I'm going to warn you now; I am an inconsistent and unreliable updater. I write when the mood and inspiration strikes me, so an update could take months, or it could take thirty minutes. Sorry. Hope that you'll stick with me, anyway. Good news is that I know how this story is going to play out, now I only need to write it.
When Mona Lisa went through the curtain leading to the kitchen, she was met by the sight (and sound) of arguing. "How do you get a pancake stuck on the ceiling?! I didn't even think a shell for brains like you could be that stupid!" yelled Raph. Then Leo yelled at him, "Raph, stop yelling at Mikey! He just got… a little over enthusiastic." And Donnie just sat at the table with his head in his arms, trying to ignore all of them. Mona Lisa decided that she would try to interrupt this argument. She loudly cleared her throat, and said, "Good morning." All of the yelling fell silent, and the previously arguing boys were looking at Mona Lisa. "Mornin'!" chirped Mikey happily. "Good morning, Mona Lisa" said Leo, trying to look like everything was under control. Raph just looked at the ground and grumbled, "Mornin'"
"So, what was all the yelling about?"she asked. Mikey looked at her sheepishly, and replied, "Well, I was making some pancakes for breakfast. And I mighta flipped it just a little too hard."
"Mikey, the pancake got stuck on the ceiling" said Leo.
"It was an accident! And anyway, weren't you defending me just a little while ago?"
"Yeah, but because it wasn't Raph's place, not because he wasn't right!"
"Oh, so only you can yell at Mikey, oh fearless leader?" now Raph had jumped into the forming argument. "No! It's just that…"
"Enough!" A voice came from the entrance of the kitchen from right behind Mona Lisa, breaking up what surely would've been another argument. "What is going on in here?" Mona Lisa turned around to see who was speaking. She found herself staring into a stern looking face with brown fur all over it, and whiskers sticking out of a muzzle. How many people have been mutated, anyway?! she suddenly thought. Surely that is what had happened to this guy. While she was staring at him, the rat's eyes met hers. Startled at the authority behind the eyes, she broke her gaze and stared at the floor. "Who are you?" he asked, somewhat startled (though he didn't show it). "Master Splinter, this is Mona Lisa. Mona Lisa, Master Splinter" said Leo.
"Umm, nice to meet you, sir" said Mona Lisa slightly hesitantly. Seeming to ignore Mona Lisa, Master Splinter turned to Leo, "Would you care to explain what happened here?"
"Well, sensei, you see…" started Leo. Mid sentence, Mikey butt in and explained the pancake fiasco to Master Splinter. "Well, I was making some pancakes for Mona Lisa here, and I accidently flipped one too hard so it sort of, kind of, got stuck on the ceiling" Mikey looked down, embarrassed, then continued, "Then Raph started yelling at me, even though it was an accident, so then Leo started yelling at Raph, and we all started yelling at each other until Mona Lisa came in here. Then we started to argue again, and that's where you came in. And that's what happened" finished Mikey, slightly breathless. Splinter looked at him with a cocked eyebrow. "While that was…interesting, Michelangelo, I meant: where did this young lady come from?" Everyone looked at each other nervously, until Leo cleared his throat and started, "Well, sensei, we rescued her from a Kraang prison, and then we brought her here so she could get better." Everyone in the room tensed, waiting for Master Splinter's reaction. Master Splinter didn't say anything right away, but he didn't seem happy. He stared at Mona Lisa critically. There was a moment of silence until Raph broke it, shouting, "What did you expect us to do, sensei? We couldn't just leave her there! Look what those stupid Kraang did to her!" He gestured to Mona Lisa. "We couldn't exactly take her back home, so we had to bring her here!" Finishing his little outburst, Raph stood, tapping his foot; and the room fell back into a tense silence. Mona Lisa, who hadn't said much, felt a tear come to her eye. She didn't even realize that she was upset, but Raph's mention of her home did something to her. Raph was the first to notice the silent tear. "Oh. Aw, shell. I didn't mean to upset you. I-" while Raph fumbled for words of apology, Mona Lisa swept the offending tear away. "It's fine, really. I'm not even that upset. I guess I'm just home sick."Seeming to make up his mind about Mona Lisa, Master Splinter finally said something. "I suppose you did the right thing, After all, you could not, in good conscience, have left Mona Lisa in the Kraang prison, and as Raphael had stated, you could not have brought her home, either. You are welcome in our home, Mona Lisa" he stated with a slight bow. "Um, thanks" she replied. "Soo, what about those pancakes? I'm starving."
Yes, Mona Lisa finally met Splinter! April's going to be in the next chapter, I promise. R&R please! (and no, I don't mean rest and relaxation, I mean read and review!)Until next chapter, you wonderful readers, you.
