Toddler Turtles Christmas Special
Splinter's gift.
Final Chapter
Disclaimer: Thanks to my reviewers and all who have been reading along and sharing the journey with me through this story. Thanks to Eastman and Laird for creating the concept of the Ninja Turtles and makers of the Toddler Turtle toys – who inspired me to write Toddler Turtles fiction.
Also for those who have forgotten – the turtles are aged about 7 years old.
Hope you enjoy this final chapter and have a Merry Christmas and a Safe New Year!
Cheer!
As the family of four turtles and a rat finished up on their Christmas Lunch, Splinter the rat asked his four sons to come with him. They abandoned the dishes and followed their father into a room they had been previously forbidden in.
"But we're not allowed in here, Master Splinter?" Leonardo questioned.
"Leonardo, from now on, all of you will be allowed in this room, so long as I know that you are in here. Do you all understand me?" Splinter looked at all four of his little sons.
"I brought you in here because I think it is time for you all to start your training," Splinter began.
"What training?" Mikey asked he didn't know what was happening; he hoped it was something exciting.
"My sons, you know how I have told you that the world above can be dangerous to the four of you. You also know that I love you all very dearly, for you are my sons and I will do all that is in my power to protect you. Though there will come a time when I may not be able to protect you from the world above. Therefore I want to start training you all to be able to defend yourselves if need be."
His four sons took time to digest the information.
"I have for each of you a present that will be yours always and that will help protect you when you are older. But I do not want any of you to use these items as toys, for they are not toys to play with. You will only use them under my supervision until I feel you are ready to be responsible owners of such items. Do I make myself clear?"
Four boys nodded and looked at each other. "What was the old rat up to now?" they thought.
"Leonardo, you will be first to come up and receive your gift." Splinter gestured to his oldest to come forward.
Leonardo just stood there while Splinter pulled out a pair of big swords, each with blue tied around them on the handles.
His brothers watched interested in what they might get. They had often played sword fights with pretend swords, now Leo had his own! Were they all getting real swords!
"These are called Katanas; they are for the skilled warrior, which I sense that you will become my son."
Splinter looked at Donetello. "Your turn," as Donnie got up to his father and waited his turn.
Splinter pulled out what looked like a wooden stick. What was that for? The four boys wondered.
"Donetello I precent you with your Bo Staff. I know it may look like a broom handle to you, but this is a slick and skilled tool used for many years in Japan as a weapon that is extremely useful in battle."
"Hey they got one of those on that Monkey Magic show!" Raphael blurted out, "That guy is so cool. You know that Japanese man who bashes people on the head with it!"
Splinter looked to his son who had spoken. Splinter had forgotten that his sons watched that show when it was on the television.
"Yeah and he flies on the clouds," Mikey also knew what his brother was talking about.
"Only Donnie would be Turtle Magic," Leo told his brothers, smiling.
Splinter smiled and told Donnie to return to his place, as he called Raphael up.
"Do I get a stick too?" Raphael asked, he wanted a stick like Donnie's – so he could bonk people on the head when they annoyed him.
Splinter shook his head. "I get swords!" Raphael beamed.
"No, my son, I have a much better weapon of choice for you. I have seen you twirling things on your fingers and knew that this weapon was right for you, my son." Splinter pulled out what looked like two big forks.
"Hey they look like those things we eat with!" Mikey cried out.
Raphael looked to the floor, he was upset – his two brothers got good weapons and he got stupid things to eat with that wouldn't even fit in his mouth.
"I present to you your sais, my son. I tool that I am sure you will master well," Splinter motioned for Raphael to sit back down, as he looked at his new weapons.
"My turn," Mikey jumped up and ran to Splinter and peeked inside the big box.
"Michealangelo?" Splinter wished Mikey would calm down and not be so excited.
"What's this thing?" Mikey pulled out a wooden stick, which was joined to another one with a chain.
"They are called Nunchakus; can you say that word Mikey?" Splinter asked his littlest son.
"Nuck us?" Mikey tried.
"You will in time, be able to pronounce the name. Just like you had trouble with your own name, for you will eventually be able to say nunchakus without difficulties."
"What they do?" Mikey wanted to know as he held the stick out and let the rest dangle.
"Would you like a demonstration?" Splinter asked.
"Yeah!" Cried the other three little turtles. They wanted to see Splinter show them his ninja skills. He had before shown some of his skills, but not recently.
"If you sit down with your brothers I shall demonstrate how to work them for you," Splinter got into position, as his sons watched their father perform.
Splinter in true ninjitsu style did his demonstration for his four young sons, who all clapped at the end of the routine.
Splinter smiled, he was now sure that his sons would full fill his dream. But that is another story for another time.
Yes my friends this is the end of this Christmas Special. Merry Christmas everyone and have a safe and happy 2005. Thanks for reading my work! PossDownUnder