"I can't breath if you keep throwing buckets of water at me." Leo laughed and coughed as the hand made waves assaulted him. Mikey stopped when he heard whistling. Leo inhaled and dove below, Mikey copied.
Splinter walked out of his room singing a tune to himself. He thought he had heard splashing. Scanning the den and water he saw no one as the ripples settled to a halt. He went to the kitchen to check what his sons were up to.
"Did any of you hear water splashing before, my sons?" Splinter spoke to Don and Raph whom where seated at the table.
"Nuh uh." Raph responded from behind his headphones and Don shook his head as he read the Spanish/English book.
"Either I am going mad or you two better learn how to listen more carefully."
Raph put his hand up. "I'd like to say you're going mad." He grinned.
"I second that." Don joined.
"Do not start with me you two." Splinter smiled. "Have any of you seen Leonardo or Michelangelo?"
"Yeah. We voted Leo look after Mikey today so Don here can study some more. He left a while ago."
"Mikey had been sitting at the water tunnel before."
"I see." Instead of going back out Splinter went to search the pantry and came out with a pole, about five feet of rope, and chocolate bars. He tied one end of the rope to the tip of the pole and the other end to a bar. He was heading out the kitchen with it hanging over his shoulder.
"Uh, Sensei? What are you doing?" Don inquired what Splinter had done and was curious.
"Can you not see? I am going turtle fishing." Splinter left. Raph and Don looked at each other and shrugged before following as well.
"If it involves chocolate, I'm there." Don got up first.
"And now we know Splinter hides the chocolates somewhere in there."
"I heard that, Raphael!" Splinter sat upon the footbridge and threw in the lure. The chocolate was still wrapped so it wouldn't mess up. He sat quietly, eyes closed holding onto the pole.
"Is this really going to work?" Don had moved over to the ledge of the water and observed after a couple of seconds passed.
"You know, Master Splinta, I could check the end of that line for ya." Raph was ready to dive in at a moment's notice.
"That is not necessary, Raphael. For I have already caught one." Raph and Don looked at the line to see the most infinitesimal stirring of it.
"But that movement could be simply the water ripples."
"You could see something Donatello but it is different than the feel of it."
"What do you mean?" Don leaned over the water. He failed to notice Raph behind him.
"Watch." With a quick jerk at the pole a turtle wearing an orange bandana surface. The water had made him lighter so it was easy to pull him up.
"Eh... hola? Que pasa?" (Eh... hello? What's up?) Mikey smiled guiltily as he still held on to the chocolate hovering above him.
"Where is Leonardo?" Splinter pulled on the string to get Mikey's attention. Mikey gave a lame 'Leonardo who' expression to him. "You may have the bar." Mikey cheerfully obeyed.
"You're going to give it to him after he obviously lied?" Don protested.
Raph rubbed his chin. "I wonder how Leo is stayin' down there."
"There must be an air pocket someplace. Interesting."
Splinter tied another chocolate bar to the string and let it fall in. Mikey was about to swoop back in for it.
"This one is not for you, Michelangelo. You have gotten yours already." Mikey got out of the water and sat down to eat his bar.
Raph kept his eye on the string. "Anything, Sensei?" Trying not to look at Mikey pigging out.
"Hmm. Perhaps the lure has to be more tempting." Splinter pulled all the string back up and tied another chocolate bar to it. Then put it back down.
Ok. That was it. A minute had passed and Raph couldn't take it anymore. He pushed Don in. Don didn't see any excuse not to try to get the bars now that he was in there so he dove down.
"Look, Master Splinter! Even Don went in. I'll get 'im!" Raph jumped in.
Splinter laughed at his two sons who now fought for the milky goodness. One would go down for it first and get intercepted by the other. No one noticed Leo get out the water and sit by Mikey but Mikey, till he spoke.
"What are those two so contentious about?" Raph and Don stopped and saw Leo wiggling around two chocolate bars.
"Huh?" Splinter, Don, and Raph looked at the empty end of the string then back at Leo.
"Leo! You're dead!" Raph swam hard and fast toward him.
"No way! I'll get to him first!" Don got on land and ran over.
Leo looked at Mikey. "If you help me get away I'll split the merchandise with you." They shook on it as they stood and zoomed off. Don and Raph followed hollering.
Splinter still sat there and opened one of the many bars still beside him. He swayed his head side to side then bit into it. "Kids. ...No, not kids. Teenagers."
He'd seen his brother practice earlier. He wanted to do that rather than just sit there. His legs were getting stiff. They had been sitting there for a half of a half an hour, meditating. It was interesting and ok for the first 15 minutes for some reason but he was going to explode if he just had to sit there and think of nothing for any longer. He got up and stretched.
"You actually went longer than any of the others would." Leo spoke in his mantis state and opened his eyes. "You want to do something else?" Mikey nodded vigorously.
"Alright." Leo got up. "Got any ideas?" He tapped on Mikey's head. Mikey walked off for a minute and came back with his weapons.
"You want to train?"
"Si."
"...That's a first." Mikey was disappointed. How lazy was he really? He swung one of his nunchucks and it bapped him on the head. He rubbed the tender spot.
"Forget the weapons. Don't want you speaking Chinese next. Your head is starting to get better." Mikey tosses his chucks to a corner. "Let's do reflexes instead. Stay here." Leo leaves and comes back with a jar of pennies.
"I'll throw you a penny. You catch it, block it, or dodge it. Ready?" Mikey grins. "Let's begin."
Leo throws the first one slowly and he easily dodges it. He throws the next one a bit faster seeing the last one was to easy. Mikey catches it then drops it. The next one was to fast as Mikey feels it smack at his forehead. "Ok. Not that fast." He throws one normally and it's blocked, as next one and the one after that.
Mikey saw a pattern in his throws after a while. If Leo's wrist faced up he was aiming at the head; straight forward he could aim at his chest or an arm, and tilted down he could hit the stomach or a leg. He kept this in mind as his throwing speeds increased and it was hard to read the pennies so just looking at the hand would help. Leo caught on also. That wasn't a way to train. There was more to it than watching a wrist. Leo put the jar between his legs. Mikey was attentive. Leo reached in the jar one hand after another and held palms full of copper. He threw two at a time now. One hit between the eyes and the other his shoulder. Mikey tried dodging and blocking and he did with a couple. He gave up now, covering his head, and was still being pelted with cheap money. Leo sighed and put what he was holding back in the jar.
"Ok. I guess that's enough of that."
Mikey uncovered his head. "Tu me quieres a morir. Un hermano tu eres." Mikey mumbled something about Leo wanting him to die and some brother he was. He was joking of course.
"New assignment. Pick up all these coins and place them back in the jar without using your hands."
With the two toes he had? He didn't think so and looked at all the shiny round currency on the floor. Darn. He tried it anyway. Nope. Didn't work.
"There are other ways of doing that." Leo sat on the floor and pressed down a corner of a penny sending it flying up and he put the jar below it as it came back down. He must have a super bro cause he tried that and it didn't work. How it worked for Leo, who knows? Mikey gave up quicker this time. Maybe he could move it with brainpower! He stared at one of them, making weird faces.
"You're going to scare it into the jar?" Leo chuckled. "On the other hand you have a better chance doing that than anything else." Mikey picked up a penny and threw it at his bald head when he wasn't looking. Leo's face shot up to look at Mikey who pretended he didn't know anything.
The door. A door. A door that lead to the sewers. They lived in the sewers, eh? Mikey stared at the door he hadn't gone through and saw Leo and Master Splinter come through yesterday. Why do we have to stay inside? No ones said anything about not going outside, have they? I wonder.
He got up and looked around. Leo had gone of to the bathroom so there was no one to stop him. He inched his way toward the door slowly, silently. There was a foul stench that grew stronger the closer he got to it. By the time he'd reached the door the smell had practically knocked him out. That's what you'd expect from a sewer. If it were that bad at the door imagine what it would be beyond it. The odor somewhat familiar now but extremely grotesque made him decide he'd leave it be and go back to studying something else.
Searching again he found another door. The rat had come out of it before many of times. That must be his room. Wonder what could be in there...
To be continued...
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