A Christmas To Remember
Chapter 11: Shopping And Thoughts
Tailor and April arrived home at 9:00. Everyone in the sewer woke up at 8:00. Tailor and Raph were already up. They spent three hours talking and finally Splinter had woken up along with April, then Donnie, Mikey and Leo woke up five minutes later. Tailor and April decided to go home and do some Christmas shopping. They agreed to see the guys later.
"Finally! Home! SHOWER!" Tailor ran upstairs and into her room.
April smiled and shook her head. "Want some tea?" She shouted up the stairs.
"Yes please!" Came the answer, followed by the sound of running water.
April walked into the kitchen and clicked on the kettle. She was surprised at Tailor's energy. She couldn't just run home then run upstairs to the shower. April smiled to herself; her and her niece were like sisters. It was amazing how well they got along.
//
Tailor let the hot water run down her back and hair and sighed. It was amazing. She had spoken to Raph for three hours straight and she told him everything. In detail! Somehow she had sat there, not saying anything . . . then it came pouring out! Tailor grabbed the shampoo bottle and started to pour some on her hair. She put it back down and started to massage her head. Well . . . she hadn't told Raph everything. But she told him enough, that she had only told Elliot before. But he had listened. He had sat there and listened. He looked uncomfortable. But he had still listened. She told him how his mum got cancer. When she got it. How Tailor had took it. How she thought her mum was going to die straight away. How her dad had taken care of her. But it was just the fact that she told him. She felt she could trust him. He was easy to talk to.
Tailor turned the shower off and stepped out. She wrapped a towel around herself and walked into the spare bedroom. She chucked her dirty clothes in the laundry basket and grabbed a clean pair of black jeans, a light yellow, three quarter length top and clean underwear. She quickly dried herself down and got changed. She grabbed a yellow, zip up jacket, with 'Tailor' written on one side. She put it on and felt the warmth of it.
Tailor ran back in the bathroom and tidied it up. She rinsed the bottom of the shower out and then brushed her teeth. She grabbed the towel and gave her hair a quick dry before hanging it back up.
She ran back into her bedroom and grabbed her hairdryer. She plugged it in and clicked it on. It hummed and she quickly began to dry her long hair. Since her hair was so long her dad had brought her a high-powered hairdryer that could dry her hair in ten minutes. After it was fully dry Tailor grabbed a hair bobble with two big square beads on the end and began to plait her long hair. She plaited it loosely so it flowed nicely down her back and she pulled her small, layered fringe out making her face look complete.
Tailor's nice, yellow / blonde hair matched her jacket and top and made her hair glow. She was a beautiful girl and had a lovely figure, but Tailor never paid attention to her looks. She realised she wasn't one of those girls that showed off their figure and flirted with boys. She just wanted, once, that someone would like her for her. Not a pretty blonde. Elliot was the only one that didn't go looks, and also Splinter and the guys.
With a sigh she unplugged her hairdryer and put it in her travel bag. Maybe she didn't show off her looks . . . but why should she? . . . She could do what she wanted. She ran back down the stairs and saw April drinking steaming tea. April smiled at her and gestured with her hand that Tailor could sit down opposite her.
Tailor smiled and sat down on a stool. She saw that April had left a cup of tea out for her. "Thanks", she said.
"No problem", April smiled, "I'll take 20 minutes getting ready then we can go, ok?"
Tailor sighed and ran her finger round the rim of her cup. "Yeah, ok".
"Something wrong?" April asked.
Tailor flicked her fringe back and smiled. "I was just thinking".
April nodded. She knew her niece. Tailor didn't like to talk about what she was thinking. April understood that. When she was a teenager she also liked her privacy. She finished off her tea and stood up. "I'll be right back, then we'll do a shopping spree, ok?"
Tailor nodded. "Sure".
April put her empty cup in the sink and headed up the stairs.
//
Raph walked into the kitchen, sighing slightly. His three brothers were sitting at the table and Raph perched himself in between Donnie and Leo.
"Hey Raph", Leo said. "Aren't you even tired?"
"Nope", Raph answered. After three hours of talking to Tailor, he didn't feel the least bit tired. "Not one bit".
Leo frowned at his brother. For some reason it seemed as though Raph was hiding something . . .
"I know why he's not tired", Mikey said, interrupting Leo's thoughts. "It's because Tailor put a 'love-bug' charm on him, he's gone gaga", Mikey smiled and took a chunk out of the pizza he was holding.
"Don't be daft Mikey", Donnie said, grinning. "You know that you're just jealous cause you fancy Tailor".
Mikey frowned innocently. "Says who?"
"Me", Donnie replied.
"Ok guys, enough, Raph does not love Tailor", Leo smiled a little at his brother who gave him a 'thank you' look. "We all know that Tailor is cool, just don't lose your heads".
"I ain't lost my head!" Mikey said.
"You know Mikey, you sound like Haggle from Labyrinth", Donnie pointed out.
"It's Hoggle", Mikey corrected. "But I'm cuter", he added with a smile. "But . . ." he continued, ". . . you can't tell me Tailor's not cute?"
"You're right Mikey, Tailor is cute, BUT, you're the one who's all gaga over her, not Raph", Donnie smiled.
"Hey, I said she's cute, I don't go gaga", Mikey sat back in his chair and smiled.
//
April and Tailor went in all kind of stores. Clothes ones; shoes; Christmas stores . . . everything. After two hours of shopping they walked in a café just outside of the shopping mall. April brought them both a hot chocolate each and they sat themselves in the corner of the café, getting a few 'hellos' to April from the locals.
"So, happy with what you've brought?" April asked when they had sat down.
Tailor smiled at her aunt. "Yeah, be great for Emma's party". Tailor had brought a nice pair of glittery, black bootleg trousers. She already had some black boats that she had brought with her. They weren't too high, but were comfortable for dancing in, which she loved to do at Emma's house. She had brought a white, sleeveless top and the neck of it flowed round in different layers of material.
April smiled at her and drank some of her chocolate. "Great, are you sure you can walk home when the party's finished?"
"Yeah", she answered with a smile. "I can walk home. Emma doesn't live that far away from you . . . I'll be fine".
//
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do t -."
"That is enough", Splinter walked in between his two sons and looked at each one of them. "Why are you bickering?"
Mikey glared at Donnie then Donnie glared at Mikey.
"He cheats", Mikey answered when Donnie didn't say anything.
"Do not!" Donnie replied.
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do n -."
"Ok, stop", Splinter said it firmly, but he was smiling on the inside. When Donatello and Michelangelo practiced together, one of them always says that the other one cheated.
"Do too", Mikey whispered, his weapons in his hands.
"Michelangelo, do you have something to say?" Splinter asked him.
Mikey gave his Master a small smile and shook his head.
"Good, now please practice without fighting".
"Yes, Master Splinter", they answered and gave him a bow, then held their weapons, facing each other.
Leo and Raph watched from the sofa as their brothers practiced. Donnie and Mikey were practicing near the entrance of the den and Leo and Raph had taken a break. Splinter sat back down in his chair and carried on watching Donnie and Mikey fight.
Donnie swung his Bo at Mikey and his brother ducked. Mikey put his weapons back in their pockets and tripped his brother up. Donnie landed with a thud on his shell and stayed there, his Bo lying next to him.
Mikey walked over to his brother and smiled. "Ouch", he said.
Donnie gave a small smile. "Yeah, ouch, now help me up!"
Mikey extended his hand and heaved his brother up. "You're heavy", he said when Donnie was on his own two feet. "You need to lose some weight".
"Do not", Donnie answered.
"Do too".
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do too!" Donnie smiled.
"Do not!" Mikey answered.
"Ha!" Donnie lifted his Bo off the ground and grinned at his brother. "Gotcha!"
Mikey growled playfully and walked over to the sofa. He sat in between Raph and Leo and folded his arms. "Leo, you fight him for a while".
Leo smiled and pulled his katannas out of his back belt. He walked over to Donnie and placed his feet firmly apart, his weapons held in front of him.
Donnie smiled and positioned himself. "Ready for ya, bro!"
//
"Ok, how about we drop all this stuff off then go and see the guys?" April clutched onto her shopping bags tightly.
"Sure", Tailor nodded, she was about to turn around when she heard someone call April's name.
It was Chief Sternum. His tubby body came over to where April and Tailor were standing outside the café. He gave them a smile that made Tailor feel uncomfortable. She looked behind his big, beer belly and saw Scott smiling at her, his hands in his jean pockets.
"Doing Christmas shopping April?" Chief Sternum asked, cruelly.
"Not that it's any of your business", April replied, "but yes, I am. I'm spending some quality time with my niece, you know, the one your son petrified". April put her free hand protectively around Tailor's shoulder.
Chief Sternum's smile faded and so did Scott's. Like father, like son, Tailor thought, a small smile playing across her lips.
"My son says he did nothing of the sort", Sternum said, defending him, "and if he SAYS that, it's only in a father's duty to believe him, don't you think, Miss O'Neill?" He walked away with a smile, leaving Scott to smile evilly at them and follow his dad.
April and Tailor turned around to walk back to the apartment, their faces set angry.
"Next time he does that I swear! . . ." April began, ". . . That I'm gonna punch him . . . I'll punch him so hard that when his face connects with the pavement he won't know what hit him!"
//
(Ok, sorry this took a while . . . But I'm still saying THANK YOU! For all your reviews! Thanks danceingfae and Daydream (did I spell your name's right?) Sorry if I didn't - THANKS anyway!! xxx love ya!)
Chapter 11: Shopping And Thoughts
Tailor and April arrived home at 9:00. Everyone in the sewer woke up at 8:00. Tailor and Raph were already up. They spent three hours talking and finally Splinter had woken up along with April, then Donnie, Mikey and Leo woke up five minutes later. Tailor and April decided to go home and do some Christmas shopping. They agreed to see the guys later.
"Finally! Home! SHOWER!" Tailor ran upstairs and into her room.
April smiled and shook her head. "Want some tea?" She shouted up the stairs.
"Yes please!" Came the answer, followed by the sound of running water.
April walked into the kitchen and clicked on the kettle. She was surprised at Tailor's energy. She couldn't just run home then run upstairs to the shower. April smiled to herself; her and her niece were like sisters. It was amazing how well they got along.
//
Tailor let the hot water run down her back and hair and sighed. It was amazing. She had spoken to Raph for three hours straight and she told him everything. In detail! Somehow she had sat there, not saying anything . . . then it came pouring out! Tailor grabbed the shampoo bottle and started to pour some on her hair. She put it back down and started to massage her head. Well . . . she hadn't told Raph everything. But she told him enough, that she had only told Elliot before. But he had listened. He had sat there and listened. He looked uncomfortable. But he had still listened. She told him how his mum got cancer. When she got it. How Tailor had took it. How she thought her mum was going to die straight away. How her dad had taken care of her. But it was just the fact that she told him. She felt she could trust him. He was easy to talk to.
Tailor turned the shower off and stepped out. She wrapped a towel around herself and walked into the spare bedroom. She chucked her dirty clothes in the laundry basket and grabbed a clean pair of black jeans, a light yellow, three quarter length top and clean underwear. She quickly dried herself down and got changed. She grabbed a yellow, zip up jacket, with 'Tailor' written on one side. She put it on and felt the warmth of it.
Tailor ran back in the bathroom and tidied it up. She rinsed the bottom of the shower out and then brushed her teeth. She grabbed the towel and gave her hair a quick dry before hanging it back up.
She ran back into her bedroom and grabbed her hairdryer. She plugged it in and clicked it on. It hummed and she quickly began to dry her long hair. Since her hair was so long her dad had brought her a high-powered hairdryer that could dry her hair in ten minutes. After it was fully dry Tailor grabbed a hair bobble with two big square beads on the end and began to plait her long hair. She plaited it loosely so it flowed nicely down her back and she pulled her small, layered fringe out making her face look complete.
Tailor's nice, yellow / blonde hair matched her jacket and top and made her hair glow. She was a beautiful girl and had a lovely figure, but Tailor never paid attention to her looks. She realised she wasn't one of those girls that showed off their figure and flirted with boys. She just wanted, once, that someone would like her for her. Not a pretty blonde. Elliot was the only one that didn't go looks, and also Splinter and the guys.
With a sigh she unplugged her hairdryer and put it in her travel bag. Maybe she didn't show off her looks . . . but why should she? . . . She could do what she wanted. She ran back down the stairs and saw April drinking steaming tea. April smiled at her and gestured with her hand that Tailor could sit down opposite her.
Tailor smiled and sat down on a stool. She saw that April had left a cup of tea out for her. "Thanks", she said.
"No problem", April smiled, "I'll take 20 minutes getting ready then we can go, ok?"
Tailor sighed and ran her finger round the rim of her cup. "Yeah, ok".
"Something wrong?" April asked.
Tailor flicked her fringe back and smiled. "I was just thinking".
April nodded. She knew her niece. Tailor didn't like to talk about what she was thinking. April understood that. When she was a teenager she also liked her privacy. She finished off her tea and stood up. "I'll be right back, then we'll do a shopping spree, ok?"
Tailor nodded. "Sure".
April put her empty cup in the sink and headed up the stairs.
//
Raph walked into the kitchen, sighing slightly. His three brothers were sitting at the table and Raph perched himself in between Donnie and Leo.
"Hey Raph", Leo said. "Aren't you even tired?"
"Nope", Raph answered. After three hours of talking to Tailor, he didn't feel the least bit tired. "Not one bit".
Leo frowned at his brother. For some reason it seemed as though Raph was hiding something . . .
"I know why he's not tired", Mikey said, interrupting Leo's thoughts. "It's because Tailor put a 'love-bug' charm on him, he's gone gaga", Mikey smiled and took a chunk out of the pizza he was holding.
"Don't be daft Mikey", Donnie said, grinning. "You know that you're just jealous cause you fancy Tailor".
Mikey frowned innocently. "Says who?"
"Me", Donnie replied.
"Ok guys, enough, Raph does not love Tailor", Leo smiled a little at his brother who gave him a 'thank you' look. "We all know that Tailor is cool, just don't lose your heads".
"I ain't lost my head!" Mikey said.
"You know Mikey, you sound like Haggle from Labyrinth", Donnie pointed out.
"It's Hoggle", Mikey corrected. "But I'm cuter", he added with a smile. "But . . ." he continued, ". . . you can't tell me Tailor's not cute?"
"You're right Mikey, Tailor is cute, BUT, you're the one who's all gaga over her, not Raph", Donnie smiled.
"Hey, I said she's cute, I don't go gaga", Mikey sat back in his chair and smiled.
//
April and Tailor went in all kind of stores. Clothes ones; shoes; Christmas stores . . . everything. After two hours of shopping they walked in a café just outside of the shopping mall. April brought them both a hot chocolate each and they sat themselves in the corner of the café, getting a few 'hellos' to April from the locals.
"So, happy with what you've brought?" April asked when they had sat down.
Tailor smiled at her aunt. "Yeah, be great for Emma's party". Tailor had brought a nice pair of glittery, black bootleg trousers. She already had some black boats that she had brought with her. They weren't too high, but were comfortable for dancing in, which she loved to do at Emma's house. She had brought a white, sleeveless top and the neck of it flowed round in different layers of material.
April smiled at her and drank some of her chocolate. "Great, are you sure you can walk home when the party's finished?"
"Yeah", she answered with a smile. "I can walk home. Emma doesn't live that far away from you . . . I'll be fine".
//
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do t -."
"That is enough", Splinter walked in between his two sons and looked at each one of them. "Why are you bickering?"
Mikey glared at Donnie then Donnie glared at Mikey.
"He cheats", Mikey answered when Donnie didn't say anything.
"Do not!" Donnie replied.
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do n -."
"Ok, stop", Splinter said it firmly, but he was smiling on the inside. When Donatello and Michelangelo practiced together, one of them always says that the other one cheated.
"Do too", Mikey whispered, his weapons in his hands.
"Michelangelo, do you have something to say?" Splinter asked him.
Mikey gave his Master a small smile and shook his head.
"Good, now please practice without fighting".
"Yes, Master Splinter", they answered and gave him a bow, then held their weapons, facing each other.
Leo and Raph watched from the sofa as their brothers practiced. Donnie and Mikey were practicing near the entrance of the den and Leo and Raph had taken a break. Splinter sat back down in his chair and carried on watching Donnie and Mikey fight.
Donnie swung his Bo at Mikey and his brother ducked. Mikey put his weapons back in their pockets and tripped his brother up. Donnie landed with a thud on his shell and stayed there, his Bo lying next to him.
Mikey walked over to his brother and smiled. "Ouch", he said.
Donnie gave a small smile. "Yeah, ouch, now help me up!"
Mikey extended his hand and heaved his brother up. "You're heavy", he said when Donnie was on his own two feet. "You need to lose some weight".
"Do not", Donnie answered.
"Do too".
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do too!" Donnie smiled.
"Do not!" Mikey answered.
"Ha!" Donnie lifted his Bo off the ground and grinned at his brother. "Gotcha!"
Mikey growled playfully and walked over to the sofa. He sat in between Raph and Leo and folded his arms. "Leo, you fight him for a while".
Leo smiled and pulled his katannas out of his back belt. He walked over to Donnie and placed his feet firmly apart, his weapons held in front of him.
Donnie smiled and positioned himself. "Ready for ya, bro!"
//
"Ok, how about we drop all this stuff off then go and see the guys?" April clutched onto her shopping bags tightly.
"Sure", Tailor nodded, she was about to turn around when she heard someone call April's name.
It was Chief Sternum. His tubby body came over to where April and Tailor were standing outside the café. He gave them a smile that made Tailor feel uncomfortable. She looked behind his big, beer belly and saw Scott smiling at her, his hands in his jean pockets.
"Doing Christmas shopping April?" Chief Sternum asked, cruelly.
"Not that it's any of your business", April replied, "but yes, I am. I'm spending some quality time with my niece, you know, the one your son petrified". April put her free hand protectively around Tailor's shoulder.
Chief Sternum's smile faded and so did Scott's. Like father, like son, Tailor thought, a small smile playing across her lips.
"My son says he did nothing of the sort", Sternum said, defending him, "and if he SAYS that, it's only in a father's duty to believe him, don't you think, Miss O'Neill?" He walked away with a smile, leaving Scott to smile evilly at them and follow his dad.
April and Tailor turned around to walk back to the apartment, their faces set angry.
"Next time he does that I swear! . . ." April began, ". . . That I'm gonna punch him . . . I'll punch him so hard that when his face connects with the pavement he won't know what hit him!"
//
(Ok, sorry this took a while . . . But I'm still saying THANK YOU! For all your reviews! Thanks danceingfae and Daydream (did I spell your name's right?) Sorry if I didn't - THANKS anyway!! xxx love ya!)