Donnie had probably been singing for about five minutes without noticing her.

He was cleaning, and she knew today was his scheduled day to clean but the fairly quiet music in the background and the accompaniment of Donatello's beautiful singing voice and he still hadn't realised that he had an audience.

Of course, his brothers had probably heard it a million different ways, as she had definitely noticed how casual they always were around one another, so she figured this was the norm, but even then it was pleasant to listen to so she figured they couldn't complain anyway. She was leaning on the arcade game, watching him sweep the floor and sing "Come and Get It" by Selena Gomez, quite amused by the fact he was pulling it off so well.

But obviously having to ruin the moment, Raphael came out with an "Oh hey April." the smug tone in his voice evident. She didn't even have time to make it seem as though she wasn't listening in, because he was turned in a millisecond with a small screech. He went red instantly, and turned around to get sweeping again silently, head down, shoulders tense and close towards his body while the rest of him stayed rigid and uncomfortable.

"Don't mind me, Donnie. Pretend I'm not here." Even though she knew he would find that very impossible, she stated it anyway, Raphael bursting into laughter as though it were the funniest thing in the world. It was a little amusing to see a big tough cheeto puff of a ninja singing popular mainstream songs while sweeping, but honestly it was adorable. He may not have been the strongest of them all, but he was one of the biggest dorks. It was great in her personal opinion.

Watching him swallow his pride, he turned towards her as the radio changed songs, the announcer stating the name of the song and who made it. But by then she wasn't really paying attention. "I, uh..." He cleared his throat while looking at the floor, making his way a little closer. "Sorry," he stated with a grimace, but he still managed to make it look presentable on his face. "I get a little absorbed sometimes. How long have you been standing there?"

With a quick check to her phone, she confirmed "Roughly seven minutes. You have a really great voice, though. I could listen to you sing forever." That probably sounded weird, April. Back-pedal, back-pedal, abort abort. "So do you want me to make some hot chocolate? I brought some with me because I thought you might like it."

An awkward smile and a nod was the answer she got, and so pushing off of the machine she made her way over to the kitchen, her best buddy following closely behind. What she didn't notice was Raphael wink obnoxiously at Donnie and have him try to quieten down the usually hot-headed terrapin.

Once actually in the kitchen she noticed Mikey with Ice Cream Kitty in a bowl, just sitting in front of him for now. "Oh, hows it shaking, April?" He spoke up with a lighthearted voice, and she gave a so-so hand action before going to the kettle. Donnie sat down the opposite side to his brother, and April spoke as she set to making the drinks, and one for Michelangelo as well. She knew he liked to try things and she hadn't really given them any hot chocolate before.

"I came in and Donnie was singing, though. He's really good, why didn't any of you guys tell me? Or have you just been hiding that from me for a good reason, Don?"

Donnie was frozen in place, and Mikey looked from April to his brother, a sly look on his face. "Oh really? Never? Well, I just thought he performed to you in secret or something. He gets very shy about it. Wee bab." The mocking tone in his voice wasn't unlike him but wasn't all that common either. Obviously he knew he was striking a nerve, especially with her around so she decided to try her best at making it a bit more bearable for her friend. "No need to be shy about a talent like that! But, everyone gets nervous about something. Donnie, one sugar or two?"

He had just been ignoring the whole conversation up until that question, too embarrassed to even mull it over. "Hm? Oh, one please."

Placing the mugs down in front of everyone, she watched Mikey get up to put Ice Cream Kitty away and make off with his new-found drink.

"Is it only me you don't pipe up around or...?" He tried to make out that he was drinking and couldn't answer, but the scalding liquid was burning his tongue, and he put the drink down instantly. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as he got up to run it under the cold tap. "Do you want me to kiss it better?"

What. She needed to stop, right now. Her totally platonic crush was getting in the way here.

"To what?"

"Nothing."

Nice save, douche canoe.

"Aaaaanyway, I must say you have a lovely singing voice, I hope your tongue gets better and you actually manage to enjoy the beverage, but either way good luck with the cleaning." She made her way over to him and pulled him down into a hug, but not he short, sweet hugs. She was trying to make it as long as possible by clinging onto him like her life meant it. His body temperature was so different to hers and it made her feel bad.

What if he's always freezing, she thought.

What if he's deprived of warm hugs?

Heat lamps don't give hugs, no matter how many are in the bathroom.

She had to buy them all hot water bottles or something to keep them cozy... and snuggle up to Donnie specifically during cold weather to try and make sure he got the point. He might possibly be able to figure out her feelings if that happened.

But, tomorrow was game night, and she had already picked out some games of which she was bringing.

It was going to be fun.