Pizza Toppings
Chapter 1: Responsibility
A/N: Here's another story set in my Tales of a Pizza Delivery Boy universe. It will be a series of one shots from the Turtles' and other characters' perspective about Tony and moments they had with him all in third person since I attribute first person with Tony's POV. This first chapter will take place during the chapter where Gia has stabbed Tony with Leo's sword. I hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: TMNT and all related characters belong to Nickelodeon. I only own the plot and nothing more.
Summary: Best friends are always hard to come by when you're a mutant, but the moment the Turtles meet Tony, they realize just how important he is to them. A series of one shots set in my Tales of a Pizza Delivery Boy universe.
Leo's eyes widened in fear as the sword sank into Tony's body. That should have been him in that position, but Tony had pushed him away before the sword could touch him. Now Tony was the one suffering for it, and Leo could do nothing. He glared at Gia as she smiled a look of satisfaction. She was glad she had caused the boy pain, and that made Leo even angrier. He wanted to do something about it, but Tony was their priority now, and they had to get him help.
They made their escape and hurried to the Lair. Leo kept berating himself in his head about how stupid he had been. He should have pushed Tony out of the way or dealt with Gia before she could stab him. How stupid!
Raph put a hand on his brother's shoulder. "Leo, it's not your fault," he said softly.
"It is," he answered. "Tony's my responsibility and I failed him. Now he's hurt."
"He'll be fine," reassured Raph. "Donnie will fix him up."
"You don't know that, Raph," answered Leo. He was worried about it being more serious since they didn't know where the sword had struck.
Leo watched as Don pulled the sword, HIS sword, from Tony's body while Mikey stemmed the flow of bleeding. Then Don stitched the wound closed after assessing that it wasn't serious at all and that Tony had been lucky. Leo left the infirmary and sat on the couch, still berating himself for all of this.
"Leonardo, it is not your fault," Splinter assured him.
"Yes, it is, Sensei," Leo replied. "I failed to protect Tony from Gia, and he got hurt. And what's worse is that it was MY weapon that hurt him."
"He will be fine now," Splinter soothed. "Donatello has taken care of him, and I am sure he does not blame you. He pushed you out of the way, did he not?"
"Yes, he did."
"He did that to protect you, my son. It was a brave thing to do, though it was also foolish on his part."
"Do you really think it'll be okay?" Leo asked him.
"I am sure everything will be fine," Splinter replied. "Perhaps you would like to visit him once he is up to it."
Leo nodded. Yes, he would visit Tony and tell him how sorry he was about all of this. It was the right thing to do.
When Don deemed that Tony was stable enough for visitors, Leo went in and saw him. The boy was lying in bed and perked up when Leo came in.
"Hi, Tony," Leo said. "How are you feeling?"
"Sore, but I'll be okay," he replied. "Don says I was lucky that it didn't damage anything."
"He's right. What possessed you to do such a thing anyway?"
"I wanted to protect you, Leo. Gia was gunning for you, and I had to make sure she didn't hurt you."
"That was a brave thing to do, Tony, but it was also foolish," Leo lectured, echoing his father's words.
"I know, but I had to do it," Tony insisted.
"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you," Leo said softly. "I'm sorry that it was my weapon that stabbed you."
"It wasn't your fault, Leo," Tony reassured him. "Gia took the weapon and stabbed me. This is all her fault, not yours, so don't blame yourself."
He was glad Tony didn't blame him, but he couldn't help but still feel some semblance of blame for what had happened. He visited with Tony a bit more before letting one of the others see him. As he made his way back to the living area, he knew that he had to do a better job of protecting Tony. This wouldn't happen again. Not on his watch. Tony was his responsibility and he was going to do a better job of taking care of him. The next person who messed with Tony wasn't going to make it out alive.
A/N: So that's the end of the first chapter. A bit short, I know, but that's how it goes sometimes. What did you think? Do you like the idea? Feel free to leave a review and have a shelltastic day.