"Where did you guys get those scarves?" April asks, setting down her bags full of food down on the kitchen table.
"Donatello made them," Leonardo explains as he lovingly twitches his soft blue scarf so it's wrapped more snugly around his neck. "Thought we should try to stay as warm as possible in the winter, so he made us all scarves with matching hats and gloves a few years back."
"Donnie?" says April, surprise shows clearly. "I didn't know he could knit."
"Oh yeah," Michelangelo adds, twirling his own orange scarf deftly in his fingers. "He's a turtle of many talents. Donnie does all sorts of stuff like this: knitting, a bit of crocheting, sewing. He's really good at sewing."
"Really?" April's eyes light up and she begins to ramble excitedly. "I love crafts, sewing especially! Maybe Donnie and I could do something like that together. This place could use some more homemade decorations…or Christmas ornaments! We could crochet ornaments together. It would be so nice to have someone else to crochet with. No offense to the rest of you guys," she says hurriedly, "but you have to admit that you aren't really the crafty type. Maybe I'll bring my sewing kit down tomorrow and we can get on it!"
Leo and Mike stare at her, mouths slightly open.
April finally pauses to take a breath. "How did Donnie get so good at sewing and everything in the first place?" she questions, genuinely curious. "Was it one of your guys' weird ninja cross-training exercises that Master Splinter set you? Learning to find balance in all aspects of your life?"
Leonardo recovers first; his vacant expression becomes serious though his eyes remain gentle. "He's had lots of practice," he starts vaguely.
April doesn't speak, her elation at discovering Donnie's hidden craftiness dissipating. Leo sighs heavily, regretfully.
"He's the one who always had to stitch us up after fights."