So, if you've been reading my fics for a while, you'll know I have a short attention span. My brain pukes up torrents of ideas all over the place, and my body just can't keep up; the amount of times I've woken up on top of my laptop is ridiculous. A good example of this is the fact that since getting into the TMNT fandom, I have written stupid amounts of fanfics that have gone absolutely no where, either because the ideas weren't developed enough or I lost interest. But there are a select few that never got finished but I like enough to want to share, so I've decided to compiles my favourites into a sort of fanfic anthology. None of these will be continued, and if it feels like a section is missing then it's because my motivation dried up or I fell asleep while writing it. Further more, I'll be doing a few analisies on certain drabbles/oneshots for practise, since my English class is currently working on text transformation, in which we have to annotate our work and analyse it. So if you aren't interested in any of that nonsense, skip the bloody great paragraphs of bold text, but do give me your comments. That said, it's become apparent an author can't respond to the comments left by "Guests", so if you have a question or actually expect a reply from me, sign up and get an account. If'n you don't, at least remember that I do read all comments, so you are loved really.
So enjoy what is present; you get what I give you, my darlings. Peace!
April's heels tapped together, pivoting on her toes under her chair, leaning on one elbow while her eyes scanned the textbook pages. Irma was of course enthralled by the history of pencil sharpeners and how they'd developed over the years, and Casey was of course asleep in his seat. She felt her pocket vibrate, making her jump a little. Subtly slipping it out and hiding it beneath her desk, she read the text, apparently from Leo.
Just letting you know you left your jacket here.
She blinked, then mentally slapped her own forehead; she'd been searching for it all morning. If Leo found it, she'd probably left it in the dojo at the start of her training session yesterday. Stupid.
Thanks, I'll come pick it up later! x
She read the message back to herself, suddenly noticing the kiss symbol she'd put at the end and going red in the face. She only ever put those in her texts to her Dad or Irma. Hopefully, Leo wouldn't know what it meant.
Kay. I'll keep it out of reach of Mikey and his glitter glue.
April smiled fondly, cradling the T-phone in her palms before quickly stuffing it back in her pocket when Mister Reynolds turned away from the chalk board. The next half hour, she pondered herself and the odd but subconscious decision to send a kiss symbol to the blue turtle. It wasn't that she didn't ever show Leo affection, or any of the Hamato family other than Donnie, but it suddenly occurred to her she wasn't quite sure how to show each of them affection, or how they'd react.
They showed her affection; Mikey ambushed her with warm, adorable hugs that she just couldn't resist returning.
Raph would playfully ruffle her hair and let her punch him in the arm, because god knew he was too packed with muscle to actually feel it.
Donnie took every opportunity to hug her, sweet guy that he was, and she found embracing him was the easiest considering he was her best friend, besides the Gothic geek girl across from her.
Leo was a bit trickier, since the two held a lot of respect and admiration for one another, and too much physical contact just seemed unnecessary; she saw him as a great leader, and he was a gentleman that wouldn't touch a girl without permission.
But if she were to show them affection, to show them just how much she loved each and every one of them, how would she go about doing that?
Does anyone else send kisses to their friends in text messages? I know I do.
Hail to the princess, baby!