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Hello. I hope everyone is having a fantastic day.
So, I was going through my freakin' huge pile of E-mails, and I realized that I haven't done any of my fanfictions in a while. I've been busy with something else, and I just stopped my all of my fan fictions on here.
Well; I believe it's time to do another chapter to each of those stories!
I hope you enjoy this chapter, and if you do not, then I believe that sucks for you.
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Title: I'm Holding Back Nothing
"Michelle, we can't keep doin' this."
"Raphael, we have to keep training."
"Yeah? Well; I ain't trainin' with ya' when I know something is on your mind."
With that being said, Raphael pulled his hand away from Michelle's stomach, about to punch her to the ground, until he realized something was up. The female stood there in confusion, watching as her brother strolled towards the wooden bench in the training room, plopping himself down on the solid object. Patting a hand on the seat next to him, he waited for his companion to come and sit by his side, to talk to him.
"What's really up, Elle? You haven't been trainin' that well, you haven't been eatin' much either, and you're always readin' that stupid book! What's so great about it?"
"Master Splinter gave it to me before he died, Raph…"
With those words whispered from her lips, she raised one of her hands, unknowing to herself, to the top of her chest, where her locket was resting on her orange tank top. In her other hand she held the small book her father had given to her, the book had become so important to her, as though it was her bible.
"And ya' said ya' would tell us what the book was about after ya' read it, what's it about, Michelle? Huh?"
When her reply was only silence, the male turtle sighed, loudly, eyeing the book that was in her hand.
"You shouldn't hold back nothin', Michelle."
Her ice blue eyes searched through his pair of courageous, brown eyes, trying to see if his words were only a cover of something. The deeper she looked though, the more she realized that it was time to tell all of them about her book, and who she wanted to choose for a mate.
"I'll tell you if you get Donatello and Leonardo in here, it's time for you guys to know who my mate will be."
In a blink of an eye, Raphael was gone, calling out his to his brothers, telling them what Michelle was going to tell them. In a matter of seconds all three of the males were in the room, all of them looking at their female companion in wonder, they all seemed mesmerized by the sight of her. It wasn't a surprise though, for all three of them knew that it was finally the time for Michelle to tell them who she was going to pick to be her mate for the breeding season.
"Boys…"
The female started, legs crossed as the book was laid upon her thin lap. She grinned though, tilting her head to the side as each and every single male stood tall and mighty, letting her warm smile shine on them.
"Or should I say 'men'?"
All of them grinned in pride, standing even taller by her words as the female turtle, nervously, brushed her hand over her thigh, trying to think over the words she was going to say.
"I love all of you with my entire heart, each of you hold my heart in your palm. Master Splinter also knew this, which is why he gave me this book."
Waving the small book in the air, the three males nodded, patiently waiting for her to keep going on.
"Someone recently told me to not hold anything back, and he's right. Which is why I believe you guys deserve to know what decision I have come to, what decision Splinter and I have both come to terms with."
"Okay."
"Sure."
"Of course."
All three of them replied after her sentence, each male looking at each other in unsure, each one of them hoping that whoever was picked would not leave the other two broken-hearted that wasn't picked.
"Listen here, and listen well. This… This is hard for me to say, and if you guys only berate me, I'm just not going to say anything at all, got it?"
Again, all three of them at the same time nodded at her, lips sealed in a straight line.
"I… Er… Do you guys think it's possible, maybe, to have a love so strong that nothing could compare?"
"Yes."
"Yeah."
"Totally."
"What if this kind of love wasn't just for one person, but more then one? What if you didn't have each and lover by your side, and you knew that you die without even one of them, what would you do then?"
"Michelle, are you saying…?"
Leonardo started to question, closing his mouth shortly afterwards though, as Raphael's eyeridge was raised up, while Donatello's mouth was slightly open.
"I know you guys love each other, or at least have a crush one ach other. I've seen you guys kiss each other; I've heard the chuckles and giggles from you guys. I've noticed that all of you guys are just in one bedroom, while all of the other rooms are empty, and I've heard the moans. I don't care how embarrassing this is, do you guys love each other, or is this a false hope for me?"
"…No, its true…"
Donatello whispered, softly, all three males blushing a deep scarlet, though they still stood in glory as they had when this conversation first started.
"Then… Then this won't be that hard to ask… Why don't all of us… Why can't we just… Er… I… Why can't all of us just be together, and not just in breeding season, but in general? I need you guys, every single one of you, if I didn't have one of you by my side, I would die."
"Ya' want… All of us to be together?"
"Why not, Raphael? If you guys love each other, and you truly love me, then there should be no problem doing this. I'll probably have more then one child, I'll probably have, at least, three, I think… Mating won't be a problem, raising the child or children won't be a problem, and being together won't be a problem at all."
They all stayed in silence, staring at each other, all of them dwelling on the topic.
"…What do you guys say…?"
"Yes."
A smile spread over her features as the males grinned at her, nodding their heads as they watched her turn her back away from them, not looking at them anymore. She glanced over her shoulder, winking at them as she let the strap of her tank top slightly fall of her slim, smooth shoulder.
"Why don't we 'train' for the breeding season, then?"
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(Three months later)
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The month after they all came together was mating season, the next month Michelle had become pregnant, and the third month she had laid her eggs down.
The up coming mother was sitting by the eggs, all five eggs resting peacefully in the pile of hay that was formed into a nest, the hay protecting the eggs for the cold. The tips of her fingers gazed one of the eggs, nodding her head to herself as she felt the warmth from the egg go to her fingers.
"The eggs are really big, huh?"
"Yeah, the egg is about half the size of my arm, the tip of it goes to the tips of my fingers and the egg ends at my elbow."
"That's because the eggs aren't normal eggs, Raphael. Their mutant turtles, unlike us, they will be born the size of a normal sized human baby, along with the fact that they will…"
Donatello kept going on about the eggs, both Raphael and Donatello sitting on the stairs that lead into Splinter's room. The eggs were placed into Splinter's old room, not changing anything in their mater's old room except adding two things.
One thing was the egg nest with the eggs.
The second thing was a silver statue that was in the shape of their deceased master, the statue was him standing tall and mighty, standing the same way the males had stood before Michelle the day they had become mates. His cane, like what he usually looked like when he was alive, was out in front of him, helping him to stand in his glory.
"I'm so proud of you."
Leonardo said by Michelle's side, the female looking towards her left side at him, his eyes gazing at the eggs in the large nest. Raphael and Donatello had stopped talking, also staring at Leonardo, waiting for their brother to speak.
"You have three, crazy males as mates, and you were pregnant with five eggs. You kept control of all of us while you gave birth to five eggs, I just can't believe that this is worth this."
"It is, it's always worth it, and it'll definitely be worth it when these eggs hatch."
Patting on the wooden floor under her, Raphael and Donatello both stood up from the stairs to go by her side, sitting down with Leonardo. All of them sat around her, not saying a single word as they gazed at the eggs, not needing to say a single word. Raphael looked up towards the statue that stood in front of the eggs, as though the statue was guarding the eggs, as the male smiled, weakly.
"Do you think Splinter would have been happy with our decision?"
"He wanted the best for us, and this is the best for us, all of us."
All of them nodded at her words, leaning against each of her sides, one more by her left side, one by her right, and one behind her back. Michelle sat there, in complete bliss as their warmth traveled to her, letting the passionate feeling wash over her body. All of the males closed their eyes, dozing off a bit as the female turtle kept awake, staring at the statue as her fingers gazed each egg.
She lifted up her hand, kissed her palm, and then blew a kiss at the statue.
"I love you, and I hope the afterlife is as kind to you as you have been to us."
As soon as the whispered words left her lips, she also closed her eyes, dozing away with the males around her. Unknown to all of them, a male figure stood in from of the statue, a blue glow reflecting off his body as his knowing eyes gazed over the eggs, and then looking towards his children.
When Michelle blew a kiss at Master Splinter, he had raised his hand up in the air and acted like he had caught the kiss, placing the kiss in his pocket.
"I love all of you, too."
With a wave of his hand, he was gone, though he would never be truly gone, for he would always watch over his children.
And, of course, his grandchildren.
The End.
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For Now.
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So, that's the end of this.
Review, tell me what was liked/disliked, what was great, what could be fixed, all that jazz.
I hope all of you have a wonderful day!
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