Chapter 15: Festive
Michelangelo loved holidays. There was just something special with each one. Mikey was often curious about certain holidays and often asked to celebrate them even though the Turtles didn't understand some of them like Hannukah or Kwaanza. They often indulged Mikey and let him have his fun, though Raph admitted that Mikey was often too exuberant about certain ones. His favorite had to be Christmas, and he often annoyed them by singing carols and talking about Santa Claus, even though he was too old to believe in such things. It didn't bother Mikey when Raph would complain about it because Raph just didn't understand the significance of it. As far as Mikey was concerned, no one was too old to believe in things like Santa and miracles.
"When will this end?" Raph moaned one day when Mikey kept humming Christmas carols.
"By my calculations, I'd say three days to go, Raph," Don said with a smile.
Leo put a hand on Raph's shoulder. "Come on, Raph, let Mikey have his fun," he coaxed him. "It means so much to him."
"But he's too old to believe in Santa Claus," Raph complained.
"I know, but let him," Leo said. "Sometimes, it feels good to believe in something, and if believing in Santa Claus makes Mikey happy, then that's a good thing. It's all a part of the season."
"Yeah, whatever," Raph mumbled. But secretly, he admired Mikey's festive cheer and really wished that he could join in with his brother in believing. But he had a reputation to uphold, and it wouldn't do for Leo and Donnie to hear him talking about what presents Santa would leave under the tree for him. He knew he'd never live it down.
A/N: Hit the 291 mark with this one. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Thanks to those who have stuck with these drabbles. It really means a lot to me. Feel free to leave a review, and have a shelltastic day.