Chapter Four: Meaning of Colors
"Words are chameleons, which reflect the color of their environment." Learned Hand
Ok, so now what do you do to pass time when you have no comics, games or even light to draw on the floor? Well you can stare at the walls, for one, and make shadow puppets. Or you can just daydream of being the Turtle Titan and saving the day and getting the hot babes like in the comics.
Yep, it was all Michelangelo could do for the time being, as he could only lie on his side on the floor for the moment. Man, this was so bunk! There was nothing to do in their cell—hell, even some foot ninja to talk smack to would have been something to do for the hyperactive one of the four.
"BOOORRRRRRRINGGGG!" He yawned, stretching out his body from hands to toes as his voice echoed in the emptiness.
Leo cracked open an eye at the long, dull word from Mikey. Hell, he was just meditating to pass some time, but with Mikey also came a lot of sounds. Maybe he should try and teach Mikey some meditation when they get back to the Lair, just to keep him quiet for next time this happened. But a quiet Michelangelo? Might as well imagine hell freezing over.
Huffing a bit, Leo wanted to yell out the words but kept a composed tone he used on his little brother. "Well, just yelling out words is not going to help in this boredom, Michelangelo. Why don't you try the breathing exercises Sensei taught us a few days ago?"
Breathing exercises? While they are trapped and caged by who knows what thugs? Man, Leo could not pick a worse time to be Mr. Ninja. Mikey huffed a bit and felt the same old urge to tell Leo to shove it and find a life outside of Ninjutsu!
Leo heard nothing from his brother for a moment. Then he started to sing—not the normal kind of music, but it had to be the Pokémon theme song! Of all things his brother had to pick to sing while in a cell that would echo and bounce around, it had to be the Pokémon theme song! Leo reached up to cover his ears. He gound his teeth as the words filtered though like a hammer to his poor, already overworked brain!
"I want to be the very best, like nnnnnnnoo one ever was! To catch them is my…" Mikey sat on his butt, legs crossed and moving in tune to the music. "I will travel across the land…"
He couldn't take it any more! "MIKEY, SHUT THE HELL UP!"
Hearing Leo yell at the top of his voice made the youngest stop in mid line and nearly drop his jaw. Fearless never yelled at them unless he got really mad, but normally that was Raph when Mikey drove him up the wall, or if Donnie was getting fed up with one of his experiments not going right. His eyes widened and quiet once more filled the cells, but it seemed Leo was far from done.
"Why do you always do this, Mikey? Every time something down right life threatening happens, you just seem to try and make a joke out of this. Well, this is not a joke! We have no idea who captured us or why, or even if Donnie and Raph are alive!" Leo spat out the words, glaring at the vent to his brother's cage. "You do this all the time…you have no discipline as ninja!"
Normally Mikey would just shut up and move away from the room when Leo tore him a new one. Then Leo would feel bad about yelling at his brother and go and find him in his room, and they would make up with a little side talk as normal. Yet maybe this time Mikey did have something to say back to their so-called fearless leader.
"So I should just sit here and seek nirvana, think about how maybe dead Raph and Donnie are, worry about us slowly starving to death on top of things, if April and the others are even looking us? Yah, that's a good way to plan, Mr. Leader! Makes this whole situation all the more lighter with your sunny attitude, Leo!" Mikey let the anger weave into his words, also glaring at the vent to his brother's cell. "Makes me feel much better in the end. We could end up dying here over weeks of our bodies slowly feeding off themselves."
Leo blinked. It was unnerving to hear such a harsh tone from his bright brother, but it hit a home run on Leo in his own thoughts. Was Mikey thinking those kinds of dark thoughts? Somehow, when he looked back on these moments, it had been Mikey of all of them to keep holding on to ends their friends and father would find them, or that they would find a way out. Using words to keep their sprits up or even bad jokes to keep them from falling into those dark thoughts time and time again.
Harsh breathing came out of the youngest of the four, sounding like he might be close to crying. Leo peered down at the floor, feeling the guilt in his actions to Mikey in this situation. "I'm sorry, Mikey. I just feel lost, and in truth I have no idea what to do."
Had Fearless just said he was stuck? Blinking, he caught his own breath back from the speech that made him feel his own guilt. "It's ok, dude. I just think we are both feeling a bit lost right now."
Mikey always seemed to pick up on things none of the others said out loud. Leo smiled a bit in his own defeat. "Mikey, a penny for your thoughts?"
"What, just a penny, Leo? Maybe a whole buck and you might get me to make a whole conversation with you, Fearless!" Mikey smiled softly in the surge of humor. "So, my thoughts on what, Leo?"
"Anything, Mikey. Just anything to keep these thoughts away, even just for a while." Leo nearly sounded like a child to his brother, of all people.
It was the request and tone of his brother's voice that made Mikey feel slightly out of place, knowing Leo was replaying on him maybe more than normal without the other two around to act as a buffer from the youngest to the oldest.
"Do you think our mask colors match who we are, Leo?" Mikey smirked, fingering his own mask tails for a moment.
An odd question, which made Fearless think for a moment. "That is a good question, Mikey."
"Take Donnie, right? He's purple, of all the colors! Some say it holds the meaning of judgment, which we all know he has the most of, save you. But he also goes all tech on us to a point where we cannot understand, huh? " Mikey grinned a bit, thinking of his older brother fondly in memories past.
Leo thought about the meaning a bit more. "It goes with royalty, magic, mystery also. Mikey, mystery is something he loves and he will do everything to find the answer to any mystery put up to him. But I don't think seeing maybe Donnie dressed as a king suits him."
Mikey grinned as he thought, "Maybe purple pimp suit? Donnie always gets all the ladies, man!"
Laughter rolled out from Leo's chest at thinking of his brother as a pimp of all things. He tried not to wipe the tears away from the sudden image of his brother with a pimp cane, surrounded by ladies!
"I think you're right, Mikey, but personally I think I am more the ladies man than Donnie." Leo smiled, playing in on an old joke with his young brother.
"Yah, but they always try to kill you too, like a Miss Ninja we both know, huh Leo?"
Smiling a bit more he kept on. "What about Raph? His red color really reflects that temper he has a bit too much of, if you ask me."
Mikey blinked, knowing Fearless was right, but he had done a bit more color research on his own a few weeks ago due to being bored. "True, but it also goes with courage big time. Which is something we know Raph seems to never lack. No matter what is going on, he rushes in full on with out any fear, Leo. Yah, sure it's gotten him and us into trouble, but it's also saved our shells, and a lot of people."
Leaning back, Leo thought a bit deeper into Mikey's words as they sank in. His little brother was deep then. Even he could think at times, when he took time to think out things like this. Personally he would never have looked into their personal colors to get more insight into his brothers. Once more, it seemed their father had been right. Mikey, once he grew up a bit more, this young ninja might even overshadow his big brothers in a manner of a few short years.
Long moments passed as Leo thought of asking Mikey about his own colors and insights. "Mikey?"
Yet all he got was something of a snoring sound from the youngest. Had he gone to sleep in the middle of talking? Leo shook his head, knowing the poor kid needed the sleep maybe more then he did.
"And they call me a buzz kill. Good timing, Mikey."
He leaned against the wall, and the all to well known sounds of his brother sent him to sleep for a few hours, so he might have a clearer view on how to get out of here and find the others."
Note: Well bit of deeper sight into Mikey on this chapter with Leo, I found this one to be the hardest to write some how after trying it out like 4 times! But after looking color meanings it just came out to this! So thanks for reading and please reviews! Also big thanks to Panda once more!