"Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, Michelangelo, my sons, come here" Splinter's voice rang though the lair. The four eight year old turtles ran into their father's room. He was kneeling on the floor, with candles around him.
"I need to think and meditate for a while, so I need you four to cook dinner tonight" Splinter told them, "Leonardo, you are in charge and you three are to follow his orders"
"Yes Sensei" they all said in unison.
"And no arguing" Splinter told them.
"Yes Sensei" they all said again and left.
Splinter watched them leave and then shut his eyes.
His sons had been learning the ancient art of Ninjitsu since they were about two years old and now Splinter felt that they were ready to learn how to use weapons.
But what weapons? He kept asking himself. They are so many weapons to choose from. There was no limit to what weapons you could have as a Ninja.
Bow and arrows, axes, knives, swords, Manriki, staffs, hammers, anything. But what weapon would best suit his turtle sons? Splinter had been meditating for days now, searching for an answer. He had also been watching his sons closely. Seeing how they handled different objects and different tasks.
But nothing had shown it self yet.
Suddenly, Splinter heard shouting from the kitchen. He opened his eyes and sighed. He should have known better then to leave cooking dinner to his sons. He got up and walked to the kitchen. It was then he heard laughter mixed in with the shouting.
"Take that…and that!" he heard Raph shouting. He walked in.
Raph had two large barbecue forks in his hands, both held up. Opposite him was Leo, holding two large knives, crossed in front of his face. He was blocking blows made by Raph. They were fighting with a smile on their face.
Donnie had a long French bread stick in his hands, pointing it at Mikey. Mikey was jumping in the air, with two string sausages in each hand. He was twirling them around and hitting Donnie, who was blocking the blows with the French bread. They were both laughing their hands off.
Splinter looked at the scene in amazement and then coughed to let his sons know they were caught.
They turned around and dropped their weapons. They expected Splinter to start telling them off and they bowed their heads, waiting for the impact.
But it never came. Splinter stood there and thought for a moment. He then took a deep breath and said,
"Continue with dinner" he left his bewailed sons and went back to his room. He went to his cupboard and got out a big chest from the bottom. Inside were several different weapons. He took out two Katana, two Sai, a Boi Staff and two Numchucks. He laid them on the floor. The weapons were dull and dusty, and in need of some care. He polished teach weapon and then got out some ribbon. He wrapped the handles of the Katana with blue ribbon, the handles of the Sai in red ribbon. The middle of the Boi staff in purple and the ends of the Numchucks in orange.
Splinter smiled at his work. The weapons were ready for tomorrow's training session.
There was a quiet knock at the door and Leo's head appeared.
"Master Splinter, dinner's ready" he said.
"Thank you, my son" Splinter smiled. he followed his son to the kitchen, glab that his questions were answered.
Please review, nothing too cruel.