Raph plopped into a chair and stretched his arms broadly while rotating his thick neck, working all the morning knots out of his muscles. Blinking groggily, he snatched the Cheerios and poured them noisily into a dirty bowl, crusted with some old tomato sauce and petrified noodles. He paid no attention to it, however, and reached for the milk jug. He shook it for moment, undid the cap, and let one eye peek through the nozzle checking for chunks. Satisfied, he poured it on top of his cereal until it overflowed on the edge slightly. Rubbing some early morning grime from his eyes, he grabbed his spoon at the same time and dipped it into the bowl, spilling even more of its contents onto the table surface. Munching loudly, he gazed around the quite kitchen in thought. He figured Leo was probably getting a head start on the day's katas, Don clacking on his computer, and Mike...well..who the hell knew what Mike was doing. Taking an enormous swallow, he let his spoon dive again, but it paused in midair as a small snort caught his attention. His beady eyes took in every detail of the room behind his red mask, but he noticed nothing peculiar. After a moment, he shrugged it off and returned to his breakfast, munching more softly. Then a stifled giggle, barely audible, broke the silence. He immediatly stood up from his chair, nearly knocking it over, and laid a tense hand on a sai resting securely in this belt. It was probably just Mike playing some stupid prank on him, but something about that giggle rubbed his nerves raw. Placing one foot in front of the other cautiously, he moved around the perimeter of the kitchen eyeing every shadow, crevasse, and crack. Nothing appeared to be wrong, but a keen feeling told him otherwise. Moments later, a sudden belch broadcasted into the thin air. Spinning around, he snatched his weapons and pointed them at the refrigerator. But what could possible be in there? Not even Mike could fit in the fridge, if he tried. He inched closer and closer and gripped the handle until another snicker confirmed his suspicions. It appeared to come from the area around the freezer. He savagely ripped the door and open, and jumped back in alarm as two large eyes glared back behind the frosty fog floating out towards him.
"Hehehe! You found me!"
Raph remained motionless, mesmerized by the perverse quality of its voice.
"Lets boogey! Do do dooo, do do dooo!"
Reaching into the ice encrusted box, he pulled the creature out by the tuft of hair on its head.
"Whoooaa! Me scared!"
He glared back at it, completely boggled. Exactly why was the freezer infested with ewok-gremlin fur balls? He couldn't recall having any intoxic beverages lately, or even watching any deranged movies to effect his reasoning. Then suddenly, Mike dashed into the room and stole the gremlin from his grasp, hugging it tightly against his plastron.
"Mmmm, I love you," it purred in his arms.
"Doh-Doh? Are you okay? Did Uncle Raph scare you?"
It whimpered in reply.
"What the HELL is that, and why is it in the freezer?!" Raph stuttered, going a bit red in the face. Mike petted Doh-Doh's cold fur, obviously shaken with worry and freight.
"Doh-Doh, this is your Uncle Raph. I sorry we couldn't do the introductions more formally."
"It looks like something Klunk coughed up."
Mike ignored the comment.
"I was playing hide and seek with him, and I had to ask Don to hide him for me. You know, so I didn't cheat, but I don't know how he got in the freezer. Don would never...or would he?" Mike paused.
Raph cocked an eyebrow mockingly.
"I don't know. Why don't you ask Uncle Don?
Mike nodded, growing slightly pale.
"Would you watch him for me?"
"What do you think I am, a....," he started, but Mike had already shoved the gremlin in his hands and left.
Disgusted, he plopped it onto the table and returned to his vacant cereal bowl. His Cheerios were soggy, but he didn't notice as he finished them, his eyes solely fix on Mike's....thing. He had already noticed the mechanical qualities of it, however.
"Dum dum de dum."
"Shut up."
"La la la laaaa la."
"Shut up!"
"Boring," it sighed.
"I saaaiiiiid SHUT UP!" He pointed his sai at it threateningly.
"Whoa! Loud sound! Hehehe!"
"That's it, now you've really pissed me off," He stood up and moved towards it grinning evily. His muscles coiled and ready for the death stroke.
"Say your prayers, Hairball..."
"Oh thanks Raph! You're real pal!" Mike galloped in smiling but stopped suspiciously as Raph flipped around towards him in alarm.
"Mikey! Don't sneak up on me like that! I was just...uhh...showing it my sai."
"HIM not IT," Mike snapped, suspecting nothing.
"Oh yeah, right. So what did Don say?" Raphael quickly changed the subject.
"Well, I asked him to hide Doh-Doh somewhere really hard. So he was just doing what I told him too."
"Uh huh," Raph contained a grin at Mike's denseness. There were thousands of hard places to hide something that are a little less damaging then the freezer. But Raphael forsaw the purpose behind Don's actions, and decided not to reveal anything to his youngest brother. Mike nodded and grabbed his precious toy off the table and snuggled it close. It seemed to have fallen asleep during their conversation.
"Okay! Me up!"
"Don't forget, we have katas in an hour," Raph mentioned.
Mike waved him off and departed the kitchen, patting his furby softly on the back. Raph's eyes followed the ball of fluff in his arms until they vanished behind the door. Then a sadistic shadow seemed to cloud over his eyes.
"We will meet again, Hairball. I'll make sure of it."
"Hehehe! You found me!"
Raph remained motionless, mesmerized by the perverse quality of its voice.
"Lets boogey! Do do dooo, do do dooo!"
Reaching into the ice encrusted box, he pulled the creature out by the tuft of hair on its head.
"Whoooaa! Me scared!"
He glared back at it, completely boggled. Exactly why was the freezer infested with ewok-gremlin fur balls? He couldn't recall having any intoxic beverages lately, or even watching any deranged movies to effect his reasoning. Then suddenly, Mike dashed into the room and stole the gremlin from his grasp, hugging it tightly against his plastron.
"Mmmm, I love you," it purred in his arms.
"Doh-Doh? Are you okay? Did Uncle Raph scare you?"
It whimpered in reply.
"What the HELL is that, and why is it in the freezer?!" Raph stuttered, going a bit red in the face. Mike petted Doh-Doh's cold fur, obviously shaken with worry and freight.
"Doh-Doh, this is your Uncle Raph. I sorry we couldn't do the introductions more formally."
"It looks like something Klunk coughed up."
Mike ignored the comment.
"I was playing hide and seek with him, and I had to ask Don to hide him for me. You know, so I didn't cheat, but I don't know how he got in the freezer. Don would never...or would he?" Mike paused.
Raph cocked an eyebrow mockingly.
"I don't know. Why don't you ask Uncle Don?
Mike nodded, growing slightly pale.
"Would you watch him for me?"
"What do you think I am, a....," he started, but Mike had already shoved the gremlin in his hands and left.
Disgusted, he plopped it onto the table and returned to his vacant cereal bowl. His Cheerios were soggy, but he didn't notice as he finished them, his eyes solely fix on Mike's....thing. He had already noticed the mechanical qualities of it, however.
"Dum dum de dum."
"Shut up."
"La la la laaaa la."
"Shut up!"
"Boring," it sighed.
"I saaaiiiiid SHUT UP!" He pointed his sai at it threateningly.
"Whoa! Loud sound! Hehehe!"
"That's it, now you've really pissed me off," He stood up and moved towards it grinning evily. His muscles coiled and ready for the death stroke.
"Say your prayers, Hairball..."
"Oh thanks Raph! You're real pal!" Mike galloped in smiling but stopped suspiciously as Raph flipped around towards him in alarm.
"Mikey! Don't sneak up on me like that! I was just...uhh...showing it my sai."
"HIM not IT," Mike snapped, suspecting nothing.
"Oh yeah, right. So what did Don say?" Raphael quickly changed the subject.
"Well, I asked him to hide Doh-Doh somewhere really hard. So he was just doing what I told him too."
"Uh huh," Raph contained a grin at Mike's denseness. There were thousands of hard places to hide something that are a little less damaging then the freezer. But Raphael forsaw the purpose behind Don's actions, and decided not to reveal anything to his youngest brother. Mike nodded and grabbed his precious toy off the table and snuggled it close. It seemed to have fallen asleep during their conversation.
"Okay! Me up!"
"Don't forget, we have katas in an hour," Raph mentioned.
Mike waved him off and departed the kitchen, patting his furby softly on the back. Raph's eyes followed the ball of fluff in his arms until they vanished behind the door. Then a sadistic shadow seemed to cloud over his eyes.
"We will meet again, Hairball. I'll make sure of it."