Raphael's P.O.V.-
I couldn't believe how utterly stupid Leo was being. He was leading us towards "Darling's" apartment. And by the way, who names their kid "Darling"? That was almost as dumb as our oh-so-rational leader was acting right now. As we hopped from rooftop to rooftop, I stayed at the back; too mad to speak to my brother. Who does he think he is?! Look at him; he's as love-sick as Donnie was when he first saw April. So some pretty girl doesn't run away screaming at the sight of a gigantic mutant turtle armed with ninja weapons- let's automatically trust her! That's Leo's idiotic logic. He's always been too damn trusting and constantly looks for the good in everyone, even if there is none. And while some may see this as a good quality, I see it for what it is: naivety.
Luckily for the team, I wasn't naïve like hero-boy over here. I had a head on my shoulders, and not in the techo-smart Donnie sense. No, I was a realist. While Leo was more than willing to trust this human- who we know is definitely connected to the Kraang- like a moron, I wouldn't be swayed by beauty, charm, or cuteness. I don't care what Leo said about her; I knew I'd be able to see through her act in a minute. It was all too perfect- no Kraang activity until this mysterious girl with access into their lair conveniently shows up? Uh, can you say red flag much? And the worst part is that Leo couldn't even see it! Or he refused to let himself see it; one of the two.
Either way, my eyes drifted away from Leo to out in front of me. There's no way I'm gonna be tricked by some little flowery girl. I doubt she's told Leo all she knows but that's fine. I'd get the truth out of her; I'd make her talk. I don't care how stupid Leo's acting; if she was indeed working for the Kraang, I'd find out. One way or another, I'd get through to her- Darling and Leo.
Darling's P.O.V.-
After a few sprays of Goddess perfume, I went to put on my jacket and shoes. Almost eight o'clock; time to go meet Leonardo. My hand stopped tying my shoelace as I stared off into space for a moment. Leonardo….. He said he had something to show me tonight; I wonder what it could be? Nothing could be more surprising than a human-sized turtle and robot aliens pretending to be humans…. but I still didn't know what to expect. I'm sure it wasn't bad though; I trusted him. It was likely something to help with the uh, mission tonight. Heh, mission. I'd never been on a mission before. I hope I could be of use to Leonardo, but to be honest, I'm not really sure what I could do. Still, I had to do something; for Daddy's sake, I had to.
Following Leonardo's strict orders, I didn't go to Daddy's lab today. Luckily for me, he called to say that he was too busy with work and not to bring him any dinner. I ate a microwave dinner while watching tv, just hanging around the apartment until it was eight. I was just about to leave when my phone rang. I had left it in the charger on my desk in my room; it occurred to me not to bring it in case the Kraang somehow hacked and tracked it. Biting my lower lip, I ran back to my room, not turning on the lights, to answer my phone.
"Darling?" Grandmother's voice came from the other end. "Hi Grandmother. Um, sorry; I can't talk now. I've got to…." "Why isn't your father answering his phone?" I see my need for departure went unnoticed. "He's at work, Grandmother. I really have to go." "Did you get the package I sent you today? It said it was delivered." "Another package?" I didn't mean to say that out loud; it just sorta happened. "Grandmother, I told you; please stop sending me clothes. I have lots." "You mean you have lots of those manly rags. Honestly, Darling; would it kill you to wear a dress once and a while?" "We'll talk about it later." Or not. "I really have to go now."
"Go?" She repeated like it finally hit her. "Go?! Do you have any idea what time it is in New York right now? I thought I made it clear- you are not to go outside after dark, not without an escort." "Well, uh…. um….." Oh great; what was I supposed to say to that? Lie to my grandmother? Yep! Well, a half-lie. "Grandmother, I'm not going out alone. It'll be fine; I promise." "Do you have an escort?" "Erm yes; yes, I do." "It better not be a teenage American boy. You are an English lady, and I expect you to act as such, Darling." I'm outta time! I was so concentrated on the clock that I didn't hear what she'd just said. "I will. Bye Grandmother!"
Quickly hanging up the phone, I dashed out and locked the front door. Then I walked up the hallway, trying to think of a way to get up to the roof. Gees, why did I agree to meet up there? I don't know how to get up there! In the most ironic fashion however, the porter- or security guard as they're known in America- keep up at the other end of the hall. I instantly ran to him gently waving my hand in the air. "Sir! Sir!" The man in patrol uniform turned to smile at me. "Can I help you, miss?" Miss… I wasn't used to being called that; adults called me "dear" and "love" back in Europe. Not that it mattered.
I came up to him and grinned politely. "Um, I was wondering," my voice tried not to sound too obvious. "If one wanted to go up to the building's roof, how would one accomplish this?" The porter looked a little amused, to my surprise. "Do all British kids talk like you?" What kind of question was that?! How insulting, to insinuate that there was something funny with the way I spoke. But instead of frowning or acting affronted, I made my grin widen as I shut my eyes and shook my head. "Just the well-read ones, sir." He chuckled softly. "So sweet." So sweet indeed.
"So, you wanna know about the roof, huh?" "Just curiosity, sir." "Eh, we have some stairs at the back of the hall. If you climb up to the eighth floor and keep going, you'll reach it. Oh, but its off-limits though," his face firmed out, like he felt it necessary to tack that on. "No going up there, understand?" "I do understand; thank you, sir." He flashed me one last smile before heading back to patrol. When he had left through the door at the other end of the hall, I immediately went to the back staircase. Getting up to the roof was shockingly easy, especially considering that it was unlocked. A fire security measure, I guess. Taking in a deep breath, I placed my hand on the doorknob and checked the time. Eight o two. Ok good, I'm not too late. Slowly and a tad excitedly, I pushed the door open.