Disclaimer: We do not own the TMNT, and are just two little girls who enjoy writing about them and messing with their lives so suing would get you nowhere! Jaonovarc however is the mutually created character of Aaron Smiley and innocent-rebel
A/N: Hey guys Aarons chapter here. thanks for reviewing it really does mean a lot.
Within 15 seconds of setting foot into Master Splinter's chamber, Raph quickly decided that even Bishop's dissecting lab would have been a more comfortable place. Raph was red as his bandana as he and Mike spent the first twenty or so minutes trying to explain the strange sight their very worried Sensei had seen was not what it looked like. This followed by a long lecture, on Splinter's part, on not harassing their sister and refraining from any more 'lessons' in the future, even if they were well intentioned and for her own good.Raph was relieved to finally be set free by dismissal. He rose from his knees and glanced over at Mike who looked like had enjoyed the talking to about as much as he had. Raph shook his head swearing never to follow one of Mike's plans again and wanting to oblige the nagging feeling to hermitize himself in his room. At least not everyone knew what'd happened. Leo and Donny would never let him have any peace if they did. Raph placed his three-fingered hand on the door, sliding it back slowly and peering out. Thankfully Sensei would drop the matter after one talking-to. Mike had the impression from Raph's glare that he was under pain of death if he spoke one word about it, and Joanny...
Raph slid the door open a little farther and stepped out to see Leo leaning against the couch grinning at him. Joanny and Don sat on the couch, their heads turned around staring at Raph and Mikey exiting the chamber of doom. Don snickered, Joanny smirked happily. Raph's heart dropped. And Joanny... Joanny would use whatever information she had to make his life miserable just for the fun of it all.
"So, Raph," Leo smiled trying not to burst into laughter, "Anything you want to tell us?" Raph hated it when Leo smiled that cocky way he did. There's nothing Raph would have rather done than wipe it off his blue brother's face, but the last thing he wanted was to get dragged back to Splinter's quarters for another lecture on fighting.
"Not really, Leo," Raph glared over at Joanny who only smirked bigger. She laughed to herself and, seeing everyone's attention was fully focused on Raph, managed to slip silently away, leaving her set-up to play out on its own.
She sped upstairs into her room and crashed onto her computer chair. Clicking the little yellow man icon on her desktop and leaning back as her Instant Messaging logged in. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. 8:43 pm.She glared at the AOL window on her computer in hopes of speeding the process up.
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Don grinned widely, "So Raph, Casey called and wanted to know if we wanted to do another guys night out. You know go to a movie or sports game or something, but maybe we should leave you home with Joanny so you two can have some fun with your girly stuff."
"Yeah," Leo agreed enthusiastically, "We'll get you some chic flicks and ice cream."Raph growled and glared at Mike, the starter of it all, who could only shrug helplessly. Leo chuckled a bit, "Then maybe-"
"Shut up, Leo!" Raph yelled, his blood beginning to boil.
Leo smiled cockily again, "I guess this explains why your always so emotional."
"Oh, I got you emotional right here!" Raph started towards his older brother.
"You know, Raph, you did make a pretty convincing girl," Mike grinned widely, "You wouldn't happen to have had some previous practice at it would ya?""Mike!" Raph growled, turning from his advance on Leo and lunging for the smug looking orange bandana-ed goofball. "Eep!" Mike shrieked in a most undignified, girly manner.Raph tackled Mikey, the both of them rolling onto the ground.
"Take it back, Mike!" Raph roared.
Don chuckled, watching from a safe distance. Leo smirked and winked at Don, then turned back to observe the tussle.
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8:46 PMJoanny rested her head against the computer screen with a dull Thunk as the IM re-re-re-re-re-tried for a connection.Dial-up sucks.
"Stupid computer," she muttered.The process started over again"Aghhhhh!" she closed her eyes, trying to send a mental message from her brain into the screen."Work!" she growled at it.
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"Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow..." Mike complained.
"Take it back!"Don watched in amusement for several more minutes until a familiar dull beep caught his ear. He looked up over in the direction of his computer. He reluctantly left Leo to observe the rest of the match and ambled over to his homemade console.
"Hey, quit it you guys!" he yelled, quickly taking a seat at his computer, making several clicks her and there, watching the screen intently. Leo ambled over, but the two other turtles ignored him and continued the roughing."I said take it back!"
"You guys!" Don pleaded, making a couple clicks here and there with the mouse. He sighed.
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"YES!" Joan pumped her fist in the air as her buddy-list popped up on screen. She held her breath for a split second. Please be on she mentally pleaded. She released her breath in a relived sigh. He was there.
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"What's up?" Leo asked, peering over Don's shoulder. Noting Don's agitated face he barked at Mike and Raph, "Knock it off, you two!"Raph threw Mike into a headlock and stopped the fight long enough to glance up in Leo's direction.
"What?" he whined irritatedly.
"Don's got something," Leo explained sternly, turning back to the computer. Raph waddled Mike over to the computer, refusing to relinquish his temporary power over his brother.Ok," he growled, "What's going on?"
"We've made contact!" Don announced.
"What? To the aliens?" Mike asked, squirming in Raph's grip. "Hate to break it to you, Don, but we've already met plenty of 'em."
"No shell-for-brains!" Don sighed, "Joanny is IMing her boyfriend as we speak!"
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KuNoIcHi: Hey, how r u?
OutofthiSworld257: Good. u?KuNoIcHi: Just dandy, thnx.
Outofthisworld257: U ask yur dad yet?Joan paused as she tried to think of something funnily witty to type. Drawing a blank she just punched in "yes."
Outofthisworld257: So?
Joan paused again, staring at the screen
KuNoIcHi: Due 2 powers beyond my control u have hereby been summoned 2 meet my family and b evaluated by them like a piece of meat.
Joan sat back and held her breath. Would he agree? Or was it too big of a request? Did he even want to meet her family? On the other hand, did she want her family to meet him!
Outofthisworld257: Sure. when?
Joanny breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly typed in the date and time before he could change his mind or she could wake up from the strangely wonderful dream/nightmare she was having.
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The next morning Joanny set her alarm an hour earlier than usual.At 6:00 AM the buzzer sounded. In the dark Joanny's hand groggily searched for the snooze button. Finally her fingers found the annoying device and punched the off button.
She sat up in bed rubbing her eyes then glaring at her clock. Finally she threw the covers off herself and rolled out of bed. Her bare feet recoiled form the touch of the freezing concrete floor. The cold, early morning air breezing throughout the lair made her shiver. At that point, Joan seriously considered going back to sleep, but there was work to be done. Still in the dark she reached into the deep depths under her bed. She blindly groped around, pushing aside stacks of her collection of various magazines and old toys she'd long grown out of but couldn't bear to send back to the junkyard. Eventually she took out a small shoe box. The contents inside rattled around as she hugged the box to her plastron with one arm and continued her fishing, drawing several magazines from the abyss underneath her bed, she straightened her legs and started to slip silently out her bedroom door into the pitch black hallway.
On her way out the door, one of her legs brushed against her tonfas she'd left leaning against the door. Mentally shrugging, she gathered them up in her arms as well. She had a good hour till the rest of her family awoke, but if her mission went overtime, she wouldn't have to waste any time getting ready for practice.
Joan slunk silently down the hall and slipped quietly into the bathroom and quietly shut the door behind her before flipping on the light. She blinked several times against the sudden brightness and had to squint as she dumped her belongings around the sink.
Joanny took a long look at herself in the mirror. She'd been waiting to try this for a long time. Reaching for the shoebox, she removed the lid and peered inside at her long harbored treasures. A heap of old discarded make-up smiled back at her. No one knew she'd started to collect the stuff some six months back. She'd never hear the end of it if any of her brothers heard and Joanny wasn't about to risk finding out her father's opinion on her wearing the stuff. Joan balanced the open box on the rim of the sink and began to sort the various bottles, capsules and compacts into two catagories: useables and unuseables. She picked out a small compact labeled "concealer", figuring it probably wouldn't be green, she placed it in the unusable pile. Next she picked up a tube of lipstick; useable. Curious as to the color, she pulled off the top and made a face.
Once red, the lipstick had been smushed up into the top of tube. White spots of mold were beginning to grow on it as well. Jaonny grimaced as she replaced the top and placed it along with the concealor into the unuseable pile. A stick of mascara: unusable. Joan silently cursed being born without eyelashes. The sorting went on and on.Ten minutes or so later she found herself with a great deal less of usable products than she'd expected. Two lip glosses, blue and pale pink eyeshadows, another tube of red lipstick, a eyeliner pencil and some blush along with a large brush with which to apply it. Dumping the discarded items back into the shoe box for later disposal, she gave herself another long look in the mirror.
She bit her lip scanning her face and trying to imagine it differently. She reached for a magazine and opened it up flipping around a couple pages, trying to find an example to copy. Once again the difference in skin color came back to haunt her. She was on her own. So much for her brilliant plan.
Not really having had much experience in applying makeup she picked up the nearest item: lipstick. At least she knew what to do with it. A dark red line appeared on her lips as she ran it across them and smacked them together as she popped the cap back on. Viola!
Joan picked up the container of blush and the large, poofy brush. Quickly dabbing it a couple times in the pink stuff, she brushed it on her cheeks. she bit her lip and her eyes widened when she looked at the results in the mirror. The pink not only contrasted badly with her skin, but she'd put WAY too much on. She took a mental note to remember that a little goes a LONG way. Sighing and picking up the blue eye shadow, she untied her white bandana and began searching around the bathroom for something to use as a brush.
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Raph tossed and turned in his hammock. He knew it was early, but he couldn't get back to sleep. His bladder was complaining, majorly, but still he didn't want to go through all the trouble of getting up out of bed and going to the bathroom and taking the chance of full awaking himself a half- hour before he had to. He flopped onto his other side again, scooting under the covers for more warmth. Stupid cold sewers he grumbled mentally.Finally the battle with his bladder became too much of a task to handle while trying to slip back into one's unconscious. Grumbling some more and muttering a curse under his breathe about cold floors and bare feet he slipped out of bed and jogged to the communal family bathroom. Light splayed through the crack underneath the door. Apparently it already had an occupant.
Raph banged the side of his fist against the door."Hey!" He whispered harshly at whoever was inside, "Hurry up in there!"
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Joanny jumped at the sound of Raph's fist against the door. Her heart pounded as his voice growled at her to hurry up."Just a sec!" she said, forgetting to whisper, "I'll be out in a minute!"She threw the rest of the makeup back into the box and began to wipe furiously at her face. Nothing happened. Her eyes widened as she realized the stuff wasn't coming off. She scrubbed harder. Still nothing. Or maybe slightly fading...she didn't have time to wonder.
Raph rapped gruffly on the door again, crossing his legs to hold out for the call of the wild just a little longer, "Joan!" he grunted, "I really need to go!"
"Almost done!" she assured him from inside, reaching over to flush the toilet for effect and then turned on the sink and ran a wad of toilet paper under it. She tried wiping her face with that, but it only made things worse. The eye liner began to run and the lipstick came off for the most part but she'd wiped it across the skin above her lip and it seemed to have temporarily stained there. She wiped harder, but still it wouldn't come off. Frantically she threw the wad of wet paper into the waste basket and whirled around looking for another plan.
"You're done; I'm coming IN!" Raph growled, opening the door as he spoke.
"No wait!" Joanny lunged for the door, taking a split second of time to wish she'd remembered to lock it, but it was too late. The door swung open. Raph stepped inside a frown creasing his face. He glared inside but his expression soon changed. He stood there dumbfounded, staring at her, forgetting his desperate need to be there in the first place.
"Uhh...," Joanny looked up at her brother and tried to smile innocently, "Done!"
To be continued…
A/N: well Joanys in a very bad spot to say the least and Raph is probably less then happy about what hes seen. So lets all hope that Joany is done...before shes actualy done. please review.