TMNT: New Beginnings
Chapter Two: Information
"So, did she say anything to you?" Donatello asks Michelangelo as they enter their home.
Michelangelo's unsure if Donatello's setting him up for a round of jokes at his expense. Should he answer? Nah. He turns away and slumps on the sofa, grabbing the TV remote and switching it on. Leonardo looks at Donatello, unsure what to say. Raphael casually walks past the two of them, watching Michelangelo in the corner of his eye. This wasn't like Michelangelo. He's usually the type to just laugh everything off. The way he was being now was defiantly a sign he was serious and the mutant really did exist. No doubt about it.
Leonardo and Donatello make their way over to their youngest brother. Leonardo sits himself in the chair, whilst Donatello plants himself on the sofa beside Michelangelo. There's a strange tension in the air, but Michelangelo doesn't care. He was secretly enjoying winding his brothers up now that most of his real tension was gone. He never was one to carry a grudge for very long. And he knew they'd believe him eventually, especially if he could find her again. For now though, it was fun to pretend to be more serious than he really was, though the fact they'd disbelieve him was still bugging him a little. Michelangelo, though light-hearted and usually able to see the light in every situation, had always counted on his brothers for support in serious matters. And he's much more sensitive than he usually lets on. So when he didn't feel like he got the support he wanted or needed from his brothers; it hurt. He may be a clown, but even he was there for each of them when it mattered.
Raphael was really starting to feel impatient and guilty now. Impatient because he too wanted to hear more about this mutation, and guilty for being the one that put Michelangelo on such a downer. He was also feeling annoyed with his brother for being "such a child" about this and carrying this on for so long. There were times he could really just yell at him to "grow-up". But he never did. Not seriously anyways. Many-a-time had Michelangelo's "individual" qualities broken through even his temper and made him laugh so hard he'd lose his breath.
Michelangelo could feel his brothers' eyes on him, and it was getting harder not to crack a smile and break-down in hysterical laughter. Not to mention the fact that he wanted to talk about the girl he saw. It was hard keeping the smiles, laughs, information, and excitement inside. He was going to explode! Any minute now! Dammit!! He could feel the muscles in his cheeks rising and he tried desperately to hold his straight face. Donatello notices his mouth twitch and begin to pull, on it's way to a grin. But before he can say anything, Raphael walks infront of all of them and switches the TV off. Michelangelo's growing smile falls as he figures Raphael has probably had enough and is about to give him a slap or something. Preparing to block whatever attack was coming his way, he raises his arms. Just a little, so Raphael won't notice. Maybe.
"Alright." Raphael gives-in, a fed-up tone present in his voice. "Who was she?" He folds his arms and stands waiting.
"Huh?" Michelangelo realizes he's not about to getting a new bruise, afterall. "You really wanna know?"
"Of course we do." Donatello insists. "This could be majorley important! I mean, we've come into contact with mutants before, but that was different. Tokka and Rahzar were deliberately mutated in an attempt to defeat us."
"Heh heh, yeah. They sucked." Michelangelo chuckled.
"So, if this mutant was another... "accident..." Donatello always hated using that word to describe himself and his brothers. "...then it's quite possible there are more out there."
"Don't you think we'd have seen 'em by now." Raphael pointed-out, raising a brow.
"Not if they've been hiding." Leonardo counters. "Like us."
"Pfft." Raphael frowns a little at Leonardo before looking at Michelangelo again. "So?"
"Uh..." Michelangelo thinks back. "She was green..."
Typical Michelangelo. The others shake their heads; Leonardo bringing his palm up to his face, Donatello trying not to laugh, and Raphael wondering just how empty his little brother's head really is. Raphael clears his throat, trying to encourage Michelangelo to give a little more information.
"Oh, well... she had blue eyes, a stubby tail, and really light brown hair." He listed.
"She had hair?" Leonardo asks.
"She had a tail?" Raphael asks.
"She had eyes?" Donatello asks, unable to resist.
"Don." Leonardo semi-playfully scolds.
"Yep, yep, and yep." Michelangelo confirms. "Oh, and she had a yellow... erm, I think it was yellow... it was kinda dark out... a scarf thing round her neck. But not like one of those wintry types that're all fluffy and thick."
Michelangelo's brothers were stunned into silence for a moment. All of them in disbelief Michelangelo noticed and remembered those details and had been keeping it to himself this whole time!!
"Mike, how did you remember all that?" Donatello asks, standing-up as he does so.
Michelangelo isn't even sure himself, so he just shrugs, looking up at his brother.
"We could go look for her?" Leonardo suggests.
"Oh yeah, right. We don't even know where she was going." Raphael points out. "Where exactly are you planning to have us run around first, Leo?"
Leonardo frowns at Raphael, before looking over to Michelangelo again. "Do you have any idea where she was going?"
"Hey, don't look at me. I pointed: you ignored." He answers, bringing his arms up and resting his hands behind his head.
"Well, a general direction doesn't really give us much to go on anyways, Mikey." Donatello explains.
"So... how are we supposed to find her?" Michelangelo asks, disheartened at the thought they'd never find her, lower his arms again.
"Don't worry, Mikey." Donatello reassures him. "I'm sure we can come-up with something."
"Yeah well, it's late. So I suggest we all get some sleep first." Leonardo insists. "We can continue this with fresh minds in the morning."
"Suits me." Raphael waves as he heads off to bed first.
"Mike, you will sleep tonight, right?" Leonardo scolds.
Michelangelo just grins sheepishly at his oldest brother. He's well-known for playing video-games all night long instead of getting a proper rest. Sometimes he'd end-up crashing on the sofa at some silly time in the morning, and other times he didn't even sleep at all! And the truth was; he had no intention of sleeping tonight. He had a date... with a video-game.
"Mike." Leonardo folds his arms.
"Yeah, yeah. Later."
"Look, I'm going to check on Master Splinter and then I'm gonna get to bed myself. If I wake-up during the night and find you awake--"
"Night, Mikey." Donatello waves before letting-out a yawn as he turns to leave. "Come on, Leo."
Michelangelo slips himself off of the sofa and reaches his arms forwards to grab something.
"Go to bed, Mikey!" Leonardo calls just before getting to the top of the stairs.
"Bleeeh." He picks up his gaming controller... a plastic guitar. "I've got some serious butt-kickin' to do." He grins.
He turns on his gaming console and slips the guitar strap over his head as he stands-up, and back a little from the TV. As the game loads up, he remembers something else; his headset. He grabs it from the floor by the console, puts it on, and blows into it to check it's switched on. He connects the game online, logs-in with his alias "Punker", and checks who else is on to play against.
"Aw, dude!" He grins, clicking away to connect and offer a game to someone. "Casey, you there!?"
"Mikeeey!" Comes Casey's voice in his headset. "Ready to rock 'n' roll!?"
"Born ready, dude!"
The guys play against eachother for just under an hour, strumming and clicking the buttons, trying to keep-up with the tabs on-screen to each song they choose. Whilst they play, Michelangelo explains to Casey about the mutant he ran into earlier. Soon enough, however, another voice is heard from Casey's end.
"Hey! Sleep!" It's April's voice, calling to Casey.
"Busteeed!" Michelangelo teases.
"Ha! You've had a lucky escape, my friend."
"Yeah, yeah." Michelangelo laughs - he's been winning most of the games, as usual.
"Alright, I'm off. Play you tomorrow?"
"Sure. Night, Casey. Say hi to April for me."
"Will do. And er, I'll relay the information you gave me too."
"Cool. Later, dude."
"Later."
And with that, Casey logs-off. Luckily for Michelangelo, he has a few more "online friends" he can battle with. One of which he hasn't seen online for a few days. Selecting their alias "Pixie", he offers them a game, and wait for their reply. It connects.
"Duuude!" Michelangelo yells down his headset.
"Duuude!" A female voice yells back.
"How's it goin'? I haven't seen you online for a while again."
"Ah, long story..." She trails off.
"You okay?" He asks, but she doesn't answer. "You still there?"
"Y-yeah... sorry."
"You wanna talk about it?"
"Naaa, I'd rather kick your ass again."
"What!? Have you forgotten who whooped you last time!?" Michelangelo reminds her playfully.
"Haha!! C'mon, you know I rock so much harder than you!" She jokes.
"Hahaha! Yeah, right! Bring it on!"
They pick a few songs to play against eachother before shouting in unison: "Game on!!"