Relaxation
Chapter 2
By Skeletoncrew
Michaelangelo ran up to his waiting brothers, slightly out of breath and completely frantic. "You're not going to believe this!"
Raphael rolled his eyes and pushed way from the tree he had been leaning against, "You got distracted by something and forgot your wallet again."
"Well yeah, but."
Leonardo stepped forward, interrupting him with a groan, "Aww Mike, we've already missed the 8 o'clock show because of you!"
"And I for one am not paying for your ticket. You still owe me from the last time this happened," Donatello scowled at his agitated looking brother.
"Would you guys just shut up and listen already? I found out why Splinter wanted us out so badly tonight!"
Raphael snorted, "That's nothing new, we were driving him nuts!"
Donatello raised an eyebrow at him, "We? I was minding my own business, working on an e-mail encryption program when you three started."
"Let's not get into this again!" Leonardo cried with exasperation.
"Fine with me. But if it weren't for your," he pointed at Leonardo, "constant squabbling with Raph, I'd be happily and quietly programming right now."
Michaelangelo tried vainly to get their attention, "Guys! This is really important!"
Raphael moved closer to Donatello, an angry look on his face. "Yeah, like you're Mr. Perfect! Who keeps 'forgetting' to do all of his chores while he's locked away in his lab?"
"Raph's actually got a point there. We're the ones who have to do those chores while you're slacking off with those computers of yours." Leonardo looked at Donatello critically.
"Slacking off?! I'm the one who."
"I SAW APRIL GIVING SPLINTER A BLOW JOB!"
In the stunned silence that followed all eyes turned to Michaelangelo, who quickly crossed his arms and froze under their stony stares. He wasn't so certain that he wanted their attention any more.
Raphael managed to find his voice first. It was uncharacteristically quiet, "Did I just hear you say 'blow job' and 'Splinter' in the same sentence?"
"And 'April'?" Donatello added.
Michaelangelo's hyper mood returned, "Yes! I saw April sucking off Splinter in the-ooof!"
Leonardo had leapt forward knocking him onto his back and pinning him to the ground. "Take that back right now!"
"But Leo."
"It's not funny Mike! Take it back!" Leonardo removed his right hand from his shoulder and balled it into a fist. Raphael quickly grabbed his arm before he could throw the punch.
"Mike, if this is a joke it really is in poor taste," Donatello tried to defuse the situation as he and Raphael bodily removed Leonardo from their brother, "Come on Leo, let go so he can explain himself."
Leonardo glowered past his brothers at Michaelangelo as he stood and dusted himself off, but didn't make another move towards him. Michaelangelo looked indignant, "I'm not joking. I went back to the lair to get my wallet. I stepped in the door, and there were April and Splinter by the couch. She was." He was interrupted by a growl from Leonardo. "Doing what I said she was doing." He lifted his chin defiantly.
Raphael moved away from the group and began pacing. Donatello spoke as calmly as possible, "Come on Mike, they can't have been doing that. What exactly did you see?"
Leonardo let out his pent up breath, "Yeah, you must be mistaken. I mean, how long were you there?"
"Only a few seconds. I left as soon as I realized what was happening."
"So what did you see?" Raphael moved in closer again and stood looking skeptical.
Michaelangelo took a deep breath. "Splinter was standing there naked with his head thrown back and his eyes closed. April was kneeling in front of him. I saw him from the front and her from the back." "Well maybe they were." Donatello trailed off, unable to think of a good explanation.
"Did you actually hear any sucking noises?"
"Raph!" Leonardo socked him in the arm.
"Ow!" Raphael massaged his upper arm, "I'm just having a hard time believing that the guy who is always throwing out my porn, and who learned about B.J.s from CNN during Monicagate is getting one from April."
"Yeah, but what else could they have been doing?" Michaelangelo looked at each of them in turn.
"I can't think of anything," Donatello shrugged.
"But, but." Leonardo began sputtering pitifully.
"This really isn't a joke Mike?"
"Cross my heart and hope to de-mutate, Raph! I did not make this up! Never in a million years did I think Splinter and April would hook up!"
Leonardo continued sputtering.
"Daaaaamn," Raphael let out a slight chuckle, "Wonder what else the old rat is up to that we don't know about?"
~
Splinter enjoyed his bath despite the incidents leading up to it. The water was still fairly warm when he finally got in and the tea was good. He first willed himself to relax, and then worked on how to handle the situation that had arisen earlier. He'd need to be able to explain the magazine to April without her interruption and apologize for accidentally exposing himself to her. That could be easily accomplished with a phone call to her voicemail.
His sons presented a slightly different problem. Obviously Michaelangelo had seen him and April in what doubtless looked like a compromising position. He wouldn't have kept his mouth shut about it either. He would just have to set his sons straight on what had really happened and make sure that nothing like this would happen again. He wondered who that magazine belonged to. Perhaps it would be best not to throw it out immediately. Maybe he could have a little fun with it rather than just give another lecture. Splinter smiled; yes, he'd have to see if he could make them sweat a little before telling them the truth about the incident.
By Skeletoncrew
Michaelangelo ran up to his waiting brothers, slightly out of breath and completely frantic. "You're not going to believe this!"
Raphael rolled his eyes and pushed way from the tree he had been leaning against, "You got distracted by something and forgot your wallet again."
"Well yeah, but."
Leonardo stepped forward, interrupting him with a groan, "Aww Mike, we've already missed the 8 o'clock show because of you!"
"And I for one am not paying for your ticket. You still owe me from the last time this happened," Donatello scowled at his agitated looking brother.
"Would you guys just shut up and listen already? I found out why Splinter wanted us out so badly tonight!"
Raphael snorted, "That's nothing new, we were driving him nuts!"
Donatello raised an eyebrow at him, "We? I was minding my own business, working on an e-mail encryption program when you three started."
"Let's not get into this again!" Leonardo cried with exasperation.
"Fine with me. But if it weren't for your," he pointed at Leonardo, "constant squabbling with Raph, I'd be happily and quietly programming right now."
Michaelangelo tried vainly to get their attention, "Guys! This is really important!"
Raphael moved closer to Donatello, an angry look on his face. "Yeah, like you're Mr. Perfect! Who keeps 'forgetting' to do all of his chores while he's locked away in his lab?"
"Raph's actually got a point there. We're the ones who have to do those chores while you're slacking off with those computers of yours." Leonardo looked at Donatello critically.
"Slacking off?! I'm the one who."
"I SAW APRIL GIVING SPLINTER A BLOW JOB!"
In the stunned silence that followed all eyes turned to Michaelangelo, who quickly crossed his arms and froze under their stony stares. He wasn't so certain that he wanted their attention any more.
Raphael managed to find his voice first. It was uncharacteristically quiet, "Did I just hear you say 'blow job' and 'Splinter' in the same sentence?"
"And 'April'?" Donatello added.
Michaelangelo's hyper mood returned, "Yes! I saw April sucking off Splinter in the-ooof!"
Leonardo had leapt forward knocking him onto his back and pinning him to the ground. "Take that back right now!"
"But Leo."
"It's not funny Mike! Take it back!" Leonardo removed his right hand from his shoulder and balled it into a fist. Raphael quickly grabbed his arm before he could throw the punch.
"Mike, if this is a joke it really is in poor taste," Donatello tried to defuse the situation as he and Raphael bodily removed Leonardo from their brother, "Come on Leo, let go so he can explain himself."
Leonardo glowered past his brothers at Michaelangelo as he stood and dusted himself off, but didn't make another move towards him. Michaelangelo looked indignant, "I'm not joking. I went back to the lair to get my wallet. I stepped in the door, and there were April and Splinter by the couch. She was." He was interrupted by a growl from Leonardo. "Doing what I said she was doing." He lifted his chin defiantly.
Raphael moved away from the group and began pacing. Donatello spoke as calmly as possible, "Come on Mike, they can't have been doing that. What exactly did you see?"
Leonardo let out his pent up breath, "Yeah, you must be mistaken. I mean, how long were you there?"
"Only a few seconds. I left as soon as I realized what was happening."
"So what did you see?" Raphael moved in closer again and stood looking skeptical.
Michaelangelo took a deep breath. "Splinter was standing there naked with his head thrown back and his eyes closed. April was kneeling in front of him. I saw him from the front and her from the back." "Well maybe they were." Donatello trailed off, unable to think of a good explanation.
"Did you actually hear any sucking noises?"
"Raph!" Leonardo socked him in the arm.
"Ow!" Raphael massaged his upper arm, "I'm just having a hard time believing that the guy who is always throwing out my porn, and who learned about B.J.s from CNN during Monicagate is getting one from April."
"Yeah, but what else could they have been doing?" Michaelangelo looked at each of them in turn.
"I can't think of anything," Donatello shrugged.
"But, but." Leonardo began sputtering pitifully.
"This really isn't a joke Mike?"
"Cross my heart and hope to de-mutate, Raph! I did not make this up! Never in a million years did I think Splinter and April would hook up!"
Leonardo continued sputtering.
"Daaaaamn," Raphael let out a slight chuckle, "Wonder what else the old rat is up to that we don't know about?"
~
Splinter enjoyed his bath despite the incidents leading up to it. The water was still fairly warm when he finally got in and the tea was good. He first willed himself to relax, and then worked on how to handle the situation that had arisen earlier. He'd need to be able to explain the magazine to April without her interruption and apologize for accidentally exposing himself to her. That could be easily accomplished with a phone call to her voicemail.
His sons presented a slightly different problem. Obviously Michaelangelo had seen him and April in what doubtless looked like a compromising position. He wouldn't have kept his mouth shut about it either. He would just have to set his sons straight on what had really happened and make sure that nothing like this would happen again. He wondered who that magazine belonged to. Perhaps it would be best not to throw it out immediately. Maybe he could have a little fun with it rather than just give another lecture. Splinter smiled; yes, he'd have to see if he could make them sweat a little before telling them the truth about the incident.