Disclaimer: I own nothing except this fic.
Author's notes: Last chapter. It might be kinda short, so just bear with me.
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It had been a little over a month. Michelangelo still hadn't woken up. Each day Raphael woke up with heavy eyelids and heart. He hadn't been getting much sleep, and currently found himself dozing off in the middle of the afternoon from lack of sleep the night before. There were times when he felt he should give up, just get out of the chair and forget.
But then he would remember how terrified his youngest brother looked just before he fell. That removed any previous thought of getting out of the chair.
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It was middle afternoon, 42 days after the incident. Raphael had his arms folded across his chest, his head nodding off as sleep threatened to claim him. Each time his head drooped, it would shoot right back up. Raphael would glare at nothing in particular, then continue watching over Michelangelo.
About the twentieth time he nodded off, he would have stayed asleep. That is, of course, until a faint voice drifted towards him.
"Buy me a pizza..."
Raphael's head shot strait up, his eyes wide and alert. They scanned the room to find nothing out of place. His brother hadn't moved.
"Buy me a pizza..."
There it was again, just as faint as the first time. Raphael stood up, eyes darting around the room.
"Who's there?" he called out, but not loud enough to get the attention of the others in the lair.
"Buy me a pizza..."
This time it was a bit louder. He was still looking around, and still finding nothing wrong.
It was then he noticed Michelangelo grinning at him, wide awake, the sparkle of life returning into his eyes.
"Buy me a pizza man! I'm starving!"
Any other words were cut off with a strong hug.
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Author's note: Leave it to Mikey to come out of a near fatal accident playing a joke on his brothers. That's the end of the last chapter. I've been planning for it to end that way for about a week now. I hope you enjoyed it.
If any turtle artists out there want to draw a scene from this fic, let me know what scene from what chapter. You can do one from the accident, from memories; it doesn't matter to me. Just let me know before you start and E- mail me the finished product. I'll put up your picture in my new webpage that I'm going to start soon. You can e-mail me at reiji_neko_mitsukai@kittymail.com if you're going to draw a pic, or if you just feel like talking to me. ^_^
Author's notes: Last chapter. It might be kinda short, so just bear with me.
* * * *
It had been a little over a month. Michelangelo still hadn't woken up. Each day Raphael woke up with heavy eyelids and heart. He hadn't been getting much sleep, and currently found himself dozing off in the middle of the afternoon from lack of sleep the night before. There were times when he felt he should give up, just get out of the chair and forget.
But then he would remember how terrified his youngest brother looked just before he fell. That removed any previous thought of getting out of the chair.
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It was middle afternoon, 42 days after the incident. Raphael had his arms folded across his chest, his head nodding off as sleep threatened to claim him. Each time his head drooped, it would shoot right back up. Raphael would glare at nothing in particular, then continue watching over Michelangelo.
About the twentieth time he nodded off, he would have stayed asleep. That is, of course, until a faint voice drifted towards him.
"Buy me a pizza..."
Raphael's head shot strait up, his eyes wide and alert. They scanned the room to find nothing out of place. His brother hadn't moved.
"Buy me a pizza..."
There it was again, just as faint as the first time. Raphael stood up, eyes darting around the room.
"Who's there?" he called out, but not loud enough to get the attention of the others in the lair.
"Buy me a pizza..."
This time it was a bit louder. He was still looking around, and still finding nothing wrong.
It was then he noticed Michelangelo grinning at him, wide awake, the sparkle of life returning into his eyes.
"Buy me a pizza man! I'm starving!"
Any other words were cut off with a strong hug.
* * * *
Author's note: Leave it to Mikey to come out of a near fatal accident playing a joke on his brothers. That's the end of the last chapter. I've been planning for it to end that way for about a week now. I hope you enjoyed it.
If any turtle artists out there want to draw a scene from this fic, let me know what scene from what chapter. You can do one from the accident, from memories; it doesn't matter to me. Just let me know before you start and E- mail me the finished product. I'll put up your picture in my new webpage that I'm going to start soon. You can e-mail me at reiji_neko_mitsukai@kittymail.com if you're going to draw a pic, or if you just feel like talking to me. ^_^