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No Pov
Michelangelo guides Kala out the door and across the driveway, holding her hand as he leads her onto the beach. At 6:30 am, the beach is empty. The sun is just beginning to peak over the horizon, giving the sky a orange, pink, blue, and purple tone.
Barefoot, the couple enters the sand, walking across the smooth shore holding hands. Michelangelo smiles as his girlfriend rests her head on his shoulder, nuzzling up to him warmly. Currently in a playfully romantic mood, Mikey real see Kala's fragile hand, wrapping his arm around her waist instead. He tugged her closer to him, holding her close as they walked along the beach.
They came to a dune, and stood atop it in silence, enjoying each other's company as they gazed out at the rising sun, its blood orange beams set light to the ocean, igniting the crashing waves with a fiery color.
Kala's red hair gleamed under the rays of the sun, making her far more attractive, in Michelangelo's perspective. He brought his lips down to the crown of her head, kissing her softly. "You're so beautiful, Kala." He murmured as he drew back, cupping her face in his hands.
Their eyes were locked, as if in a trance. They drifted towards each other, like south and North Pole magnets, they were destined to connect.
Kala's eyes lit up, but were forced to shut by herself. She wanted to enjoy this kiss, this perfect moment, of which would be her favorite of the summer.
Of course, Kala's and Mikey's moments were always ruined.
But, just before their lips met, a blue and orange and white crab scampered across Michelangelo's left foot, making the teenager jump in surprise and bolt after it. "CRAB!" He screamed, chasing after the crustacean.
Kala was knocked to the ground by her boyfriends strong arm, and she was on the verge of exploding from infuriation by the time her and her neon green sundress hit the ground. Sand flew up into the air, burning Kala's light blue eyes. "MIKEY!" She screamed in rage.
Michelangelo froze, kneeling on one knee, the crab in his hand. His head whipped around, his eyes darting over to his lover. "I am so sorry, do you need me to help you up?" Mikey was over at Kala's side in a flash, lending her hand, lifting her back onto her feet. "Angelcakes, I did not mean to do that, I swear. Please don't be mad, please don't be-" Kala cut her boyfriend off, shoving him to the ground just as he'd done to her. The only difference was that Mikey's was an accident, a mere mistake.
"Stop it, Mikey. I'm done with you messing around all of the time, it's annoying and immature. You're 16, act like it!" She then stormed off, steam practically blowing out of her ears.
The wind chased after the infuriated girl, making her walk faster. Michelangelo sat on the ground, his crab sitting in the palms of his hands. His finger stroked the animal gently. "That's Kala, Gilbby." Glibby, that'll be his name, Mikey thought to himself with the slightest hint of a smile on his lips. "She's really nice, and fun to be around. I love her so much, more than anything. I'd give up my world for her." Michelangelo sighed, and his shoulders slumped down despair as he spoke these next words. "But, I don't think she loves me as much as I love her. I'm a fool, obnoxious; a girl like Kala couldn't really love me, even if she claims she does."
Leonardo Pov
I chase my brother's down the long, curvy sewer tunnels. Their shells disappear around a corner and I laugh as I speed up. "I'm gonna get you guys!" I call out, running after them.
Mikey is the first one I see, standing still with the widest grin on his face. His hands are cupped in front of him, and he opens his mouth to speak, "Wanna see Gilbby?" Gilbby, what's a-
I jerk upwards, emerging from my peaceful slumber, finding myself face to face with my youngest brother. "Wanna see Gilbby?" He repeats, holding . something in his cupped hands.
I look down at Karai, who's still sleeping. We'd slept snuggled together, my arms wrapped around her beautiful body, her hair tickling my face as I breathed in her lavender scent. As I sat up, Karai shifted, missing my touch just as I miss hers.
"What the hell do you want, Mikey? I swear if you wake up Karai-" a sudden thought dawned on me, hitting me in the face like a rock. How is he here? "How did you get into the house?" I demand in a whisper.
Mikey's eyes widen and he stares at me in guilt. "I stole a key- I mean, that doesn't really matter." He corrects himself swiftly and quickly, but I still heard what he said.
With a low growl in my throat, I narrow my eyes. "Go back to your house, Mikey, before you wake up Karai! What's even in your hand, anyways?"
My baby brothers blue eyes soften a bit, and a small smile forms on his face. "Gilbby, wanna see 'im?"
I stare at Michelangelo with an uncertain gleam in my eyes, moving my head slightly to the right in suspicion. "That depends, what exactly is Gilbby?"
"He's a crab!" Mikey sticks his hands out for me to see. Sure enough, there's a small, orange and blue ghost crap resting in the palms of my little brother's hands.
My thoughts instantly leap to Karai, who hates crabs. How furious she'd be if she were to wake up to that-that thing! "Get out of here! Karai is not gonna be happy if she wakes up to that crab in her face!" I hiss, shooing my brother away. A hurt expression forms on his plump face, but I honestly couldn't care less. It's Mikey's fault that I'm ushering him out, not mine.
"Okay, I'll see ya later." Michelangelo's tone is somber as he turns around, but just before he can make his way towards the exit, the crab–Glibby–jumps out of his hands, landing on Karai's hip.
My eyes widen and I slap the thing away. Gilbby lands on the floor, and scurries beneath the bed. Obviously, though, my main concern is Karai.
She bolts up, awakened by my hand brushing her body as I jerked the crustacean away. "What the hell?!" She demands, punching my upper arm fiercely.
"Ow!" I rub my arm, attempting to smooth the burning pain. Karai has quiet a fist, I'll give her that.
"You woke me up!"
"It was an accident!"
Karai glares at me and turns to get out of bed. The second her foot touches the ground, I realize I should've stopped her, because the first thing she does is scream. "WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST STEP ON?!" She demands, diving back into the bed, landing on my lap. My fiancé's Amber eyes stare up at me for reassurance, and I wish I could give her some.
"Gilbby!" Michelangelo drops onto floor, scavenging around for his pet.
"What's a Gilbby?" I completely ignore Karai's question so I can instead yell at my brother.
"Mikey, get your crab and leave! You're such a screwup, you can't do anything right!" My voice bellows, harsh, angry words bouncing off the walls, echoing for all to hear.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry." Mikey repeats the same two words over and over again, tears streaming down his freckled face.
I can feel Karai's eyes beating on me, but I ignore them, my anger fixated on my youngest brother. "Get out!" I'm practically screaming, yet I don't care. Michelangelo has turned into nothing but a pest, and I'm done dealing with it.
The door slams shut as my baby brother disappears, leaving me alone with my fiancé once more.
I slump back down, resting my back against the headboard as Karai lays her on my chest. My arms twine around her delicate frame, embracing her and hugging her against my tightly. "Sorry that you were woken up." I press a kiss to Karai's forehead, the rest of her face blushing immediately. Despite how long we've been together, we both still get flustered after every kiss, and my stomach still flips and flops when we touch.
"It's fine, at least we can lay together, right?" I smile. "Of course."
We settle back down into our original places, laying with our body's against each other. Love surrounds the air we breathe as the two of us forget about what just happened.
Though, not everyone moved on as quickly.
No Pov
Donatello, Michelangelo, Kala and April sat together at a small table. After they ordered their breakfast meals, the waiter walked away, leaving the foursome to themselves.
It was around 9 o'clock, and with everyone else at the house sleeping, they decided to head out for a bite.
Each of the boys sat across from their girlfriends, and sat beside each other.
Donatello glanced around the restaurant, studying each and every detail. "This is a beautifully designed diner. I don't know how this could go wrong." Donnie shot his brother a warning glance, mentally ordering him to be cautious and not to screw this up.
Michelangelo, as oblivious as ever, smile cheerfully. "Ya, I mean what could go wrong with my pal Gilbby here?"
"You brought that stupid crab with you?!" Kala exclaimed in a hiss, her eyes narrowing as she stared at her boyfriend across the table.
"Of course, he's my amigo. The two of us go way back!"
Kala rolled her eyes. "You found him this morning, Mikey."
"I know! And he's had my back through it all. We took a selfie with sleeping Leo and Karai, woke up Leo and Karai, Leo yelled at us, Kala, you yelled at us. We know each other so well, we're practically dating!" After receiving a death glare from his girlfriend, Michelangelo quickly corrected his mistake. "I was just kidding, I love you and no one else!"
Kala, not convinced even the slightest bit, folded her arms across her chest and slumped back in her chair.
"Wait, so, Mikey, you brought a real crab into this restaurant?" April sends a weary glance Mike's way. She knew how mad Donatello would be about this.
Michelangelo nodded, and pulled the blue and orange ghost crab out of his pocket. "Yes, and his name is Gilbby!" Gilbby was set on the table, and his owner built a small wall around him using cups, syrup, and salt and pepper shakers.
"Mikey! Put that crab back in your pocket and come with me." Donatello was furious. Why did his little brother always have to screw everything up? Why couldn't he just behave for once?
Cautious, Michelangelo collected his crustacean friend and followed Donatello out of the restaurant.
Unlocking the Tahoe, Donnie shoved his brother into the back seat. "Ow!" Mikey shrieked as he toppled backwards, glaring at his older brother. "What was that for?!"
"For ruining everything! This is the second time in the past day that you've screwed up at a restaurant, and I am not going let you get us kicked out again! So you are going to stay in this car and be quiet!" Donatello slammed the car door, and locked it.
Alone and hurt, Michelangelo hugged his knees to his chest, a single tear shedding itself from the safety of its home. More followed, trailing down Michelangelo's face in a steady pattern, becoming a river. Gilbby crawled out of the teen's pocket, and scampered across the back seat.
Mikey sniffled, wiping his face clear of sadness. "They all hate me. Kala, Leo, Donnie. They'd all be so much better off with out me here. I'm nothing short of a burden."
Raphael Pov
"Then he pulled a stupid crab out of his pocket, and set it on the table. I took him out to the car and locked him in. The rest of breakfast was calm, though I didn't have even the slightest pang of guilt." Donatello complained, rolling his eyes at the end.
Leonardo responded to our brother's story. "He's been nothing but trouble this entire vacation. Us being punished was completely his fault." Karai added to her fiancé's statement, "well if he doesn't get his shit together soon I'm gonna strangle him."
We're in a small group, clustered in the ocean. Kala and April stand next to each other, their arms swaying at their sides. Donnie stands beside April. Leonardo moves through the water slowly, slightly, with Karai on his back. Mona floats on her back, her arms extended. As for me, I'm on my knees, the water reaching just before my nose.
As my family rambles on and on about Michelangelo's mistakes, I turn my head, gazing at my younger brother. Mikey sits in the sand, his feet in the water. He hugs himself, looking around the beach with eyes of worthlessness. Frowning, I turn back to the group. "I'm gonna go talk to him."
Leonardo rolls his eyes. "Of course you are, Raph, you always take his side. You know we're right you just don't care." I block out the rest of Leo's harsh words, for once. I can finally ignore them. Like a river over stone. I inhale and exhale slowly as I approach my baby brother.
Mikey's baby blue eyes are glued to me as I sit down beside him. A small wave sends water rushing over my feet just as my brother began speaking. "Are you hear to yell at me?" I'm taken aback by these words. Is that really what he thinks? That I just yell at him for fun, in my free time? Or is it because that's what everyone else has been doing?
"What? Of course not. Why would I yell at you?" I stare at Mikey in utter befuddlement.
"Because everyone else does it. They call me a screw up, immature, stupid. All of you hate me, I should just leave." Now where the hell was this coming from? Mikey, the boy who was as happy as can be, who brought the light into our family, was doubting his worth.
I shake my head. "No, you can't leave. No one hates, they're just a little mad. And I ain't gonna yell at you, okay?"
Michelangelo looks in the opposite direction, as if for an answer. I study his posture carefully, taking note of it all.
He's slumped, though he's never been one for straight posture, something me and him have in common. His hair is shaggy, more than usual. The white of his eyes is red, do to crying.
Finally, he meets my gaze once more. "Okay." I give him a small, sad smile.
"You know what you need? Some fun. And lucky for you, I know exactly what to do."
Four beer bottles purchased, I used Leonardo's ID. We're twins, looking exactly the same all except for our hair. Leo's is jet black, while mine is a very dark brown. The eyes color didn't really matter, the man running the chad register at Walgreens didn't seem to care, he just let me buy my beer and go.
Now, I lead Mikey back to the car. When we're in, I set the beer by Mikey's feet, and drive us to a dock leading into the ocean.
I park the car and take the alcohol. My little brother walks side by side with me onto the dock.
The sun is setting as we sit on the edge, our feet dangling over the deep water. I pull two bottles out of the box, and hand one to my brother.
"You sure we should do this?" Mikey has uncertain gleam to his eye, staring at me in question.
I nod, popping the cap off of my bottle. "Of course. You've been picked on all day, don't you wanna be able to just let loose? Even if it's just for a little while?"
Michelangelo looks down at his beer bottle.
I can see a look of debate in his eyes, and I smirk when he nods and pops the top off of his.
We cling our bottles together before taking a large swig. The burning sensation of the bittersweet beverage is soothing, and I heave a long sigh of refreshment.
Beside me, Michelangelo cringes, his face squeezing. "It's so strong!" He exclaims.
"Yeah, but no one drinks it for the taste, we drink it for the anesthetic."
No Pov
Raphael and Michelangelo slipped into the elders house, where a group of teens awaited their return.
The second their feet stepped past the door, Kala slapped Michelangelo clan across the face.
Surprised, Mikey shrieked, demanding an reasoning for the harsh action. "You two just left without telling us where you were! We've been worried sick!" Kala slaps her boyfriend again, and that's when Raphael jumps in.
"You get your hands off him and leave him the fuck alone." Raphael has always been protective over his brothers, especially Mikey. When it came down to it, Raphael would do whatever it took to protect his family.
"You have no right to boss me around, so fuck off!" The fact that Kala swore was unbelievable, and that's when everyone knew that she wasn't messing around.
"Woah, woah, woah, everyone needs to just calm down right now." Leonardo out his hands up, urging everyone to settle down.
"Ya, why don't you listen to fearless, Kala?" Raphael hissed.
Donatello glared at his older brother and stepped forward. "Raph seriously you need to- wait, why do you two smell like alcohol?"
Raphael and Michelangelo exchanged worried looks. That was one thing neither of them had thought off. They slipped Leonardo's ID into his wallet, which had been left in the car. If Yoshi discovered that the ID had been taken, Leo would be the one in trouble, not Raph and Mikey.
"Did you two go out drinking?" Leonardo could feel anger boiling in veins, and Karai could clearly see it, as she wrapped her arms around him protectively, holding him back.
"Yes, we did. Mikey needed something to keep his mind off your guys' harsh words and I gave it to him. If I'm such a bad guy for that then throw me in jail. But what I did is nothing compared to all of your words." Raphael's emerald orbs narrowed at the eldest of the quadruplets, staring him down.
"Seriously, Raph? You went out and drank, with Michelangelo?! Why the hell do you two always have to ruin everything?!"
Raphael threw his hands up in the air offensively. "Oh really? We're the ones who ruin everything? What about you and your girlfriend? In case you've forgotten, you two have caused more stress than anything since moving in after your little 'incident.' Fighting non stop, buying a dog, constantly breaking laws. One of these days you two are gonna wind up in jail and no one's gonna bail ya out." Raphael taunted, glaring at the twosome in front of him.
"You leave Karai out of this!"
"Right, of course. But then there's Donnie-boy over here. Mr. Sensitive, the workaholic. Tell me, Don, when was the last time me and you sat down and had a conversation that didn't surround work or school or finances or trips? When was the last time you hung out with Mikey? When was the last time you helped me fix my motorcycle and them joked around with me afterwards? When was the last time you sparred with Leo, just for fun? But above all, when was the last time you told April you loved her?" Raphael knew how to break people, and that's exactly what he intended on doing.
Donatello, offended, took a few steps back, standing behind Leo and Karai. April and Mons sat off to the side, watching this all play out.
Raphael now turned to Kala, the last wrongdoer who hurt Mikey today. "And finally, Kala. The girl who claims to love my little brother. But do you really? Are you using him for something? Something you're not receiving as you hoped? Is that why you're so impatient with him? Is that why you're constantly attacking him?" Kala sobbed, tears raining down from her eyes faster than ever. No, she loved Mikey, she wasn't using him, she just impatient.
"Raphael, stop it! Your drunk you need to calm down." Mona stepped towards her boyfriend. She urged him to settle, she hated to see him this angry.
"But that's just it, Mona, I'm not drunk. I had two bottles of beer, same with Mikey. Two small little bottles. I am not drunk, I'm in complete control of my emotions and this is what I'm doing, not the alcohol." Raphael spinners slowly, getting a good look at everyone in the room. "Today, a soul was crushed. Words were spat at it, making it feel worthless and unwanted. Making it believe that he was a burden to his family and friends. That soul is Mikey, and his taunters are you! Do you want to hurt him? Was it an accident, or on purpose? Are you going to apologize, or punish him further? Are you going to be the hero or the villain?"
Raphael dared to question the choices of his loved ones.
At this moment, the family was split in half, a quaking ripple sending a crack between everyone.
It was Raph, Mona, April, and Mikey versus Kala, Leo, Karai, and Donnie. Nothing was as it should be, and that would cause for complications at tomorrow's wedding. Complications that could mean the end of a family that was once so beautiful.