"So what you're telling me," said Casey, "Is that there's two more of you, along with Splinter?"
"That's exactly what they're saying," I replied, smacking Casey upside the head, "I sometimes worry about you, ya know that?"
Hearing him grunt, I flopped down onto the couch, not caring that Donatello was on one end of it. Propping my feet in his lap, I took a moment to think about what happened today. I woke up this morning actually wanting to go to school and not have Casey force me to go, as per usual, sort of anyway. That was a new concept to me. But just as I was about to go, my curiosity had gotten the better of me, which is how I ended up meeting Splinter's sons, which is always a plus. From the way I see it, its always good to know everyone that's on your side, unlike some organization that I shall not mention. Then, I realize that after I had my little 'meet and greet' with Splinter and the turtles, I realized that I was late to classes, extremely late. So late in fact, I only made like the last 15/20 minutes of class. Oh and it got even better. Just after I get out of school, I spot a group of Foot and over hear them talking about me. I can tell you right now, it didn't surprise me at all since he-who-should-not-be-named wants me. And all of that brings me to where I'm at currently, on the couch with my feet propped up on Leo.
Resting my head on the arm rest, I asked, "So why else are you guys here other than the fact that Master Splinter asked you and Michelangelo to make sure I got here safely?"
"Why do you ask him all the smart questions?"
"Because Mikey," started Leonardo, "She knows that I would give the better answer. Master Splinter wanted us also to remind you that he wants a training day tomorrow. I guess he wants to know how well you would fight with us, in case there was a time where we had to fight side-by-side with each other. And by the looks of things, I'm guessing that statement will be true all but soon."
Giving out a grunt, I said, "Of course he would want that. Now don't get me wrong, Splinter has a good point and all. The only thing is, I don't want to drag you four into the mess I created."
"As Master Splinter always says, 'One must learn to rely on others every now and again.'"
"I know, I know. Its just, ugh. But with all that aside, I would like to know Raphael is still going on about how I was with the Foot at one point but now 'apparently' good?"
"Indubitably," responded Michelangelo, "At least he was when we left the lair. He'll calm down eventually, just give him a few days."
"Or," I said while sitting upright, "I could always sic Casey on him, see what happens."
Apparently what I said was funny to the turtles, why, I have no idea. The one thing I did know in this situation was why Casey was laughing. It was because every time something went a little askew, I would always say to the person that I knew people that could harm them. Of course, the person I was saying that to knew that I was living with Casey and after that, they would run off with their tail in between their legs. Though the voice in my head was telling me that it was not a good idea for those two to meet under that kind of situation and to avoid it, if at all possible.
With all that aside, I had a nagging little voice in the back of my head telling me I wouldn't be able to keep this up for much longer. Something telling me that shit was about to go down and go down hard. Knowing myself the way I knew, I only saw one possibility, and that was to take the problem and shove it down the throat. Running from the Foot was not an easy task.
"Earth to Kris," I heard Casey say very loudly, "I believe Leo just asked you a question."
Shaking my head, I looked over to Leonardo and said, "Sorry, what was your question."
"Have you heard anything about the Shredder recently? Or do you know what he's doing?"
"Not really, considering I've been away from the hide-out for a little longer than six months. Would have been longer, but Master Splinter wanted me to slowly pull away from the Clan so things would be less obvious."
"What kind of things?"
Giving a sigh, I replied, "Stuff I'll tell you about latter on, okay Mikey. Presently, I have got a strange feeling about tonight."
Casey gave me a look, but he didn't question it. It was times like these that Casey kept a closer eye on me than normal, for the sheer fact that I had the tendencies to go off on my own. At these time I would be gone from anything between a half-hour to half-a-day. Granted, the half-a-day thing only happened once, but boy did Case never let me forget that. So now every time I mention anything remotely related to the Shredder, he gets a little paranoid. Its not like I don't mind, quite the opposite actually. It was a nice change of pace for me, since the last time I depended on someone, they threw me out like yesterdays trash. Plus, they only talked to me when it was convenient for them. At the time I hadn't realized that, but I've learned my lesson since then.
Stretching, I shook the thoughts out of my head and said, "I'm going to call it night early, if that's okay with you Casey."
"Who am I to stop you?" was the only answer I got and the one I was looking for. I went into my room, closed the door. I made sure that no one followed me. When the coast was clear, I- snuck out my window. Reason why is because I don't need Foot finding out where Casey lives and have to relocate to someplace else. I really didn't want to relocate, I've grown quite attached to Casey's place. I mean, sure, its a bachelor pad, but hey, I called it home now.
Reaching the pavement, I looked up, silently sent my prayer that Casey wouldn't follow me into what I was about to do and ran for my destination. Let's just say that I had a meeting to go to and it happens only once a month. And so far, Casey hadn't caught on to what was going on. But since I let it slip that I had a bad feeling about tonight, I feel as though Casey will notice something is up.
"Of course she ran out on me," Casey yelled.
"What do you mean exactly?"
"He means that Kris told Casey that she was going to bed when actually she snuck out on him. It makes me wonder if there's something going on tonight that she isn't telling anyone, not even Master Splinter."
"Why would she do that?"
"Because," growled Casey, "She doesn't want anyone to get hurt, even if it meant risking her own life. I wish the god she would learn by now that its not the way to go. I don't need her to get hurt or worse. I just want her alive. Come on you two, we have a teenage girl to find."