When I awoke I was extremely groggy. I moved and stretched as I sat on the edge of the bed that I was on. I was back in the Japanese room, Leo's room. This time I was able to observe more of my new surroundings. In the far corner of the room there appeared to be a yoga mat; for meditating. There was also a full bookshelf, and there was a nightstand with a worn copy of the Art of War by Shin Tzu (A/N I do not own anything about this book – merely using this as the official turtle website said that this was Leonardo's favorite book ;P).
Pushing myself to my feet, I made my way out of Leo's room. The hallways were dimly lit, yet I could tell that it should still be day out in the human world. Cautiously I made my way down the stairs to the living room where I could hear the turtle's voices. I didn't want to disturb them, so I ventured into the kitchen. I managed to find a can of chicken noodle soup, which I began to prepare.
"What are you doing?" Raphael's gruff voice startled me from warming up the soup. My spoon clattered to the floor with a deafening crash. "Hey, there, I didn't mean to scare ya!"
"I'm sorry. I was hungry. I won't do it again! Promise!" I said quickly backing away from the stove.
"It's ok. I – er, we don't mind! I swear. Go ahead and make your soup. I was just getting some drinks for my bro's." Raphael held his hands up in an innocent gesture.
"Are you sure?" I asked tentatively holding onto hope that they weren't like Bishop.
"Positive." Raphael fetched a new spoon and grabbed his brother's drinks. Going out the doorway he paused for a second. "If ya want, ya can come join my brother's and I in the living room. It gets kind of lonely down here. There's a tray by the frig if ya join."
Feeling happy for a few moments I decided to dig out the tray and take Raphael's advice. Within minutes I was wandering my original destination – back to the living room. Hesitating I stood in the doorway, ready to bolt at any minute. Unfortunately at that minute Leo looked up. I was caught in his golden, penetrating gaze.
"Violet. Join us," he patted to the seat beside him with a smile. Obediently I sat on the side that he indicated and began to eat my soup.