he went down.

He quickly returned to the mouse's house, and it seemed that Angelo was still fixed in his lap.

He quickly gathered Angelo's things and went quickly to the abandoned tunnel or their new home with all his energy and strength. He started cleaning the place, and Angelo slept peacefully in Michael's arms, who was working with amazing accuracy and speed.

And during a whole day, he was able to clean everything,, unfortunately, he couldn't fix anything so he threw the old and broken ones in the storeroom and went out and stole a new and very excellent bed and a blanket and some food and when he tried to bring the things into the new sewer house he woke Angelo up by mistake and then Michael felt shy and embarrassed that he was immersed in his work and didn't notice anything else..

Michael shyly: Sorry Angel, I didn't notice you..

Angelo sleepily rubbed his eyes. Don't worry, Michael, but what are you doing..?

 Michael beamed with excitement: I'm preparing our new house now, and it's much better than the old one.

Angelo sleepily looked around before resting her head on Michael's lap tiredly and sleepily: It looks great..

Michael smiled gently. Angel, you woke up; do you want to come and see your new room..?

Angelo looked with curious eyes: My room..?

 Michael happily: Yes..

Michael entered a large room, but there was something special about it, which was that it had an escape hatch and a large window that let in warm light. It had a huge bed like a princess' bed, even had curtains for the bed and blankets in beautiful colors, a dresser, and above it were three large mirrors, a beautiful and large white wardrobe, and there was also a study desk with a small library that could be filled with the books you like, and a beautiful sofa in front of it was a large TV. The room was newly painted pink, and there was a large carpet covering the tiles.

Angelo was amazed and happy: Is this my room..!

 Michael proudly: Yes..What is your opinio. , I spent most of the day designing it for you.. It's better than a room of three useless people.

Angelo got off Michael's lap and went to sit on her new bed and found that the mattress was soft and comfortable: This is so wonderful..

Michael smiled widely: I know..

But Angelo looked at everything quickly which made Michael frown worriedly: Is everything okay..?

Angelo looked at him: No, it's just strange. I mean, I suddenly moved from a broken pipe room that I share with my brothers to this wonderful place. She looked at her thoughtf٠ully and asked... Can I see your room..?

 Michael was nervous but smiled. Sorry it's not ready, and I wanted to finish more important parts, actually.

Angelo frowned in annoyance: I had a feeling.. Then she smiled and went to Michael to hug him.. But thank you Michael I'm really happy.. Michael smiled at her, and Angelo looked with gentle eyes. But can you sleep here with me.. She frowned gently.. I'm still not used to sleeping alone..

Michael answered with a gentle smile Without realizing it : Of course, Angel..

They have moved on to a new beginning...

you may not realize it now but you will understand when you grow up..