S t. J i m m y


Leonardo walked into the dojo, clam and content. It had been a relatively good day, he and Raph hadn't fought-well not like normal and everyone seemed happy.

Mikey seemed a little too happy actually.

Still puzzling over his brothers behavior, Leo pushed play on the CD player where his meditation songs were. There was about a minute of quiet before the music started playing so it gave him enough time to get his other things ready…

He carefully lit the candles and incense before sitting down, lotus position.

Breath in, breath out, breath in, calm, focus….ew…what smelled like that? Leo stubbornly ignored it and relaxed as the music started. He was calm, content and at peace… Leo found himself saying the words in his head along with the CD…

guang tou jin laibameng shua bai

shebude ni hui xing guo lai

bu yao xian zai zhou ye zhou tai kuai

St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway.

Up on the boulevard like a-

What the!

"Mikey! What did you do to my CD?"

"It wasn't ME!

I'm the patron saint of the denial

The music continued…Leonardo ran to the player and tried to eject, stop or turn down the volume, nothing worked…

Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope

I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe…

Leonardo suddenly chocked on the foul stench that came from the incense…

"Michel –cough- angelo! Get in here –hack- right now!"

Raised in the city under a halo of lights-

TWACK!

Leo's Katana imbedded itself into the radio causing it to crackle and ftzzz out.

Fffftzzzzz….crackel The product….ftttzzzzz…. of war and fear….ftttzzzzz…. that we've been victimized….ftttzzzzz….

Mikey poked his head around the corner, to me met with a very angry Leonardo.

"I can um, see that you're…busy…sooo…. I'll just com back lateeeer!"

Leo grabbed his little brother by his bandana tails and started dragging him towards the exit of the dojo. Just then master Splinter passed his sons who immediately ceased what they were doing and bowed to their sensei. Unfortunately, the CD player chose that precise moment to start up again…

Its comedy….ftttzzzzz….and tragedy

.ftttzzzzz….It's St. Jimmy….ftttzzzzz….

And that's my….ftttzzzzz….nameeeeeee... and don't wear it out!

Master Splinter frowned, "Leonardo, please talk to Donatello about fixing that. It is not good to waste. Oh and be careful up the stairs."

With that Splinter left and went into his room. Both brothers stared at each other in shock before Leo smirked, grabbed his brother's bandana again and started upstairs towards the bathroom.


I know this doesn't exactly have a point, but I hope it was at least amusing.

What did you think?