"Master Splinter…" An 8-year-old Leonardo had just woken up from a bad dream, his eyes were full of water; sniffling and whimpering, as he entered his sensei's room. "Master Splinter…" he continued to called out to Splinter. Splinter opened his eyes slowly as he turned on his small lamp and turned to see his frightened son.
"What is the matter Leonardo?" Splinter welcomed his son with opened arms as Leonardo slowly walked to his father.
"I-I had a b-bad dream…" he said trying to speak between hiccups. Splinter hugged his son and rocked him back and forth; he had never seen his son this scared before.
"What was your dream about, my son?" Splinter wiped his son's tears away as he watched Leo trying his best to hold them back.
"I-I dreamed…that we…we got separated and…I wasn't able…to find you…SNIFF" Splinter's eyes widened, he gave his son a reassuring smile and kissed him lightly on the head.
"Oh, my son, Do not fear your dreams…they are merely…dreams. They are not real and they will not harm you." Leo wiped his tears and looked at his father, "R-Really?"
"Yes…"
Still feeling a bit uneasy, Splinter smiled and said, "If you wish to sleep with me tonight I-"
Leonardo quickly went under the covers of his master's bed and cuddled up next to him. Splinter chuckled, as he lay back down and held his son to make him feel more safe. "Splinter?"
"Yes?"
"I love you…"
"I love you too, my son…"
