Disclaimer: I do not own the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or any of its
affiliates. I do, however, own Sasha, so you can't have her.
V
When the turtles were done practicing, they led Sasha into the kitchen to get some breakfast.
"Want some breakfast pizza?" Michelangelo asked her, offering up a slice of pizza with cornflakes on it.
Sasha raised an eyebrow and turned her head slightly away from the food. "No thanks. Do you have anything else?"
"Well, you could have sushi, like Master Splinter," Donatello said. "But I don't suggest it if you're not big on raw fish. I'll make you a bowl of oatmeal, if you want."
Sasha shrugged. "Whatever. I don't think I've ever had oatmeal before."
"Oh! Let me make it Donny!" Michelangelo practically knocked over his chair in his enthusiasm. "I'll make the oat meal for her!"
"Mikey, are you okay?" Leo asked.
"I'm fine dude. I just wanna make Sasha's oatmeal, that's all."
A few minutes later, Sasha was eating a bowl of lumpy oatmeal with milk and brown sugar on it. It felt wonderful to get something into her stomach. She watched the turtles as they ate their breakfast. They laughed and joked, all happy and pleased over one thing or another. Of course they were pleased with something—they were brothers, they loved each other and looked out of one another. That was enough to even make Sasha happy.
Once breakfast was taken care of, Leonardo approached Sasha. "Would you like to take a shower and maybe change into some clean clothes?"
Sasha grinned, stunning Leo and his brothers once again with how pretty she was. "That'd be great."
"Good," Leo said.
"And while you're in the shower, do you think I could look at your Token?" Don asked. "Maybe I can figure out what the symbols mean, and if I figure that out, maybe it will jog your memory."
The grin disappeared from Sasha's face. "No. I don't like other people touching it. And I don't want to take it off. But after my shower, if you want, you can have a closer look at it."
"Sure," Donatello said, a little confused. "I guess that will work."
Once Sasha was in the shower, Leonardo called a meeting in the training dojo. "We need to talk about Sasha," he stated.
"What about her?" Mikey asked. He sat down on the floor with his legs spread out in front of him.
"Well, two things mainly. First and most important, the Foot's after her, and we don't know why. And where the Foot is, the Shredder is in the middle of it."
"I still think it has something to do with her necklace," Donatello said. "When we watched from the roof, it looked like one of them was trying to grab it from her."
"So the Shredder wants her necklace. But why?" Leonardo looked around to his brothers to see if they had any ideas. They all just shrugged. "Alright. So I guess we've reached a dead end there. The second thing is her memory loss. I think we should help her try to get it back. Maybe once she gets her memory back, she'll know why the Foot is after her."
"So you're saying we're gonna let her stay here?" Raph asked.
"We kind of have to, even just out of ethical reasons. She doesn't have a home, and she can't go to a shelter because of her tail, and she can't sleep outside because of the weather," Donatello replied.
"Yeah, I don't think she'd like it if her tail turned into a popsicle," Mikey said with a grin.
"Then it's settled," Leo said, nodding. "She stays here until we're sure she's safe from both Shredder and the weather."
The others nodded in agreement, and the meeting ended.
Mikey grinned to himself as he headed back to his own room to catch up on his comic-book reading. She was staying! He hoped that he and his brothers would be able to help her remember who she was and where her home was. However, something inside him made him hope that she didn't have a home. He hoped that she would remember she didn't have anywhere to go so that she would be able to stay with them forever.
"What am I thinking?" he whispered to himself. "It'd be really sad if she doesn't have a home." But Mikey still couldn't escape the rushing in his ears that came every time he thought of sharing the lair with her.
V
When the turtles were done practicing, they led Sasha into the kitchen to get some breakfast.
"Want some breakfast pizza?" Michelangelo asked her, offering up a slice of pizza with cornflakes on it.
Sasha raised an eyebrow and turned her head slightly away from the food. "No thanks. Do you have anything else?"
"Well, you could have sushi, like Master Splinter," Donatello said. "But I don't suggest it if you're not big on raw fish. I'll make you a bowl of oatmeal, if you want."
Sasha shrugged. "Whatever. I don't think I've ever had oatmeal before."
"Oh! Let me make it Donny!" Michelangelo practically knocked over his chair in his enthusiasm. "I'll make the oat meal for her!"
"Mikey, are you okay?" Leo asked.
"I'm fine dude. I just wanna make Sasha's oatmeal, that's all."
A few minutes later, Sasha was eating a bowl of lumpy oatmeal with milk and brown sugar on it. It felt wonderful to get something into her stomach. She watched the turtles as they ate their breakfast. They laughed and joked, all happy and pleased over one thing or another. Of course they were pleased with something—they were brothers, they loved each other and looked out of one another. That was enough to even make Sasha happy.
Once breakfast was taken care of, Leonardo approached Sasha. "Would you like to take a shower and maybe change into some clean clothes?"
Sasha grinned, stunning Leo and his brothers once again with how pretty she was. "That'd be great."
"Good," Leo said.
"And while you're in the shower, do you think I could look at your Token?" Don asked. "Maybe I can figure out what the symbols mean, and if I figure that out, maybe it will jog your memory."
The grin disappeared from Sasha's face. "No. I don't like other people touching it. And I don't want to take it off. But after my shower, if you want, you can have a closer look at it."
"Sure," Donatello said, a little confused. "I guess that will work."
Once Sasha was in the shower, Leonardo called a meeting in the training dojo. "We need to talk about Sasha," he stated.
"What about her?" Mikey asked. He sat down on the floor with his legs spread out in front of him.
"Well, two things mainly. First and most important, the Foot's after her, and we don't know why. And where the Foot is, the Shredder is in the middle of it."
"I still think it has something to do with her necklace," Donatello said. "When we watched from the roof, it looked like one of them was trying to grab it from her."
"So the Shredder wants her necklace. But why?" Leonardo looked around to his brothers to see if they had any ideas. They all just shrugged. "Alright. So I guess we've reached a dead end there. The second thing is her memory loss. I think we should help her try to get it back. Maybe once she gets her memory back, she'll know why the Foot is after her."
"So you're saying we're gonna let her stay here?" Raph asked.
"We kind of have to, even just out of ethical reasons. She doesn't have a home, and she can't go to a shelter because of her tail, and she can't sleep outside because of the weather," Donatello replied.
"Yeah, I don't think she'd like it if her tail turned into a popsicle," Mikey said with a grin.
"Then it's settled," Leo said, nodding. "She stays here until we're sure she's safe from both Shredder and the weather."
The others nodded in agreement, and the meeting ended.
Mikey grinned to himself as he headed back to his own room to catch up on his comic-book reading. She was staying! He hoped that he and his brothers would be able to help her remember who she was and where her home was. However, something inside him made him hope that she didn't have a home. He hoped that she would remember she didn't have anywhere to go so that she would be able to stay with them forever.
"What am I thinking?" he whispered to himself. "It'd be really sad if she doesn't have a home." But Mikey still couldn't escape the rushing in his ears that came every time he thought of sharing the lair with her.