Trapped in a state of mind

Chapter 1-Not my Comic books

Raphael "Bet you can't keep up Leo!"

Leonardo "Really?"

Raphael "Yah, a pound on Mikey's head says so."

Michelangelo "No, no it does not!"

Raphael "Yes, yes it does."

Donatello "Mikey if Raph wins I suggest you run and fast."

The four brothers we're playing around down town leaping from building to building. Just having fun in the cool night air.They had just got back from yet another battle with the Shredder. And yet again he escaped . They were on their way to April's place so Micky can pick up his beloved pet cat Klunk. It was about ten at night in mid-December and a forecast of 60 rain and at 9:30 it was looking that way.

Michelangelo "Can you steed it up guys I don't want to get caught in a downpour."

Raphael "What baby's afraid of getting wet."

Michelangelo "No, not me my comic books."

Leonardo "Well if your soo worred about your comic books why did you even bring them?"

Michelangelo "Because I don't trust anyone with them except me."

Raphae l"Donnie can you please build the shellfa brains here a safe to put his comic books in. So he will quit bringing them with us every ware."

Donatello "Yah… I'll go down to the junk yard tomorrow to get some stuff."

Leonardo "Thanks Donnie."

Donatello "Yah no problem."



They stopped on top of April's shop and quickly jumped throe the open window in to her living area.

April "Hey guy's long time no see."

April hugged each turtle in a death hug.

Leonardo "April it's only been three days."

Michelangelo "Yah…since when has three days been a long time?"

April "Well I just missed ya'll that's all. And how did the fight go and all?"

Raphael "It was okay I guess the shredder got away again thou."

Leonardo "But we're okay a few scrapes and burses that's all."

Michelangelo "Anyways where's Klunk?"

April "He's in the kitchen eating"

Rapheal "Well go get him we have to go."

Michelangelo "Okay, okay I'm going I'm going

Mickelangelo walked into the kitchen to get his cat.

April "O no my dishes are on the counter Mikey better not brake my good dishes."

Donatello "I'll go make shoor he doesn't."

April "Thanks Donnie."

As she watched his retreating back she noticed he was favoring his right leg more than his left. April wondered what happened to him. She knew that Donatello wasn't the type to complain about pain and she also knew that he would wait tell his brothers or sensei to tell him to sit down ,rest, and take care of it. Then wouldn't let him work or leave the layer on tell they thought he was well enough to do anything. So she really couldn't blame him for waiting tell he's finished all of his projects then he would rest. But never for very long, before one of the turtles would need something or brake something and then he would have to fix it. And it was getting to that time when Donatello would get his colds and then he would half to rest cause every body knew that December throe March was cold season and Donatello would always catch one cold or two. And very rarely would anyone else catch one. But Aprils thoughts wore interrupted by Donatello yelling "Mikey NOO"