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It had been a week since everything had happened with the plant mutant. Skyler had yet to show a sign that she was getting better. The girls took shifts in watching over her. Occasionally Raphael offered to look over her and they let him no questions ask, knowing it was his link trying to figure out what was wrong.
Kayla continued to avoid Michelangelo but not as much as before. She had no idea how he did it but every day he had manage to spend time with her whether she wanted to or not. Leaving her to grumble quietly in annoyance. He had his moments though and every now and again he managed to make her laugh with one of his jokes or pranks.
Leonardo had been healing nicely and was able to move around a bit easier much to Nia's relief. It was strange site to see Nia with Leo she smiled more which was saying something since she only ever smirked or scowled most of the time and the girls didn't waste a moment to tease her about it.
Catharine had taken Nia's advice and began to do something about her soul-urge. Spending as much time with Donatello as she could all while sneaking in kisses every now and again, leaving the purple clad turtle to either faint or turn into a red stuttering tomato.
Donatello headed towards the barn with a piece of log in his arms. He was going to carve into it and make a jewelry box. When he was inside the barn he went to his work table. He had seen Casey working on the old vehicle his legs coming out from underneath it. He had been working on the thing since they had gotten here and Catharine would help him fix it. He was surprised she wasn't in here helping him now.
"Hey hand me the 11/16 wrench will ya?" Casey called out.
Not thinking much about it Donatello set the log down on his desk and went to hand him the wrench he asked for. As he reached for it his hand bumped into a smaller oiled dirtied hand. He froze in his place as he slowly turned to his head to see the owner of said hand. There stood Catharine in all her glory smirking at him. She had her hair pulled back and was dressed in nothing but a pair of tight jeans and a white tank top that was covered in oil stains. Her hands and arms had streaked oil and her forehead had smudges of it from where she wiped the sweat off. He swallowed the lump that had quickly formed in his throat.
"C-Catharine! W-what are y-you doing here?" He stuttered out and yanked his hand back as if he had been burned. He slowly backed up with her following him until the back of his thighs met the end of his desk. His hands gripped the edge of his desk and he leaned back as she leaned forward.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm helping Casey fix this pile of crap" she teased leaning back giving him some space when she noticed he wasn't breathing.
"Cat the wrench!" Casey called out.
"I'm going! Relax will you! This piece of trash isn't going anywhere" Cat turned and went to hand him the wrench.
"Yet!" Casey corrected as he took the wrench from Cat's hand and dived back underneath the car. Donatello felt a surge of jealousy go through him as Casey and Cat casually talked with each other as if they were long time good friends. Sensing his mood Cat turned and raised an eyebrow at him. He flushed and turned away quickly sitting in his chair and he began craving into the wood with his tools. He flinched when two familiar oil greased arms wrapped around his shoulders gently and her head rested beside his.
"What are you making Donatello?" She purred softly making his hold body shiver in a strangely good way. He'd be lying if he said he didn't like the way she said his name.
She nuzzled his cheek "Hmm? Is it for me?" She asked teasingly when he didn't respond.
He swallowed hard. His mind becoming blank. His heart rate began to race and his breathing increased along with it coming out in shallow puffs. Why did this always happen when he was around Catharine? This never happened when he was around April! He knew deep in his mind that he knew the answer but was refusing to see it.
"Donatello?" She chuckled softly watching and feeling his skin heat up in embarrassment. He needed to stop this. It was becoming too much like the spaghetti incident that just happened a few days ago.
He had strolled into the kitchen only to get a cup of water and then go back to his lab. But his brother had quickly shattered that as soon as he walked in.
"Hey Don! Stir that pot for me will ya!" Mikey called out as he rolled out more meat into little balls and set them on a cooking tray.
"What are you making?" Donnie asked as he stirred the red sauce.
Michelangelo was in charge of cooking or more like he appointed himself the position. No one questioned him about it since he was the one graced with culinary skills (when he wasn't making weird food for himself). And if he ever needed help they all did as he instructed.
"What does it look like I'm making! I'm making spaghetti duh!" Mikey replied back as it it was the most obvious thing in the world. And it was. If he had paid attention to his surrounds he would have noticed the cooked spaghetti noodles draining by the sink along with garlic bread on the counter and already some already cooked meat balls by the stove he could have easily figured out what his brother was making for dinner.
Donatello took a small sniff of the sauce and brought the wooden spoon he had been using to stir it up to his mouth so he could sample it it.
"Watch out! Coming right behind you!" Mikey grinned as he twisted his way behind Donnie and towards the oven to cook off the last batch of meat balls he had just finished rolling. Not moving fast enough out of his way, Mikey had slightly bumped into his brother making him spill and drop the wooden spoon.
"Ow! Hot!" Donnie cried as some of it landed on his face and plastron.
"Sorry bro" Mikey apologized sheepily as he put in the last meat ball tray in the oven.
"It's fine" Donnie muttered as he grabbed a dish towel and cleaned off his plastron of the sauce.
"Mmm! Smells good in here Mikey!" Cat called out joining them.
"You know it girl! I'm making my special spaghetti and spicy sausage meatballs!" Mikey grinned at her. "You think Kay will like it?" He asked worried.
"You know she'll kill you if she heard you calling her Kay right?" Cat tsked at him.
Mikey pouted "But you guys get to call her that"
"Because Nia, Sky and I have known her for years" Cat rolled her eyes at him then turned towards Donatello who had stayed silent and rooted to his spot since she entered the kitchen.
His eyes widen when she walked closer to him. His shell made contact with the wall.
"H-hello Catharine" he said nervously as his heart beat began to increase.
She smiled up at him "You have a little sauce here" she pointed at her cheek. He lifted a hand up to wipe it away from his own cheek.
"Is…is it gone?" He asked quietly becoming entranced with her eyes.
"Not quite..." She laughed softly and his heart soared at the beautiful sound "Here, let me get that for you" she said leaning up.
"W-what are you—" his question was cut short when she closed the distance. His eyes widen as saucers as he felt her small tongue against his cheek, licking away the sauce in one small swipe. His mind blanked followed by his body becoming hot and numb.
"Should I leave you two…alone?" Mikey teased.
"Very funny Mikey" Cat grinned and pulled away from Donnie who had yet to move.
"I think you broke him"
Cat turned back to Donnie and grinned leaning up once more and placed a kiss upon his cheek before going off on her way upstairs.
"Dude!" Mikey grinned at his brother then frowned when he didn't answer "Donnie?" He asked placing a hand on his shoulder. It was as if some spell was lifted and he watched his brother faint with a small dazed smiled on his face.
"What happened to him?" Raph questioned as he looked as his genius brother on the ground.
"Hey Donnie, do you think you can help me—" April's voice drifted into the barn and paused midway through her question as she spotted Cat and Donnie.
That seem to snap him out of his thoughts. He quickly stood up and put some distance between himself and Cat.
"April! W-what are you doing here!" He stuttered out a bit flustered.
"Is this a bad time" she looked between the two unsure and awkward.
"No!" He said quickly. He needed something to distract him from Catharine.
Cat was about to protest when Casey called for another tool. She huffed and roughly push her way passed April who muttered a low 'ow'.
"What's with her?" April commented while rubbing her shoulder.
Donnie said nothing and frowned as he watched Cat hand Casey the tool he needed before storming out of the barn.
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