"Hey, Come on!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming." She muttered.
"Thanks Mads." Joey added on his way to the back room. Maddie hoisted the tray up on her shoulder and tied her apron on with one hand as she moved out from behind the bar.
"Yeah, sure." Christ. When am I going to get out of here. I wish someone would come and just take me away from this crap.
"Honey!" Tiny flames licked up from the corners of her eyes and she fought to keep them down. "Over here!"
Water trickled beneath the foot bridge listlessly. A silky scarf was caught in the current and drifted along with it. Waving a young branch slowly in the water it was caught up, and lifted out. Noriko raised it up beside her and hooked it off the branch.
"I've got it." Erika was suddenly beside her and gratefully took back the scarf.
"Oh thank you. I was afraid it would get away." She smiled as she wrung the water from it.
"It was my pleasure. You should be more careful about your things." Noriko began backing the other way down the bridge. Her friend trailed after her.
"Oh, of course. I'll tie it tighter next time. Can I help you with the lily flower bed?"
"Sure." Erika beamed and hooked her arm through Norikos. "I'd love the company."
" Me too!"
Deep in my soul
Love so strong
It takes control.
Now we both know
The secrets bared
The feelings shown
Lita sunk her head into her hands. God this is torture. Not only am I stuck here, I can't reach the damn radio to turn this crap off.
Driven far apart
I'll make a wish
On a shooting star
There will come a day.
Somewhere far away
In your arms I'll stay
My only love.
"Who believes in this stuff." She muttered to herself, rubbing the scars around her wrists. Although she hadn't figured how to do away with the ankle shackles, the wrist braces were removed because the other kids were playing with them. Pulling her knees up against her body, the chains shifted against the sheets. If only her social worker could see her now. He never believed her anyway. What would actually seeing it do. Life sucked. It always sucked. And it would suck forever more. Lita set her chin on her knee and gazed out her window.
Donatello tenderly poked at his new plant on his way through the lair. He had picked it up at one of the vendors. It was a satisfactory test subject for his next experiment.
"You guys are neanderthals." He noted as he passed his two brothers, hunched over on the couch. Eyes stuck to the television. Raphael waved him off with a grunt and Mike whined so he wouldn't talk anymore. He sighed and went on to his room.
Rows of sexy girls jumped and wiggled their asses for the camera, ruffling pom poms at them. There was a kick and all their skirts flew up for a second. Mike sunk down to sit on the floor and leaned forward, resting his chin on the table.
"I wonder if they ever practice without uniforms."
"If I was the coach I'd make 'em." Mike smirked. "On trampolines."
"Yeah. Girls are hot." He pressed his finger against the screen. "I get that one."
"Fine, get dog face. I want that one over there."
"She doesn't have a dog face! At least her boobs aren't falling out of her top." Raphael grinned.
"All the more reason."
Rummaging to squeeze in through the junk upstairs, Don began searching for his old chemistry ring stands. Without light he had to search with his hands, trying vainly to recall where they had stuck his things when they cleared the lair out last year. It was a pig sty.
Movement caught the corner of his eye and he turned back to the door, squinting for light. Perched atop a stack of crates one of his brothers sat in silence. It couldn't be Raph or Mike since they had just been seen downstairs oogling football cheerleaders. Leo held his hand out as Peaches leapt up the crates into his lap.
"Holy!" Don jolted backwards at the sudden appearence. Then again, he was probably the one who walked in. Leo was good, but he wasn't that good. "You scared the shit out of me."
"Sorry." Don held his chest and leaned his hand against a crank.
"What are you doing up here?" Had he interuppted something?....?!
"Nothing. I don't know." He calmed and stood back up again, now discerning his brothers form against the wall.
"You alright?"
"........"
"You wanna... talk about it? Should I get Splinter?"
"No. I'm alright. I'm good." Dons hand brushed the ring stand sticking out of a box. He closed his hand around it quietly.
"You... wanna be alone?"
"If you wouldn't mind." He nodded.
"Yeah, sure." Stumbling back out of the storage room he raised the iron ring
stand up to keep it from knocking things over. "Um, yeah..." Glancing back his
Leo as he left he watched his hand graze over his chest plate. He ran his hand
over his head slowly before lowering it to stroke Peaches. Don turned and left
quietly, climbing back down the ladder into the den alone.