Disclaimer: I only own Art and Masaru.
Sorry for the shortness, I got in my first car crash the other day and I'm still a little shaken up. But don't worry, everyone is okay!
Enjoy! And thanks for reading! Comments and ideas are recommended!
Artemisia sighed, her and her red-clad brother weren't exactly getting along like they used to. But for her other three siblings, she faked a smile and did her best to seem happy, too bad Donatello saw right through her act.
"You don't have to fake being happy, Art." Donnie spoke.
Art frowned, "but I'm not faking, Donatello." she objected.
Don looked at her, and she looked at him back, "What?"
"Never mind..." he breathed, rolling his eyes.
Artemisia truly smiled for the first time that night, "Okay."
Then Michelangelo whispered to Donatello, "What's her deal?"
"She's just upset about her and Raph, Mikey. Just stay out of her way until she cools off, okay?" answered the brainy turtle.
Leonardo skidded to a stop and shushed his siblings, "Somthing is going on down there..." he informed in a hushed voice.
"What's going on?" Asked Art idiotically.
Leonardo gave her one of those 'are you stupid or something?' looks.
Artemisia smacked her forehead, "And now you hate me too." she muttered.
"No I don't. Just listen..." Leo instructed.
Again, Mikey gave a questioning look to his purple masked brother. Donnie only shrugged in response.
A gruff voice came up from the alley, "Give us the money. Now."
Then a wimpy voice came back, "O-okay. Please don't hurt me!"
That was enough for the turtles to know they needed to intervene. Leo started making hand signals that meant, " Art and I will take down the attackers. Mikey and Donnie will get the victim out of there."
"Everybody got it?" he asked.
They nodded vigorously, and Leo smiled.
"On my mark." he held up three fingers and started counting down, "Three... Two... NOW!"
The turtles jumped down and found six Purple Dragons threatening a small and dorky business owner.
Before Leonardo had a chance to even draw a blade, Artemisia had already taken out all six without even worrying about her weapons and the victim was staring into the shadows, wondering what had just happened.
That's when Donnie said, "You should get out of here. Before more come."
"Who- who are you?" requested the man in a small voice.
"It's better that you don't know, dude. Now, please leave so you won't get hurt." Mikey said kindly.
The little man nodded and ran away in a hurry.
They sighed and climbed back onto the roof.
"Dude, Leo, you didn't even do anything! Art was all 'You punks are goin' down!' and just beat them up in five seconds flat!" Cried Michelangelo.
Art crossed her arms, "You timed me?"
Her brother nodded, "Dudette, I time everyone!"
She nodded slowly, "Oookkaaayy..."
"Feel better Artemisia?" asked Leonardo.
Art smiled, "Yeah, actually I do feel- Wait, you let me take them all out on purpose didn't you?!"
"I had to do something! And to be honest, beating up a bunch of bad guys is one of the best ways to blow off steam..." Answered Leo.
Artemisia let her jaw drop, "You're the best, worst, most horribly awesome leader I've ever met..."
"Thanks?"
"Your welcome."
Then Michelangelo's stomach growled, "Can we stop and get a pizza on the way back guys? My stomach is talking to me..."