Sweet Dreams – 04

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"How am I supposed to make any kind of decent meal for this family if I can't even use the kitchen!? Do you want everyone to starve!? Do you think we can survive off of freakin' trail mix!? I need to use the kitchen Donnie! I must cook food! It's not like anybody has even been in this place recently, who cares if I use the pots and stuff? How about this, I'll clean the whole thing before I use it okay? After all, I'm not about to use dusty utensils. Pllleeeaaasseee?"

Don pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers as his other hand rested on his hip. He knew there was no point in arguing with his younger sibling, he usually caved anyways. And Mikey knew he was on the verge of breaking because it was that moment he decided to bring out the heavy artillery. He stuck his bottom lip out so it quivered and made his turquoise eyes wide and watery. Damn it…

The purple clad ninja sighed in defeat. "Fine, Mikey. But I don't trust you to clean anything by yourself so get someone to help you."

The other grinned and hopped up and down. "Sure, works for me!" he turned and raced out of his older brothers' bedroom, which was across from his and Raph's, to go and find some willing helpers.

"You actually gave in? How'd he manage that?"

Don turned to Leo and crossed his arms. "Three words. Puppy. Dog. Eyes."

The blue clad smirked and walked away.

"She wants to touch me woah, she wants to love me woah, she'll never leave me woah, woah, oh oh. Don't trust a ho, never trust a ho, won't trust a ho, won't trust me. She wants to touch me-" Mikey broke off in mid screech when he saw his father walk into the room and grinned sheepishly.

April stopped swinging her hips and looked over her shoulder at her friend. "Why'd you stop? It was right in the middle of the chorus!"

"April, the words of that song are totally inappropriate, how can you even think of singing them?" The turtle tsked, turning back to the pots he was currently washing.

"What!? You're the one who was singing! I was just dancing and…oh, hi master Splinter."

The rat chuckled and walked further into the room, setting his walking stick up against the wall. "Do you need any help in here? It sounds like you might be…distracted."

Mikey waved his hand and scoffed. "Distracted? Us? Nah, we're just trying to pass the time is all. But we're fine, thanks sensei. But do you think you could tell Raph to come and help us? There are some high shelves in here that need reaching, and a green giant is just what we need."

"I heard that ya lil' brat!" came an angry growl from the living room.

Mikey and April snorted and continued with their business, not even acknowledging Leo when he came in. He was holding a mop and bucket and had sweat running down his forehead. "Four buckets of water. Four! Just how long has it been since somebody set foot in this place!?" Nobody paid him any attention as he muttered angrily to himself and filled his big red bucket up for the fifth time.

"Alright. What'ya wan' me ta do?" Raph grumbled as he made his appearance. He looked truly pissed that he had to get up off his ass and do something that involved work.

"Start taking all the pots from the top cupboards. " April said, picking up a frying pan and starting to dry it.

The red clad ninja mumbled something incoherent and did as he was told. He took a rather large bowl down from the shelf and coughed when his head was engulfed with dust. He swore loudly and placed the bowl on the counter, making the dust float towards the turtle washing dishes. His nose twitched slightly and his eyes watered. "Ahh…AAhhh…ACHOO!"

"Damn it Mikey!" Raph yelled, as soap suds covered the side of his face.

"It's not my fault! You made the dust come over here! You know dust makes me sneeze!"

"Yeah, well ya still could've turned the other way so ya didn't blow suds in my face!"

The youngest rolled his eyes. "It's just soap, get over yourself. Pass me that bowl."

The other grumbled something rather rude but complied nonetheless, not even noticing what the dish contained when he grabbed the rim. He was too busy thinking about how much he would love to take the orange banded turtle by the neck and bash his head against the counter multiple times.

Mikey grabbed the bowl and placed it in the water, sticking his tongue out at Raph. He looked down at the soap sudsy dish and arched an eye ridge. There was something big, black and hairy clinging to the inside of it. Wondering what kind of food it had resembled once upon a time, he tried scrubbing at it with the wash rag, 'tried' being the key word here. As soon as he touched it, the ball grew legs and raced up his arm.

The scream that erupted from the small turtle could have shattered every window in the building, and pop the ear drums of everyone within a 100 mile radius.

"SPIDER!!!!"

Michelangelo continued screaming as if he was on fire, all the while flinging his arm so hard it was a wonder why he didn't dislocate it. The spider seemed to like its spot on the ninja's forearm and was determined to stay there no matter what.

"Flick it off with your finger!" April yelled, trying to be heard over the high pitched screaming.

"NO WAY AM I TOUCHING IT!" He screamed back.

"It's already touching you!"

The ninja gave one last very un-masculine flick of his arm and the arachnid flew through the air, landing right on top of Raphael's bald, emerald head.

"Oh my god, it bit me!" Mikey wailed, holding his arm tightly where a small red spot could be seen. "I'm gonna die! It probably had rabies! I'm gonna get rabies and die!"

But nobody was paying attention because they were all staring at Raph who was still as a statue, waiting for some kind of a reaction. His eye twitched.

From there it was all down hill…

Okay, yes. I know this chapter is short, and it sucks. But I've been really busy with my dancing and school on top of that. But, I really wanted to update something for you guys so I though I would end the chapter here. Hopefully from here on out it will be easier for me to write it.

Lemme know what ya'll think. Please and thank youse! XD