Chapter 5

Week 12

What's happening to you

"As you approach your second trimester, any nausea will hopefully begin to subside.

"Your uterus has risen above your pelvic bones, and your midwife will be able to feel it. It's about the size of a grapefruit. Around this time, you may begin to 'show'. For first-timers, 'showing' may occur a bit later."

The orange clad terrapin, rose his brow alittle as he weren't sure about the 'what's happening to you' booklet. Looking to Donnie with the look, the purple clad terrapin looked back then said. "What?"

"Never thought learning about what or how the baby grows could be so hard." Mikey said. Sighed softly and replied. "In the least this story is getting interesting." The orange clad terrapin nodded then asked. "Continue?"

Donnie agreed.

The brothers read the story together as it rose weary suspicions about whether if they were alive or not, since they hadn't submerged from the room. "What's gotten into them two?" Raphael wondered, looking to Leonardo as he walked out of the kitchen after training the dojo. Shrugging lightly then replied, sipping his tea. "Have no idea."

"Ohayo gozaimasu otousan." Leonardo greeted, with a soft smile. The old rat smiled, bowed and answered. "Ohayo gozaimasu, musuko."

Raphael sluggishly sat in the couch, and watched the television when the old rat joined him and said. "Ohayo gozaimasu musuko." Raphael bowed. "Ohayo musuko."

"Time for my soap opera." Changing the channel. Raph tolerated the show in respect for his father and quietly stood up before making his way to the punching bag.

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Klunk must have felt it too, because the cat let out a sharp, high-pitched meow before bolting off. Don could help but laugh, having to cup his hand over his mouth to keep himself from getting Mikey any more annoyed.

"Donnie! Did that kid of yours kick Klunk?" He asked, giving the purple banded turtle a bewildered look.

"Sorry, Mike, I can't control what it's doing," Don chuckled, watching as the spooked kitty slowly began to make its way back towards the couch.

Mikey's mouth just opened, as he gasped in shock then looked to his brother giving him the look as to say; how could his baby just give poor klunk a kick all because didn't want his or her personal bubble to be invaded. Donnie looked back and said with a sheepish grin. "Don't look at me, I aint the writer and I couldn't control what goes on inside mikey. As, sorry mikey I am sorry but that hilarious." Donnie laughed. Mikey snooted him off then resumed reading while his brother just enjoyed laughing and followed to read the story. "Least you are enjoying the story mikey, over comic books." Donnie commented. "No way! Comic books rock Donnie." Mikey protested quickly.

Time passed as they continue reading and finally reached the scene where the battle arrived and they had to disappear then the real fun of knowing what or how many, begun. "Finally we are to the part as where the author was saying that the battle comes. I want to know what happens next."

"Alright mikey, settle down will ya? I want to know what happens next." The purple clad terrapin suggested gently. Mikey huffed then grumbled to himself.

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~twenty minutes later~

The brothers read on, and discussed about the story as they were quite intrigued and even curiously wondered of whether or not, to write their own. Donnie wasn't a writer but an inventor, mikey may have the talent for writing. Both took down notes but one for ideas in repairing or inventing something useful for the lair or their friends as it was getting dangerous, more dangerous than usual; especially now that karai is forever on their tails to destroy them and had destroyed their second home. It is a matter of time until she just may find their third home, which has become a constant vigilant watch.

Mikey took notes and wrote a few ideas of his own, hoping it will become a story that may hit off like the ones that he read. And even favoured some as well had reviewed. Donnie reviews mostly of the one story as he wanted to finish it before moving onto the next one. Interrupted by the knock at his door and soft voice of requesting access. "Hey Donnie. What're you doing? You hadn't been out of there for ages." Raphael stated, curiously and opened the door. "That aint unusual raph." He chuckled quietly. "True, true." Raph replied when realised and nodded then said, whilst folding his arms. "What're you doing?"

"Looking at blue prints and reading this kick ass story, want to join us?" Donnie offered. Raising his brow, replying. "I aint one for reading, Donnie." Donatello laughed, blushed as he held the back of his head. "Oh yeah that is right."

"Yeah, yeah. Rub it in why don't ya?" raph whined, grumbling irritated. Donatello couldn't help himself from having a laugh. "Not cool bro. not cool."

"I thought it was." Donnie smiled. Mikey sniggered. The red clad terrapin muttered under his breathe the stormed out. "Hey donnie, quick. You gotta read this part."

"What part?" making his way to the side of his brother and looked down to the page where his brother was reading.

Cowabungamikey hiya story teller, my brother and I totally enjoy your story. It kicks ass and hoping if there could be a sequel and would be totally interested to read. Update soon.

Don ignored the two's battle and scanned over the little note, taped to it was a little gold chain with a rectangular tag on it that read in pretty cursive letters: 'Kalusha, Forgotten Angel'. The actual letter read:

Whoever finds this horse, please take good care of her. We can no longer afford to feed this poor old mare and her foal that is to be born sometime in December. She loves children and is very kind hearted.

"Kalusha, that is a pretty name. I so know what to name my kid if ever have one." Mikey smiled, commenting about what to name his first child if he has one. Donnie shook his head and said. "You never know mikey as we have come across many things in our life time."

He sighed, softly and replied wondrously. "I hope so, as I want to have heap of kids." Donnie smiled and patted his shell. "Keep dreaming, bro. As I do hope that day comes, I believe you'd make a good father."

He nodded agreeably.

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"Haha, this is great! Wow this story teller made it to be as you are a horse magnet Donnie." Mikey teased. He rolled his eyes, sighed softly and replied. "Yeah, yeah ok mikey. Least there hadn't been any bad scenes since karai destroyed our home which has happened already. Which is scary on how this author knows about that?"

"That is scary. Should we ask her?" mikey wondered before jolting to the review of the page and sent his review whilst Donnie stood behind him and said to him. "Mikey, it is just a story. There is no way she could had known what, where, when, who or how to know of our lives and I don't think I want to know if the story teller were to find out that we are more than just mere fictional characters reading her story about us."

"Oh Donnie you are such a wet blanket. Whats the harm of asking where she knew or how she knew of our life story?"

Donnie scratched the back of his head, exhaled abit then left his brother to the reviewing of the story and continued reading it alone. Happily read the chapter from where he left and realised he were getting sleepy but fought the tiredness as he wanted to know what happened next which it wasn't long when the tears begun to well and streamed down his olive cheeks followed by the sniffles and blowing his nose.

She suddenly let out a shaky whinnie…and her head fell back into Don's arms. She took in a deep breathe, looking up into Don's eyes. Then, she closed her pretty golden brown eyes, and released the breathe…and her sides stopped heaving. Don slowly closed his eyes and took in a shaky breathe of his own, feeling tears beginning to build in his eyes.

"She's gone," he said, voice shaken and hoarse. There wasn't a sound in the barn until the foal in Leo and Mike's arms let out a tiny whinnie, poking Leo in the arm with its little muzzle.

Mikey was pleased with the review message he had made and sent to the writer then looked to Donnie when heard sniffles. Tilting his head slightly and said. "Cold? I'll get some soup."

"No mikey, thankyou. This story has gotten sad now, as you have to read for yourself but you may not like what happens to you though. Which did give me a little giggle though."

"Huh? Let me see." Mikey took the book and read it then moaned with disgust. "EW, gross."

"I told you." He chuckled, wiping the tears away. "You're right it is sad chappie, dude." Mikey commented. "But least leo got a new baby in this story as why didn't choose me?" Donnie shrugged and smiled. "I guess the foal in the story was more attracted to discipline even though, well face it mikey as we weren't into discipline like leo was and is now."

"Yeah, true. But why leo?"

Donnie chuckled then told him quickly. "Never mind, mikey. You will have your chance."

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~to be continued in chapter 6

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