Chapter 6: Imagination
"Master Splinter, come see what I drawed," Mikey begged his father.
The elderly rat smiled and came over to see what masterpiece his son had created. It was a group of butterflies in different colors. Michelangelo had made them seem so lifelike. It looked like they would fly off the page at any moment.
"Well done, Michelangelo," Splinter praised his son. "You are truly gifted and have a wonderful imagination."
"What's that mean?" Mikey asked.
"It means you are able to think of creative things," Splinter replied.
"Oh," Mikey said with a smile. "Hey, guys, Father says I have a good 'magination."
"No, you don't," Raph protested. "Your pictures suck."
"Raphael, there is no need for such language," Splinter chastised. "Michelangelo does have a good imagination, but so do the rest of you. You only use them in different ways."
"How so?" Leo asked him.
"Well, you use your imagination to lead your brothers in exercises," Splinter explained. "You will one day be good at methods of strategy, which is essential for any kind of ninja. Donatello uses his imagination to make inventions and thinks of ways to fix things. This will also be essential one day, as well as your medical training. Raphael uses his imagination to—"
"Find ways to beat us up," Mikey piped up before Splinter could finish.
Splinter gazed sternly at his youngest son. "Michelangelo, it is not polite to interrupt," he chastised.
"Sorry, Sensei," Mikey said repentantly.
"That is all right," Splinter replied. "As I was saying, Raphael uses his imagination in trying to find ways to protect you from harm, which will be a valuable skill. So, you see, my sons, you all have wonderful imaginations and gifts that you must use wisely. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master Splinter," the Turtles replied.
"Good," Splinter said. "Now it is time for dinner."
The Turtles hurried to help set the table and to help Splinter prepare the meal. As what he said sunk in, the Turtles realized that they were all unique and all of them had different skills that they used, including their imaginations. One thing was for sure: They would always be brothers and would stick together no matter what. That was what a family did for each other.
A/N: Got up to 379 with this drabble. I know that my posting the numbers may seem annoying to you guys, but I just want to record how long each one is and compare all of them. I really hope you enjoyed this one. Feel free to leave a review, and have a shelltastic day.