Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT 2k12...or any of the other ones for that matter.
The firt one is really short...they get longer though! I promise!
"Eeeh..."
Master Splinter's eyes shot open as he was brought out of his meditative state. He peered down at his sons, looking for the source of the sound. The one on the end looked at him with large baby blue eyes. The two stared at each other silently, then without warning,
"WAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!"
Master Splinter flinched at his youngest son's outcry. He groaned as the other three were disturbed from their rest and started bawling until they were a four-part chorus of wails. Splinter stood and speed-walked to the refrigerator, where he had stored 4 bottles of milk. He took them and handed one to each one of the baby turtles. It immediately got quiet. Splinter sighed and settled back into lotus postition.
It hadn't been too long since they were all mutated, about 6 months. The four didn't really do much yet. When they weren't eating or farting around with each other they were asleep, but they mostly slept. They had quickly fallen into a routine. It was around this time that Splinter meditated while they napped. They usually woke up and ate, then they'd either play or go back to sleep.
By the time they had finished, the youngest. Michelangelo, was fully awake. So was the second oldest, Raphael. The other two however, started going back to sleep. Raphael wriggled over and tapped the eldest brother, Leonardo. When he didn't respond he kicked him.
"Uwah! Da gada bee nidu bubby!"
"Mah dee guh duh!" Raphael replied and kicked him again.
Meanwhile, Michelangelo was staring into the face of the second youngest, Donatello.
"Egh..." Michelangelo cooed, placing his hand on Donatello's face. He swatted his hand away and curled up under his purple blanket.
"Abwa ni nih..." He muttered. Michelangelo shook him.
"Enah! Enah!"
"Meh meh no..."
"Da da beeh!"
"Anohh"
"Buh buh ANEE!"
Suddenly, Master Splinter laughed. Donatello shot up from under his cover and joined the others in staring at their father
"Unee?" Leonardo spoke up.
Splinter composed himself and scooped up Leonardo.
"I'm sorry my sons. I just find it hilarious. To my knowledge you do not know how to speak yet, and yet you communicate with each other like you do. I only wonder what you are saying."
He sat Leo back down and patted him on the head. The four stared at him for a moment, then Mikey started laughing. They stared at him, but Leo soon joined, then Donnie, then Raph. Splinter gazed down at his sons, their elated giggles bringing a smile to his face, and soon he joined as well.
And they laughed and they laughed and they laughed.
And they all understood.