this story was written at two a.m. on a christmas eve. Enjoy and to all a merry christmas.
Raphael sniffed and rubbed his rheumy eyes. It was christmas eve and he was in charge of wrapping all the presents this year. It was tough work and it was very time consuming, being that it was already three am in the morning. Last year it was Leonardo's turn,and he did it so well even the devil Karai was would never compare to his perfection, but he was going to at least try. Well of course until he heard a scraping noise and decided to chicken out. He finally threw the last wrapper around the last present and drug his feet to his bedroom. Suddenly he realised how cold he was, so he decided to grab a flashlight and after turning it on he reluctantly rubbed his fingers over it until he realised no heat would be gained through a instead Raphael grabbed a lighter and after switching it on he absent mindedly set it down,
of course the lighters bottom was not flat so it fell over and burned our red clad turtles Raph switched the lighter off and ran to his room. When he lied down he found it difficult to sleep. He then decided to think of what presents everybody gave to him,which worked like a charm and sent Raphael to what someone could have sworn was a drug-induced next morning Raph awoke to Leo humming a christmas song and sitting on the side of his bed,holding a present."one merry christmas and two we found you this morning all sick and your feet all burned.
it was all just so strange" Leo said.
THE END do you see the two a.m. differance?