Hey Guys! I know this story is probably going to be really weird for you, but this sint meant to be a serious kind of story. Hahaha... Anyway. Christmas is tomorrow! Yay! :) I hope you all get what you want and have a lovely christmas. I hope you enjoy this story! :)
❤?Brotherly Bonding?❤
CHAPTER 1
You know that time of year where the streets are packed full of people, all desperate for ideas on gifts for their loved ones? Shops all over filled with last minute buyers? Yeah well it's that time of year again. In fact, it's Christmas Eve.
Deep down in the sewers, is a secret lair. Only two humans know where it is, why it's there and who lives there. In that lair is a family of 6. Four brothers, their adopted father and the youngest brothers' cat. They sound like a normal family, right? So why do they live in the New York sewer? That's the thing about the family. They aren't like the families you and I know. Nor are they known for who they really are.
Now before you make any judgments, they are kind (Even the family Hothead), they are ninjas, they care for the innocent and are mutated creatures. They are mutated turtles with many human qualities, which are in their teenage years and also happen to be ninjas.
First there is their father; Master Splinter. He is a mutated rat, master of ninjitsu.
Then there is the eldest of the brothers; Leonardo. He is the leader, a double handed sword wielder, ninjitsu master and is usually the calm one. He is usually found wearing his blue bandanna over his eyes. Being in charge of his 3 younger brothers, he usually gets most of the blame for things that don't turn out as planned.
Next is the family hothead; Raphael. Raphael prefers red bandannas over Blue, and like his big brother, he is pretty much never seen without it on. This hothead loves knocking heads and often gets into more trouble than anyone else in the family. He is one that tends to take things on too seriously and usually forgets the purpose of a joke. He is a dual sai wielder.
After Raphael, there is Donatello. Donatello is the brains of the family and is almost never seen without a piece of technological equipment in his hands. He uses a wooden Bo-staff and prefers purple over any other.
Last but not least is the youngest; Michelangelo. Michelangelo is the number one party dude. Often sighted on his skateboard in the sewers, in front of the TV with the remote in his hands, head in a comic or finishing off a box of pizza. This fun loving turtle is also the family clown. He adores his nunchakus and his orange bandanna.
April and Casey are the two humans who have the pleasure of knowing this interesting family personally.
The soft 'ping' of the video games echoed in the lair as the eldest of the four turtles walked out of the dojo chatting freely.
"So Raph, what are you getting me for Christmas?" Leo asked innocently, imitating a little child and batting his eyelids sweetly.
"I got us both diapers cos I'm about to poop myself laughing at that face of yours right now!" Raph snickered.
"Raphael! Language" Master Splinter scolded from his seat in front of the TV.
Raph tossed his hands in the air in protest. "I didn't say nutin' bad Sensei"
Leo smirked and poked out his tongue cheekily. "Yeah well I got you a swear jar, because you're a naughty boy Raphael" he smirked.
Raphael playfully punched Leonardo's shoulder. "When will ya learn to grow up" he chuckled.
Leo flashed a toothy grin. He replaced his childish voice tone to that of an extremely masculine male, his voice extra deep. He skewed up his face into a scowl. "What you lookin' at?" he barked.
Raph laughed and took a defensive stance, as if he were a sumo wrestler. The two brothers began walking in circles, grinning stupidly at each other. Leo stepped back and gripped Donatello's multipurpose glasses and slipped them on his head. Donnie put his arm up in the air to protest but decided to let it slip this time around. He relaxed in his chair and watched his blue and red bandanna brothers; a grin plastered on his face.
Leo then took a step towards the lounge and snatched up his Sensei's walking stick. He snickered. After re-adjusting the glasses Leonardo hunched over and held his hip as he walked circles using the walking stick. "Ehhh sonny, you're a bit of a boring one ain't you?" Leo said in his own impression of an elderly man.
"Damn straight gramps" Raph answered. He lunged for his big brother and tackled him to the floor. The two began wrestling around on the floor; laughing madly.
Mikey jumped up onto the seat next to his immediate brother. "What ya doing Don?" he asked.
Donatello smiled at his younger brother. "Well I was trying to fix up one of the old remote controls but now I'm just enjoying watching our childish big brothers wrestle on the floor."
Mikey nodded in understanding. "Cool. Ya know why I love Christmas so much?"
Donnie held out his hand and started counting all the possibilities on his fingers. "The extra food? The presents? The decorations? Special editions of your comics?"
Mikey grinned. "Yes to all but no. Not what I meant"
Donnie thought for a minute. "The fact that we watch Leo and Raph do this pretty much every year without actually fighting with each other?"
"Yeah. For once I can watch them be idiots, that way I can blackmail them later" Mikey said cheekily.
Donatello face-palmed then went back to watching Raphael and Leonardo mucking around. All of a sudden the two stopped. They smirked at each other and the youngest brothers knew they were in for it. Before they could even think about running Raph and Leo had already tackled them to the ground.
"What ya get us?!" They both asked, pinning the younger ones down.
"Mints!" Mikey laughed. Raph was pinning Mikey down while Leo had Donnie pinned. Donatello refused to say a word even though he knew the things his brothers were saying were lies. He was worried that if he opened his mouth, what he did actually get them, he would blurt out.
Leonardo and Raphael glanced at each other. "Should we?" Leo asked. Raph smirked. "I say so" the two nodded and began viciously tickling their little brothers who were screaming and begging for mercy.
"Leeeeoo!" Donnie whined, his back arching up off the ground. Though the eldest showed no heed.
Mikey was quiet, trying to hide his laughter, knowing too well that if he opened his mouth he wouldn't be able to stop laughing. He squirmed at his brothers touch, trying to struggle free. Unfortunately, they lost their battle and within seconds the room was filled with breathless laughter that got louder and louder.
"Ra-hahahahaha-phhhh!" Mikey cried, trying to pry his brothers hands off him as he rolled on the floor, tears of laughter stinging his eyes.
"Mast-HAHAHA Spl-eeeeeeek-!" Donnie begged his Sensei. "He-He-He! Help!"
"Scream all you want princesses, no one can hear you!" Leo played.
Master Splinter came and took a seat at the table, giving himself a decent view of the sight on the floor. He smirked.
"Senseiiiiiiii!" Michelangelo laughed madly, arching his body and kicking his legs.
"Leonardo, Raphael, stop." Master Splinter ordered sternly. The two big brothers glanced at each other. Master Splinter grinned. "You're doing it all wrong."
"Meeeeeep!-" Mikey said, trying to make a quick escape. However, Raph saw the attempted escape coming miles away. He pinned his youngest brother to the ground; Leo did the same to Donnie.
"What would you suggest Sensei?" Leo asked, smirking at Donatello.
"No,no,no, Sensei! Please noooooo!" Donnie cried, squirming in his eldest brothers grasp. He knew that his father knew every single weakness of theirs and if the others found out, he'd be doomed.
"No point in wasting that sweet breath of air Donatello" Leo said quite smugly. "You're going to need it"
Donatello and Michelangelo glanced at each other just as their Sensei spoke up.
"Donatello," Master Splinter started. Donnie cringed at his name, trying to prepare himself for Leo's next attack. "Ah, attempt his sides, feet and neck. Though his sides are most sensitive"
Leo's grin only grew bigger after those words and Donnie, while failing miserably, tried to wriggle away.
The purple clad turtle glanced back at his youngest brother who eyed him. Mikey grimaced when Splinter said his name soon after.
"Now Michelangelo, he is most sensitive on the sides also. Try getting right between the shell, just above the rib cage and hips."
Eying his immediate brother, the you youngest gulped. "Okay, goodbye Donnie. Bye Sensei. Cya April and Casey. Adios Santa and Rudolph. Farewell my dearly beloved comics and future Christmas presents. Sayonara my murderers; Leo and Raph. Aurevoir Klunk!" Mikey cried. "Oh and Good riddance Shredder and the Foot Fails!"
Everyone chuckled at his last comment.
"Bye Mikey" Donny said fearfully before looking into his older brothers big blue eyes.
"On your marks, get set..." Mikey counted, a smirk forming on his lips. "Go!"
With a sudden rush of energy, Michelangelo managed to escape his hot-headed brothers' grasp and quick as a flash had saved the techno turtle as well. He cried out in triumph before taking his brothers hand and racing to the other side of the room; away from their big brothers who were on a hot pursuit after recovering from their brothers extremely quick movements.
"Go Donnie! go, go, Go Donnie!" Mikey cried as the two youngest raced around the lair. With swift movements Mikey picked up both his and Donatello's weapons. "Yo Donnie! Heads up dude!" he cried as he tossed the purple banded Bo-Staff across the room, in which it's rightful owner caught perfectly.
"Thanks Mikey!"
"No probs dude. Watch your back!"
"What?"
"Hello Donatello" Leo smirked, standing over him. "How are you today, little brother?"
"Riiiiight... Whoops" Donnie said, glancing up at his sword wielding brother, though he held no weapon. Donatello reached for his Bo, but it wasn't there. He panicked before Leo held something up.
"Looking for this?" he asked, holding Donnie's Bo-Staff.
"Yes actually... May I have it?"
"Nope." Leonardo ran his hands over the smooth wood and smirked at his brother. "What was it that Raph used these for while sparring last week?" He smirked.
"Oh no, Leo! Please no!" Donnie begged, getting to his knees.
"Depends... Are you going to start talking, and tell me everything I want to know?"
Donatello gulped nervously. His Bo-staff was in Leonardo's full power, meaning that if he said no, his big brother could easily break it and use it at a clobbering weapon against him; just like Raphael when the two sparred. He loved his Bo, and couldn't afford to get another one from his Sensei so soon. However, he was also fearful that if he started talking, he would blurt out too much and ruin everything he had planned.
He sighed. "Fine... Can I Have Bo back now?"
Leo crossed his arms and shook his head. "No, not yet. Start talking"
Donatello bit his lip. "Well, If you really must know Leo, I got you a potato" he blushed at the lameness of his reply.
Leo raised a brow. "Okay then...?"
Suddenly Mikey ran past, frantically trying to avoid Raphael. He was laughing. "Haha Donnie! A potato?! You serious, that's all you could come up with?! HahaHahaha!... Oh no! Outta the way!" he came charging through Leo and Donnie, in a hurry to get away from his hot-headed brother.
Donnie shrugged. "What? I'm not exactly the creative one when it comes to that sort of stuff"
Leo smiled and happily handed his brother back his staff, side hugging him afterwards.
Donnie glanced up at his big brother. "Hey Leo, whys Raph still chasing Mikey if he's already joked about his gift for him?"
Leo shrugged. "Don't know"
"Hahahahahahaha! Oh the look on your face just then Raph; priceless!" Mikey laughed.
Raphael sighed in frustration. "Arg, I'm gunna kill you!"
"Raphael! No. You will not say such a thing at a time like this. I think it is time for you boys to settle down a bit." Master Splinter firmly scolded.
"Hai Sensei" Leonardo and Donatello said, bowing slightly to their master before taking a seat on the lounge and turning on the TV.
Raphael yawned and stretched his arms high above his head. "Yeah well, I'm gunna go hit the hay. Night guys"
"Night Raph, see you in the morning" Leo said happily. "Good night! Don't sleep in too late in the morning" Donnie smiled.
"Night Leonello." Raph said happily, taking another yawn.
"Leonello?" The two asked in confusion.
Raph shrugged. "eh, it's easier to say than Leonardo and Donatello."
The two nodded slowly in understanding.
"Night Big guy. Don't let Santa drink your secret beer stash" Mikey snickered, catching his brother unaware.
"How'd you know about that?" Raph snapped. Mikey snickered. "I have my ways"
Raphael sighed and walked up the stair case to his room then disappeared inside. Mikey walked to the lair door and pulled at the lever; opening the door.
"Where are you going Mikey?" Leo asked, cuddling up to Donatello on the couch in a brotherly way.
"I'm going for some fresh air. I'll be home later. I'll be fine Leo. Chill out bro"
With that, the youngest turtle exited the safety of the lair and climbed out of the man hole, racing into the shadows behind the big New York City buildings.