Disclaimer: Don't own the turtles, blah blah. I own Garron, you can borrow him if you ask.
Everyone was sitting comfortably in the living room. Donatello and Leonardo were sitting on the floor in front of the TV, because Mikey had fallen asleep on the couch digesting all that pizza. Raphael sat on a recliner on one end of the room, and Splinter shared a loveseat with April. (A/N: Don't be getting any ideas...) Garron opted for his usual leaning against the wall. Donnie had the manuscript and a lot of paper in front of him for notes.
"Ok," He said quietly.
Everybody looked at him, except for Mikey, who just gave an exceptionally large snore.
"I think I've got the first one at least," Don said, growing more and more interested in the floor. He didn't like all this attention on him. Nobody said anything, so Don continued his staring contest with the floor and said, "Well, from the looks of it, this first stone- the ruby- is at...90 degrees longitude and forty degrees latitude.." He pulled the detailed map of the city closer to him. "Which means it's...in the middle of Central Park."
April looked dismayed. "In the middle of Central Park? But that place is always teeming with people, even at night!"
"Then we'll just have to be extra careful," Leonardo said grimly. "We don't really have a choice. And the sooner we go, the sooner we can be sure the Shredder can't destroy the world."
Leo's decision was met with a thoughtful silence, followed by a rather long and loud snore from his brother.
Garron came out of his corner to stand behind Leo. He addressed Master Splinter. "I believe Leonardo is wise to make this decision. He is right, we cannot afford to let any more time pass and possibly have the Shredder find the stones."
Leo regarded Garron for a second, then turned to Splinter. "What do you think Sensei?" He asked.
Master Splinter looked at Leo for a long time. Then said, "I believe you should go. Central Park is very busy, but that is a risk you have to take."
"Then we should leave around midnight," Raphael stated from across the room. "Less people."
Splinter nodded. "You are absolutely right my son," he said. "You should all get some rest." A small smile played on his face. "Michealangelo has already gotten a head start in that department."
His comment was reinforced by another large snore from the couch, and a mumbling of "No, Raph, I don't want any more worms...try sticking them up your nose...."
April dissolved into silent laughter. "I didn't know Mikey talked in his sleep," she said.
Raph gave her a long-suffering look. "Yeah, talks, sings, yells, laughs, cries..."
April giggled. "Good thing you finally have your own room then."
Raph grinned. "No kidding."
Don and Leo had been following this exchange silently, but then Leo took charge once more. "Well, if we have to go around midnight, we should get some sleep, so we can be prepared for a battle." He looked to Mikey. "I so am not the one explaining this to him when he wakes up." Leo took his swords and retreated to the guest bedroom he shared with Don.
"I guess I'll go too..." Raph said, not really wanting to sleep, being notorious for being a night-owl, but Leo was right, they needed rest.
Don carefully put all his notes and the manuscript into a folder which he left on the coffee table. "I'm off as well," he said, standing up. "Night April, Garron, Sensei." He too disappeared.
April quietly got up and went to her bedroom, which Raph happened to be sleeping on the floor of.
Garron looked around the room from his corner. All the occupants of this house had gone into their respective rooms, except for Splinter, who had fallen asleep in his chair, and Michealangelo, who was still snoring away on the couch.
Garron walked smoothly over to the coffee table where the information Don had gathered was. He picked up the folder and carefully tucked it into his large trenchcoat pocket.
Garron slid the window open and stuck one leg outside, preparing to jump out. However, a noise from behind startled him. Michealangelo had woken up.
"Hey," Mikey said, confusion evident in his voice, "Whaddaya do-do-doing?" he asked, yawning.
"It is none of your concern, Michealangelo. Now go back to sleep. You have to get up again in three hours."
Mikey, more awake now, frowned. "You're not going to the Shredder with our information, are you?"
Something flickered in Garron's eyes a moment, then died. "I am sorry, Michealangelo," he said in a monotone, "I did not hope it would come to this." Garron drew a sliver amulet hanging on a chain from his pocket.
Mikey recognized it immediately, and his eyes widened. "No..." he said, but it was too late. Garron muttered something into the amulet and threw it down. Mikey saw a flash of purple, then blackness.
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A/N: Still not much action, but there will be A LOT of it next couple of chapters or so. Again, I'm sorry it's so short. Now here is a paid advertisement from myself: not really. Just kidding. I just wanna say this. Me and Dory's Human Replica have started a TMNT role-play group. So far we're the only members, and we need more. I know it could be a big success, but we need more people! If you are interested, click my user name and click on the 'homepage' link. I hope you will check it out.