Disclaimer: Same old, don't own, wish I did. Just own my OC's. Anyway, don't have much time, so I'll make this quick.
Ch.16
Afternoon in the Lair. Somewhat difficult to determine, as the location prevented seeing the state of the sun in the sky.
I was getting bored. I was all better, but of course Donnie and Lily wouldn't listen to me, they'd listen to mechanics. Sheesh.
"Hey guys?" I ventured from my slouch on the couch. Various head poked out of various doors; the kitchen the most prominent.
What's up Mika? Ana asked, licking the batter from a spoon. Apparently after she was done smothering me with hugs and drowning me in tears of joy (damn that girl's emotional for a mute), she decided that she and Mikey would make get-well cookies. Which confused me a bit, after all, I was better!
"I'm thinking I want to go back to my pad and check out how things are." I stood, turned and met a dawning horror. " Oh gods, Ana, that's gross, please stop." I covered my eyes. She had cookie-goo all over her face, and was licking it off in globs.
Michaelangelo gagged as some splatted on him. Ana had missed capturing a glob and managed to drop it on his toes.
"Ana, go in the kitchen and finish baking! You're making a mess!" I yelled, my eyes covered from the culinary horror that was Anastasia.
Okay okay, sheesh! She snipped, backing into the kitchen. Donnie and Lily had equally disgusted looks plastered on, and Leo was impassive. Thank goodness that Master Splinter wasn't around, he'd probably laugh!
"Anyway… is it clear?" I asked. I had my eyes covered still.
"Yeah." Three voices chimed. I sighed in relief, flopping back down on the couch.
"Like I was saying before…. Now that I've been cleared from the doctors from hell," I quipped, earning dark glares from said docs, "I want to go back to my place and check on Rookie. And my art." As an afterthought.
"That's cool." Mikey said, cheesy grin firmly in place. I rolled my eyes.
"What, I need an escort everywhere I go?" I flashed a glance at Lily, who nodded.
"Fine by me. I'm going to stay and see what else I can learn from the tech guru here." With that, she took her leave and popped back into the 'Lab'. I smirked at nothing in particular. Oh this was too rich here, two techno geeks romancing around the bush.
I locked gazes with Michaelangelo, grinned, and stood up again. Glancing at my attire, I grimaced.
"I really want to take a bath and change…" I whined.
"Bro, why don't you take Mika-babe back to her apartment?" Mike asked, to my chagrin. Crap, he knows! "I gotta stay here and make sure Ana-banana doesn't burn down the kitchen!"
"Well… lets go then." Leonardo reluctantly agreed, in his adorable voice.
Okay, mental slap to the forehead- don't even think about it Mika!
"Right-o leader-san," I waved dramatically to the ladder leading out of the abandoned train station. "Tally ho!"
Leonardo looked like he was trying really, really hard not to laugh, but I could tell he wasn't too pleased with the situation, through tone, inflection, and visual expression!
Frankly, neither was I!
Later…
We did the usual rooftop bounce to my apartment, using the bay-window/doors as our entry. Nothing looked wrong, hell, it was just as messy as I'd left it.
"YESSSSS!" I exulted, falling face first onto the California king, nuzzling my fuzzy blanket. I rolled over.
"So good to be home…" I sighed, then stood back up and ended up falling under a bit of a dizzy spell. Odd as it seemed, Leo was at my side when I started swaying.
Strange.
"Hey, do you want tea, or something?" I asked suddenly, surprising both of us.
"Um, sure." Poor toitle sounded so unsure of himself. Awww…
I led him down into the living area, and meandered off to the kitchen in search of teabags and my electric kettle. After three tries I found it under the kitchen sink, of all the dumb places to have electronic items!
"Okay, the water's boiling, the tea is out- what kind do you like?" I asked, finger steepled before my face as I looked down at the reclining turtle.
"Chamomile, if you have it."
"Sure thing!" Rushing back to the kitchen at the sound of the whistle, I stacked teacups, saucers, creamers, sugars, and an assortment of teas (and the teapot of course) on a tray. Balancing my heavy load on both forearms, I edged my way into the living area.
No Leonardo.
"Leo?" I asked, craning my neck around a corner.
"You've got a lot of nice artwork!" A voice practically shouted in my ear. I screamed, and almost dropped the tray. Setting it down on the coffee table, I whirled at my offender.
"MICHAELANGELO!" I heaved, eyes wide, hand over heart. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!"
Laughing- "Oh man, you should have seen your face!"
"I don't CARE!" I yelled back, still racked with shivers, "Where'd you come from? I thought you wanted to stay behind!"
"Well, yeah, I did," Said chelonian smirked, "But Ana got some help from Raph." He winked, "You'd be surprised at how quick a learner he is- with the right instructor."
I held up my hands. "I DON'T wanna know, Mikey." I looked around. "Eh, this is just the junk that doesn't get sold."
"It's still nice- very modern."
"Mikaela!" Leonardo's voice echoed from the office area.
I scrambled up the stairs, to see Leo bent over one of my fuzzy pillows. He looked up at me with sad eyes.
With a cry I saw what the pillow was.
Rookie.
(break)
"MIKAELA!" Mike shrilled, rushing over to me. I was huddled against a sympathetic Leonardo, hands over face openly bawling over the remnants of my cat. It was obvious he had his neck broken, and dried blood spattered the carpet around him.
"Mika," Leo prodded, shifting so his arm gave me a half-hug. "Mika, I found this too."
STAY AWAY. Don't interfere again, or you'll be missing more than a cat.
I read the note over and over, rage consuming my soul. How dare they mess with my family! Why me!
I stood, shaking with fury, the note crumpled in my fist. "Guys, I want to know who did this." I shot an supremely evil look their way, "NOW."
A/N: Short update I know, but I haven't had much time to add to the story. Next time should be longer.