Kimmico
Chapter XIII: Massie
By: Michelle
"Massie." Kimmico asked as she walked in kitchen. "Do you need any help?"
There was an awful silence coming from the kitchen.
"Massie."
Kimmico looked around the kitchen. The eggs were burning and the so was the toast. Then, she noticed Massie lying on the floor.
"Oh My God, Massie." Kimmico began shaking her. "Massie."
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Michaelangelo jumped up by the ringing of a phone. He groaned. It was probably Splinter or one of his brothers checking up on him.
"Hello." Michaelangelo said half asleep.
"Mikey you have to coming quick. I don't know what to do."
"I'm coming. I'll be there in a flash."
Michaelangelo grabbed his coat and rushed out the door.
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Kimmico ran into Michaelangelo's arms.
"Mikey." She said shaking. "She's dead. She's dead."
"It's going to be alright. I'm here now." He comforted her. "'I'm going to take care of you now."
Not knowing what else to do, Michaelangelo called the 911. When the police and the ambulance arrive and began questioning them, he explained he was part of the band that played the night before and that Kimmico was a friend he made while on the island.
The police and the ambulance teams believed everything. They figure they were just two dressed up punk teens. Then, they confirmed that Massie's death was the cause of a heart attack.
After everyone left, Michaelangelo and Kimmico began packing her things.
Chapter XIII: Massie
By: Michelle
"Massie." Kimmico asked as she walked in kitchen. "Do you need any help?"
There was an awful silence coming from the kitchen.
"Massie."
Kimmico looked around the kitchen. The eggs were burning and the so was the toast. Then, she noticed Massie lying on the floor.
"Oh My God, Massie." Kimmico began shaking her. "Massie."
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Michaelangelo jumped up by the ringing of a phone. He groaned. It was probably Splinter or one of his brothers checking up on him.
"Hello." Michaelangelo said half asleep.
"Mikey you have to coming quick. I don't know what to do."
"I'm coming. I'll be there in a flash."
Michaelangelo grabbed his coat and rushed out the door.
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Kimmico ran into Michaelangelo's arms.
"Mikey." She said shaking. "She's dead. She's dead."
"It's going to be alright. I'm here now." He comforted her. "'I'm going to take care of you now."
Not knowing what else to do, Michaelangelo called the 911. When the police and the ambulance arrive and began questioning them, he explained he was part of the band that played the night before and that Kimmico was a friend he made while on the island.
The police and the ambulance teams believed everything. They figure they were just two dressed up punk teens. Then, they confirmed that Massie's death was the cause of a heart attack.
After everyone left, Michaelangelo and Kimmico began packing her things.