Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and all that that implies.
This is a series of one-shots based on Christmas carols that I wrote for a DA secret santa swap. I will be posting a new one every day until New Years (or at least the next 4 days).
All the brotherly fluff.
Jingle Bells
"Cowabunga!"
"MIKEY!" Raph shouted as his youngest brother's sled kicked up enough snow to entomb him where he stood on the hill. "That's it you little punk! I'm gonna bury your shell so deep you won't be found till summer!"
Mikey laughed as his brother started chasing him down the hill. Mission accomplished. "You gotta catch me first, Raphie!"
"When I get my hands on you—HEY!" Again, Raph was pelted with snow by a sled speeding by.
"Sorry, Raph," Don shrugged mischievously.
"Sorry my shell!" Raph growled, padding his hands against the snow to give his sled a boost. By the time he made it to the bottom, both his younger brothers were already holding their sleds, readying to head back up the hill.
"Getting slow in your old age there, Raphie-boy?" Mikey avoided a smack to his head as he smirked at Raph's glower.
"Laugh it up, chuckles." Raph shook more snow from his carapace. "Something was makin' my sled slow down. Don musta messed with it."
"I did not!"
"Dude, it's not our fault you're too heavy to fly down the hill like us sleeker models."
"Actually Mikey," Don interjected. "Heavier objects fall at a faster rate than lighter objects, so his muscle mass should work in his favour."
"Huh," Mikey cocked his head to the side. "Does that mean I have more muscles than Raph!?"
"Not likely," Raph scoffed. "Just more pizza."
"Well then maybe you should follow my example, because," Mikey leaned in close to Raph's face with the smuggest look he could muster. "I still won."
"Technically," Don again corrected as Raph attempted another swipe at his brother's face. "Leo won. He made it to the bottom first."
Raph hadn't even noticed Leo going down the hill. Or at the bottom, now that he looked around. "Where'd Fearless get to, anyway?" Don pointed to the top of the hill where Leo stood with his sled, looking down at them with a wicked grin across his lips. Raph rolled his eyes. "Figures."
The younger three charged to the top where Leo was waiting. "Took you all long enough."
"Don messed with my sled."
Don let out an exasperated sigh. "I didn't touch your sled!"
"Him and Mikey were teamin' up."
"I see." Leo looked from brother to brother with humour in his eyes. "A team up?"
Leo turned to Mikey with a look in his eyes that the youngest instantly recognized as mischievous. How rare was it that Leo actually wanted to do something fun!? He jumped at the chance without hesitation. "YES! Dudes, a team race to the bottom of the hill! Last ones down have to do all the chores for the rest of the week!"
Raph cocked an eye ridge. "Me an' Leo against you two?"
Don nodded. "I'd agree to those terms."
The two oldest exchanged a glance and a grin. "Alright. We accept your challenge."
"Alright!" Mikey threw a victorious fist in the air. "Racers, to your posts!"
As the four gathered their sleds and walked to the edge of the hill, Casey took a seat next to Splinter and April on the bench nearby. "So, anyone takin' bets?"
"Bets on who wins or bets on who will actually make it to the bottom?" April smiled when she saw Splinter hide a grin.
"On your marks, get set," Mikey paused for dramatic effect, looking over at his siblings as they crouched with their sleds. "…GO!"
And they were off.
The two older siblings took an early lead. Raph turned enough to flash a cocky smirk at his younger brothers when he heard Mikey shout "NOW!" Suddenly Mikey was off his sled, grabbing the end of Donnie's bo, who whipped it forward to send Mikey shooting down on the hill on his shell, passing the older two and knocking them both off their sleds.
Raph shook the snow from his head and glared. "MIKEY! That's cheating!"
"Nu uh! Don said it's physics!"
Raph glowered as Don chuckled on his way past his brothers.
"Looks like we've been had." Leo commented dryly as he removed some snow from his shoulder. He glanced at the pile in his hand and turned to Raph with a playful glint in his eyes. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"
Raph took one look at the snow and grinned devilishly. "Now you're speakin' my language, Fearless."
Further down the hill, Mikey laughed when he saw both older siblings sitting in the snow. "Hey, Don! I think we're actually going to win!"
"You sound surprised."
"Not about us winning, I just expected more of a fight."
"Well I wouldn't put it past them to—" Don barely caught sight of something sailing passed his face before he heard Mikey grunt and flip over onto his stomach, skidding to a stop several feet from the bottom of the hill. "Mikey!" Before he even had a chance to turn and find the source, another object hit the legs of his sled so hard, it was knocked out from under him, sending Don flopping to a stop next to his younger brother.
A victorious chuckle was heard from further up the hill as Leo and Raph high-fived.
"Hey! What's the big idea!?" Mikey cried, huffing as he brushed snow from his shell.
Don also piped in once he cleared his face of a mouthful of powder. "This was a race, not a snowball fight! That's cheat—" Another snowball came flying down the hill, hitting him square in the face. He blinked through the ice with an unamused glare.
"Physics, Donnie." Leo smirked. "Physics."
Mikey couldn't help an impish grin as he heft himself free from the rest of the snow. "Oh, so that's how we're gonna play it…" Glancing at Don, Mikey nodded, swiping up a handful of snow and shouting with glee. "IT'S WAR!"
And so it began.
Don started by building a fort for himself and Mikey, as Leo scouted out the most strategic point on the hill for him and Raph to make their attack.
The sound of mischievous laughter wafted up the hill to where Splinter, April and Casey sat, watching the whole event with barely contained laughter.
"Looks like you were right, Babe."
"I know my brothers." April nodded.
"Well it ain't like they're the most unpredictable bunch a—" A snowball to the face cut Casey off. He glared in the direction of the laughter.
"Whattya know, Case, that big bone-head of yours is good for somethin'!" Raph chuckled wickedly.
"Oh, that's it. You're askin' for it, Raphie-boy. GOONGALA!" He shouted, charging toward his friend with several handfuls of snow.
"YEAH! Casey's on our side!" Mikey cheered from down the hill.
"Doesn't two against three seem a little un—" Once again, Don's objections were silenced by a snowball to his head. He looked up the hill with wide eyes. "April?"
"Just keeping things even, Don." She shrugged, chucking another snowball in his direction.
"Alright! Now it's a party!" Mikey could barely contain his excitement as he built an array of snowballs to throw at Leo, who was slowly making his way closer to the soon-to-be-dubbed 'Fortius Maximus' stronghold Don was building.
Splinter smiled from his bench, thoroughly enjoying the sight of his family frolicking frivolously in the snow. Such peaceful moments were few and far between, and with the mounting dangers that seemed to follow his boys around at every turn, it was a breath of fresh air to see them simply having fun together.
"Sensei, look—"
Splinter raised a paw to catch the snowball that had been coming for his head. The activity on the hill ceased as everyone froze, staring with wide eyes.
Splinter stood silently, his face completely blank.
"Sensei, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—" Mikey was silenced by Don before he could do any more damage.
Splinter turned to his children. "If that is to be the way of it." A grin split his lips, and before any of them could blink, they'd all been pegged by an incoming snowball.
"No way…" Raph gawked.
"Dudes, YES! Everyone against Sensei!"
"I believe the colloquial term for this situation would be," Splinter took a combative stance, snowball in hand. "Bring it on."
Next one will be late tomorrow night, most likely.
End of Line
-TRAaP
