Okay...I'm just taking a crack at this. I was convinced to try to write, again, by a friend. I don't see why she wants me to write, but as long as i get good reviews, I will contiue this.
I, RozBen, do not own TMNT or its charaters; all rights go to their proper owners...which sucks ass.
Chapter 9: What the hell are ya eatin'?
"As far as i can tell, Hun's attack hadn't had any effect on the babies. Leo, calm down. Remember? He was hit in the chest, not the stomach. And their vitals are storng and healthy. Just calm down..." Don explained a lot to him and reassured him that nothing was wrong with Usagi or the babies.
Why Leo was thinking this, when he was still half asleep was beyond him. Hell why was he even awake? Leo turned over in his sleep, looking for the now ever familiar warmth. As his hand hit the cool sheets on the other side of the bed, rather than fur, his eyes snapped open. Bolting up, he looked around and saw no sight of Usagi. Rolling out of bed, he walked out of his room. There was a light in the kitchen. He walked down, rubbing his eyes.
As he stepped into the light, he saw Mikey and Usagi sitting down at the table, talking quietly. Quietly. Mikey wasn't known for the quiet. Mikey looked up and smiled. "Hey, bro."
"Uh...hey. What time is it?" he yawned
"Around three." Usagi commented, before taking another bite of somthing from a bowl.
"What are you eating?" Leo asked, kissing his love's forehead.
"Pickles and ice cream." Mikey giggled. Leo stared into Usagi's bowl. Indeed, pickles floated on the melting strawberry ice cream.
"O-kay." Well...he was nealy three months along.
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"Dude! I'm whiped. No fair using your bo like that, Don!"
"Come off it lame brain; it was only morning training."
"Yeah, well. I was up early with Usagi!"
"Yeah. Right." Raph chuckled. Most days Usagi slpet in, so he was not tempted to jump in and spar, which went against Doctor Donnie's demands.
"Seriously! I was up, kinda hungry and saw him sittin at the table, drinking some tea with this weird look on his face."
"Wired look?" Don stopped and turned on his brother, the doctor side coming out. "What weird look?"
"Turns out those cravin's you warned him about reared its ugly head." Mikey shrugged, stalking into the kitchen, to find Usagi dunking strawberries into mustard.
"Uh, Usagi?" Raph asked as calm as he could. "What the hell are ya eatin'?"
~TMNT~
About a week later...
"Strawberries...strawberries...strawberries...? Dudes! I can't find any!" Mikey screamed, having just shuffled through every fruit in his immedaite area.
"What do ya mean ya can't find any?" shouted Raph, from his spot just down the aisle. "Dere's gotta be, cuz' i ain't findin' none! Don?"
"None here either." Don whined, glancing at the shell cell in his hand. It was calling from the lair-Master Splinter's cell. The three youngest turned to Leo, hoping he had some idea of what to do next.
Hanging his head, Leo said quietly, "This is the third store we've been to and as it is, its almost dawn. We...we'll just have to go home."
Empty handed.
The turtles looked at one another in horror. April had been kind enough to fill them in on how women act when they have their cravings; how they react when not getting what they want. She had been grinning like some mad genius the entire time, freaking Mikey and Leo out. Don, not believeing her, jumped onto his computer for about three hours. When he came back, he looked about ready to puke. He told them how one wife attack her husband with a chair when she began her cravings and he forgot to pick up her salty-sweet snack.
Strawberries were somthing Usagi was making a habbit of eating, weather it be in ice cream or mustard, it was more than likely in his hands. Leo dreaded going home and telling the man he loved that he failed. Again. Leo squeezed his eyes shut. All he's done is fail him! He failed protecting him the night that boar attacked! When he was beaten in the alleyway...He took a deep breath as Don patted his shoulder sympathetically.
When they walked through the lair's door, Usagi was instantly glued to Leo's side.
"Leo sighed, "Sorry, Usagi. I couldn't get you-"
"You are not hurt, are you? No injuires? What happened? Why could Master Splinter not get a hold of you on your...shell cell?" he faultered twoards the end, seeming on the vergs of tears.
"What? No, no one is hurt. What made you think that?" Leo pulled Usagi closer, gently shushing him.
"You did not answer that device Master Splinter used. It was getting twoards dawn and with no answers, we sent Casey and April to look for you. They couldn't find you!" Now Leo felt a huge wave of self hatred. The way Usagi cuddled into him was like a punch in the gut. He should have answered the damn shell cell! He made Usagi worry, stress over what was going on. Stress was never a good thing-especially if it belongs to a worried, child bearing samuari rabbit.
Leo hugged Usagi closer, guiding him to the sofa.
Once Usagi had been calmed, Master Splinter drew his sons into his meditation room. Master Splinter had deicded to add two hours to their morning tarining for the next two weeks and cut down their patrol time. That and he had actually raised his voice at them; a first ever, though it was mostly directed to Leonardo. His words made Leo shrink back, as though he was slapped. But he knew his master had been in the right to do so.
Nearly tow hours later. Mikey sat on the floor next to Don, who sat on the one end of the sofa; April and Casey sitting on the love seat. Leo had his arms around Usagi on the other end of the sofa. The white rabbit had fallen alseep and Leo was close to joinging him, as was eveyone else.
