Hello everyone. Do not fear for those who are reading, "Always Welcomed, Home," I'm currently typing chapter ten as you read this. This is an AU, where Spike never existed and Mikey wasn't brought with his brothers. I'm going to do something new and the story going to start off as turtle tot's, enjoy.
"Come on guys," six year old Raph said.
He had been trying to convince, Leo and Don to come with him and walk around the sewers, but the two refused to move out of the lair.
"We can't go Raph, you know sensei rules." Leo said, as he places his hand on his hips and frowns at his little brother.
"So? If were back quick enough, he won't notice and he's in his meditation trace anyway."
Donnie eyes turn to Leo and the oldest glances down and quickly look back over to Raph.
"No Raph."
"Fine, I'll go by myself," he said, stepping out to the sewers.
"Raph," Donnie quickly said, as he tries to runs over to him, but was stop when Leo pulls him back.
"You're going to get in trouble," Leo yelled.
"What's ya going to? You can't follow me and tell Splinter. Otherwise you get in trouble to."
Leo eyes quickly turned back behind him, dragging Donnie along with him as he rushes back to tell his father. Raph pokes his tone out and continues to walk, it isn't until a couple of minutes later.
The little hot head can't help and be frighten about the area around him – he's never been this far before and he was always with his brothers.
However Raphael determination, burns strongly inside him and he continues to walk on – after all he wasn't scared of anything. He swallows in fear as he sees a giant shadow, looming over the brick wall in beside him, he stands back and trips over his own feet as the shadow grows.
He frowns, what was he doing? He wasn't meant to be scared, he was being trained by his father to become a ninja and ninjas aren't scared of anything. So Raph growls at the shadow, quickly standing up and runs with a battle cry.
Trip.
He lands chin first onto the ground and he wimples at the small sting, he finds himself wanting to cry, but he shakes it off. It isn't until he sees a small animal beside him and his eyes widen in fear, he quickly stands up creating distance between him and the reptile.
Raph soon clams down as he notice a lot of similar features to him, Raph uses his arms to move forward and stares curious at the ratite.
"Ya like me," he said, poking at the turtle shell.
"But ya, not like me. I don't get it," he scratches his head and picks the turtle up. "Can I take ya home? I want to show you to my brothers."
The turtle didn't say anything, only tilting his head to the side and moves his neck – as if it was trying to reach the end of Raph tails masked, but quickly settler back down as Raph pulls it away.
"Can ya, even talk?" he asked.
"Meep."
"That's not talking, that's making sound. As in talking, like what I'm doing. Can you do that?" Raph asked and the turtle in his hand blinks.
"Meep."
"Say Raph," he orders – slightly getting annoyed.
The turtle yawns and hides into his shell, Raph frowns and holds it frim in his hands He peeks through the head hold and taps on the back of the shell.
"Come on, don't be a baby. Say something."
"Raphael."
Raph jumps, thinking it was the turtle in his hands that spoke. But the hot head soon finds out, his sensei was behind, Raph smiles hoping his father will let it side.
"My son, what have I told you?"
"Not to go out in the sewers, alone."
"Exactly. Mind telling me, why you did such a thing?"
Raph head goes down in shame and his eyes reminded him about the turtle in his hands.
"Sensei, look what I found?" He said, holding up the shell.
"My son-"
"It's a turtle, like me, Leo and Don. But it's stupid," he frowns and Splinter can't help and chuckle.
"Why is that my son?"
"It's not like us," he shakes his head. "It doesn't talk or walk and it makes these weird sounds."
"Raphael, are you aware of the story I have told you?"
Raph nods, his father had told him a while ago – when they asked why they couldn't go outside. He knew he was a pet turtle and so was his brothers, he knew about the green ooze that changed them all. But he didn't understand where was this going? Shouldn't all turtles talk, like he and his brothers?
"I don't get it Master. I know about the story, but shouldn't this guy be the same too?" he asked, holding up the shell.
"No my son. When I brought you and your brothers, I brought three baby turtles just like your friend," the old rat points at the small turtle. "However, it was that strange ooze that gave you the gift of being my sons and the gift to a whole new life."
"Oh," he said, sadly. "So, he won't talk?" Splinter chuckles.
"I'm afraid not my son. Not the way you do."
Splinter starts to walk away and Raph's mind has trouble on debating wheatear or not to leave him, or to take him. He frowns again and quickly runs up towards his father, Splinter glances down at his son before his eyes moved towards the path in front of him.
"Can I keep him dad? I mean sensei."
"You may my son, but remember he is in your care now."
"Hai sensei."
The turtle in his hands, finally comes out from his shell and his eyes beamed with joy – Raph smiles, as he places the turtle on his shell. He can't help and chuckle as it nuzzles his chin and he returns it.
"Do you have a name for it my son?" Splinter asked as he holds out his hand.
"A name?" Raph takes his father hand as the two walks down the sewers.
"Yes Raphael. Just like all us, we all have names given to us."
Raph hums and his eyes scan the area, he takes notice of the turtle biting at his masked.
"Michelangelo. I'm going to name him, Michelangelo." Splinter smiles and nods.
"Very well my son. Michelangelo welcome to the family."
"Meep." The small turtle said, before lying it's self-down.
"Think Leo be jealous," Raph can't help and asked.
I know it's short, compare to what I normally write, but I thought this would be the perfect way to end this chapter. I don't plain for it to go very long, but it also won't be rushed so the pages well be much longer. However, I hope you like it and I look forward into reading your reviews down below.
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