At last. The big day has arrived. Christmas day had come at last, and all the people of New York City were feeling as merry and bright as a turtle with a slice of pizza. Speaking of turtles, let's go down to the sewers and see how their Christmas is going.
All about the floor is torn rapping paper, ripped up boxes, and eight very contented turtles.'
"Whoa, awesome!"Michelangelo cried. "A new game for my psp! Wicked," Michelangelo became so excited with his gift, he almost forgot to read to card.
"Hmmm, let's see who you're from,' Michelangelo mumbled as he read the card aloud.
" 'To: My little gamer. Merry Christmas! Love, Clover' Aww, that's so totally sweet of you, Clo!" Michelangelo ran over to Clover to give her a hug.
"Okay, now you open mine," Mikey said excitedly, offering Clover a long, narrow box covered in wrapping paper.
"Probably a box of pencils," Raphael sniggered, immediately getting elbowed in the chest by Mona.
When Clover unwrapped the box, it certainly wasn't a box o