The girl's shriek had brought them all to their feet. Splinter was first
down the hall and into the bedroom. Raphael vaulted over the couch and had
made it down the hall just in time for the door to swing back into his
face. He pushed it hard and it hit the wall with a loud bang. The girl
shrieked again and twisted the blankets tighter around her. She looked
like she wished she could melt into the wall behind her. Michaelangelo had
closed his eyes as soon as he saw Splinter, and was desperately wishing
that when he opened them he would find himself alone.
Donatello and Leonardo pushed into the room behind Raphael just as Splinter spoke. "What has happened?"
Michaelangelo's eyes flew open. This was no dream. It was a nightmare! He turned his eyes to the girl, wondering exactly what he had done to her. She was staring at his brothers and blushing furiously. His gaze shifted to Splinter. "I, uh. I…I don't know what happened. I thought I was dreaming. I poked her."
Noticing his brother's jaws drop and his Sensei's brow furrow, Michaelangelo turned a deeper shade of red. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
"My bellybutton!" Everyone looked at the girl. Blushing, she continued, "He poked me in the bellybutton!"
Raphael snorted, "Real smooth Mike. I think what you were looking for is about 12 inches lower."
"Raphael!" Splinter wheeled on his son, "Out! Now!" He turned back to the girl, "Are you alright?"
She nodded, "Yes, I'm fine. I just forgot where I was and being awoken by a FINGER in the bellybutton surprised me." She glared at Raphael.
Splinter turned back to Raphael, "Did I not just tell you to leave the room?"
"Yes Master Splinter." He bowed to his Sensei and, shooting a grin at his embarrassed brother, left the room.
Turning his gaze to his other sons, "Leonardo, bring me April's spare set of clothing. Donatello, why don't you and Raphael see about breakfast?" Both bowed and left the room.
Splinter turned back towards the bed and its dismayed occupants. "Leonardo will return in a moment with some clothing you may wear. Once you are dressed and comfortable, please come down the hall to the living room and we shall make our introductions."
"Thanks."
Leonardo returned at that moment with a bundle of women's clothing. He handed it to over to his master. "Thank you Leonardo, please go help your brothers in the kitchen." Splinter in turn, handed the clothing to the young lady and turned to leave. "Come on Michaelangelo."
"Ummm...I um…"
Splinter paused but did not turn, "Go take a cold shower," and he left.
Michaelangelo's shoulders slumped. Raphael had noticed, the other guys had probably noticed, and Splinter HAD noticed. He looked over at the girl, wondering what she was thinking. She gave him a weak smile. He tried to smile back. "You know, I've never been so embarrassed in my life."
"That makes two of us."
"Would you please close your eyes until you hear the door shut?"
Once her eyes were shut, Michaelangelo grabbed his bathrobe, and turning away from her, stood and put the robe on. He threw the pillow back into place and left the room almost at a run.
Donatello and Leonardo pushed into the room behind Raphael just as Splinter spoke. "What has happened?"
Michaelangelo's eyes flew open. This was no dream. It was a nightmare! He turned his eyes to the girl, wondering exactly what he had done to her. She was staring at his brothers and blushing furiously. His gaze shifted to Splinter. "I, uh. I…I don't know what happened. I thought I was dreaming. I poked her."
Noticing his brother's jaws drop and his Sensei's brow furrow, Michaelangelo turned a deeper shade of red. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
"My bellybutton!" Everyone looked at the girl. Blushing, she continued, "He poked me in the bellybutton!"
Raphael snorted, "Real smooth Mike. I think what you were looking for is about 12 inches lower."
"Raphael!" Splinter wheeled on his son, "Out! Now!" He turned back to the girl, "Are you alright?"
She nodded, "Yes, I'm fine. I just forgot where I was and being awoken by a FINGER in the bellybutton surprised me." She glared at Raphael.
Splinter turned back to Raphael, "Did I not just tell you to leave the room?"
"Yes Master Splinter." He bowed to his Sensei and, shooting a grin at his embarrassed brother, left the room.
Turning his gaze to his other sons, "Leonardo, bring me April's spare set of clothing. Donatello, why don't you and Raphael see about breakfast?" Both bowed and left the room.
Splinter turned back towards the bed and its dismayed occupants. "Leonardo will return in a moment with some clothing you may wear. Once you are dressed and comfortable, please come down the hall to the living room and we shall make our introductions."
"Thanks."
Leonardo returned at that moment with a bundle of women's clothing. He handed it to over to his master. "Thank you Leonardo, please go help your brothers in the kitchen." Splinter in turn, handed the clothing to the young lady and turned to leave. "Come on Michaelangelo."
"Ummm...I um…"
Splinter paused but did not turn, "Go take a cold shower," and he left.
Michaelangelo's shoulders slumped. Raphael had noticed, the other guys had probably noticed, and Splinter HAD noticed. He looked over at the girl, wondering what she was thinking. She gave him a weak smile. He tried to smile back. "You know, I've never been so embarrassed in my life."
"That makes two of us."
"Would you please close your eyes until you hear the door shut?"
Once her eyes were shut, Michaelangelo grabbed his bathrobe, and turning away from her, stood and put the robe on. He threw the pillow back into place and left the room almost at a run.