"What, are you doing?" I ask looking over his shoulder at the chart he's making. "That is some impossible maze you've got going there." I say as he draws another line.

"It's not a maze Raphael." he turns to me in his spinney chair. "It's a chart, to prepare me for every possible scenario with April, so I can make sure she doesn't hate me. I have to think of every possible thing she might say so I can come up with some kind of appropriate response." he explains.

"So do you want the cake or not?" Mikey asks. I sigh and shake my head and Donnie pinches the bridge of his nose.

"I'll take the cake. But I came up with a plan. She doesn't need to know. If we change into some other colors that aren't turtle necks than we just might be able to fool her." he says

"But won't she be more mad if she finds out that we were lying to her?" Leo comments from his bunk. Donnie blinks than places his chin in his hand.

"But then there is also the possibility that she will be more mad if she finds out we were lying to her." he says. I raise an eyebrow and look at Leo. He lies down and puts a pillow over his face.

"Well." I crack my knuckles. "We'll just have to tell her the truth and hope all goes well." I say

"That does seem like our best chance, and that is what I was making the chart for." Donnie turns back to it. "You guys can go to sleep, I'm gonna work on some stuff." he says waving us away and grabbing the cake from Mikey. Wow he is really taking this hard.

"Ok, if you say so brainy-ack." I ruffle his hair and then slip into bed. I hope he goes to sleep some time, or else I'm not falling asleep. I listen to the soft ticking of the pocket watch that hangs on the wall. I watch as hours pass. I roll over onto my stomach to look at Donnie. His face on his desk and arms by his sides, drool slowly flowing out of his mouth. I smile.

I get up and grab his blanket off his bed and drape it over him, maybe I should bring him to his bed, would he wake up? I poke his face. Nothing. I wrap one arm around his shoulders and scoop his legs up with the other. I carry him bridle style to his bed and plop him down. I then readjust the blanket to cover him.

"Love you bro." I whisper before going to sleep myself.


"Raph. he he. Raph." Mikey taunts. I groan and open my eyes. His face inches away from mine.

"What do you want?" I growl at him closing my eyes again. He snickers and I open my eyes again. "Oh no you didn't" I say sitting up and grab his shirt. "If you drew on my face again, you're gonna pay." I say lifting my fist.

"Nope, guess again." he says I blink and look down on my bed is my teddy bear. My eyes widen.

"You saw nothing." I growl as I press my forehead against his and grit my teeth.

"Nope, I saw nothing, nothing at all." he whimpers holding his hands up. I drop him to the ground and quickly stuff it in the box under my bed. I glance at Donnie, still asleep. Leo is snoring like a moose.

"Looks like it's just you and me, Mikey." I say he smiles and then someone knocks on our door.

"Boys! Boys get up please." I look at Mikey both our eyes wide.

"The Keeper." we say at the same time. We shake awake Donnie and Leo, "the keeper wants to come in quick!" we tidy up in a matter of seconds and stand in a line a few feet away from the door. I do the brave thing and step forward to open it. Right outside is the keeper.

"Here we are." he says "alright, I'm sure you know that you and three others are the oldest children left at the orphanage." he explains as he steps back and waves for us to come out. "And you four seam like the safest," we follow him down the halls "last night, some poor girls father was kidnapped, and her mother isn't in the picture, so she will be staying here till her father is found." he says and we turn a corner, we're almost to the front.

"So why are we here?" Donnie asks nervously tugging on his collar. "What does this have to do with us?"

"Well you see Donnie," Since when does he use nicknames? "I was hoping you four could show her around, be her friends, and show her the ropes around here." Donnie stops dead in his tracks and scowls at Leo as he walks past.

"Don't need all of us for that." he mutters as he drags his feet behind us. I feel sorry for the kid, but I can't show it.

"Come on bro, it'll be fine." I say punching him in the arm. He looks at me and offers me a small obviously fake smile and rubs his arm.

"I know," he says looking down at his feet. "I guess I'm just nervous, about what she'll say and think, and-" he bites his lip, then starts to bit his nails.

"Hey." I grab his hand and take it away from his mouth. "You'll be fine. And if you don't stop biting your nails your fingers are gonna bleed." he smiles "and if that happens you'll be too distracted to try and beat me and I'll win every fight, not that I wouldn't any way." I smirk and he glares at me as he stuffs his hands in his pockets. We reach the door to the keepers room.