~ Hello everyone, Hope your weather is good. It's nice and fridged here. I'm brainstorming really good lately so I'm going to start posting two chapters at a time if I get them typed up fast enough. Please R & R and let me know if the story sounds good or not.
When everyone got up the next morning. Michelangelo and Nancy were sound asleep. Splinter let Michelangelo sleep in while his brothers went to practice. Halfway through practice, Nancy woke up. She put on some sweat pants, ate, and went to watch practice. What the guys were doing looked simple enough, so Nancy started to copy them. Splinter noticed out of the corner of his eye and smiled. Practice ended and Nancy was sweating profusely. The guys notice and went over to make sure she was okay.
"Yeah," Nancy said, wiping her brow. "I was just trying to copy what you were doing." Nancy took a moment for breath. "It is a lot harder than it looks."
"You can practice with us if you like." Leonardo said. "Couldn't she, Sensei?" Splinter help up his hand.
Let me talk to Nancy." Splinter said. The guy's left and Splinter indicated Nancy should sit by him.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"My muscles feel a little tired. Other than that, I feel fine." Nancy said.
"No dizziness," Splinter asked. "You don't feel faint?" Nancy shook her head no. Splinter went over to the wall and took down a green bandana. "Well put your hair up and legs begin."
"Really?" Nancy was thrilled. Splinter nodded yes and Nancy went to put her hair up. When she returned, Nancy's hair was in a pony tale with the rest of the bandana woven in and out of her hair.
"Now this isn't going to be wax on, wax off kinda thing, is it?" Nancy asked. Splinter laughed.
"No, I have no car to wax and no fence to paint." At Nancy's confused look, Splinter shrugged and said, "Michelangelo loves that movie." With that, Nancy's first lesson began. At the end, Splinter put a towel around Nancy's shoulders and patted her back.
"Not bad for your first time," Splinter complimented her.
"Thanks." Nancy replied. Stepping out of the practice room, Splinter went to make some tea. Michelangelo was up and let out a whistle when he saw Nancy. She looked down at herself and laughed. During practice, she traded her sweat pants for shorts and had a sleeveless crop top on. She sat next to Michelangelo and leaned on him.
"Here you go," Nancy said.
"You're all sweaty," Michelangelo said.
"Yeah, I'm sharing my work with you." Michelangelo playfully pushed Nancy away and she pushed back. They did this back and forth a few times then Nancy got up and pounced on Michelangelo.
"Are you ticklish?" She asked, tickling him. Sure enough he was. As Nancy tickled, he kept trying to grab her hands, but she was able to wriggle them loose again. Raphael and Leonardo walked into the living room and saw Michelangelo being tickled mercilessly. Looking at each other, they reached a wordless agreement and lifted Nancy off of Michelangelo, one arm each.
"Guys, hey come on, I had the upper hand," Nancy said. Try as she might, she wasn't getting out of their grip.
"We know," Raphael said. "Go ahead Mikey." Nancy gasped as he started to tickle her.
"Ahh, mercy, mercy," Nancy yelled between laughter. "You win."
"And why should I show mercy." Michelangelo asked.
"Because." Laughter, "because you love me?" Nancy tried. Michelangelo stopped.
"Maybe," Michelangelo said. Raphael and Leonardo were holding Nancy off the ground. Michelangelo circled his arms around her waist as they let go. Nancy and Michelangelo stood there for a moment, face to face.