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"I agree." Donny said.
"Let's not bother stopping them." Leo turned to his little purple brother.
"Yah. They'll burn out sooner or later. Meanwhile……. Let's see how the baby is doing at Aprils." Donny smiled.
"Yah lets see." Leo turned his back on his bro and looked straight at his first younger brother, Raphael.
"Hay, Raph want to go to April's!!" He yelled. The red fellow stopped running after Mikey and looked at his older brother. He thought that maybe he should stop running after that brat and head to April to check on his son. He's only a few months. Just looking at him gets his spine vibrating. In his mind he hoped that Diego doesn't come back…….to hurt him or his brothers……especially the baby. Talk about concentrating on school work, he had to concentrate practicing on his ninja skills just in case that nut does come back. Raph walked over to him and left Mikey whaling bloody murder to himself instead.
"Yah I'll go. I gotta check on the baby anyway." He reminded them in a gloomy way, but he was glad. He hasn't seen the little biscuit for a long time. He walked passed Leo and Don, head towards the egg shaped elevator and pressed a red button on a blue rock next to the big doors. The turtle waited for a while, while Mikey came trailing after him and poking him on the back. "I'm gonna hurt him some day."
"Did you guys forget? Its my b-day and I hope that you guys have something planned for me…" Raph just wanted to brag, that's all. They all stared at their jungle colored brother with a kind of yah right face. He wanted to laugh. Finally the egg shaped elevator opened and He stepped in side. Donny dashed after him along with Mikey and Leo. The door almost slammed on the blue turtle's bandana. Whoops! He should have waited.
"Are you still feeling uneasy about that guy?" Mikey's face looked reassuring and he looked at his second older brother like a little brother would have. Filled with hope that he would be ok, he grabbed his brother's hands and held them and told him:
"Everything will be ok." He inched closer and smiled as if the words he said had helped. He must have seen the ugly face Raph had made when Mikey smiled because the smile became wider and a little to scary. Raph pushed him away and grunted. He giggled and squeezed Raph's butt!
"Get the hell off me! You have no damn respect!" The red clad yelled.
"Neither do you!" He snapped back. They've reached the surface of New York City. The sun, seeping through the cracks of both the wall and the garage door, was bright and shinning with warmth that Raphael needed to calm down and relax. The heat swept over him and made his skin pleasurably melt. Mikey excitedly pushed past him and headed towards the garage door. He pressed a blue button and the door flew open. He ran like a maniac and disappeared behind the wall next to the door. Raph hopped into the green battle shell and sat uncomfortably on the hard seats.
"Hey Don! Can't cha make these seats with a soft pillow or something'?" He rubbed his own cheeks and sat still. The turtles drove swiftly and ended up farther than he had thought. Raphael sneaked out the back and crawled like a baby to the door of April's. The rest of his brothers did the same. Leo rang the door bell and waited. Finally, April opened the huge, brown door with Raphael's baby in her arms. He ran so quickly into the house and snatched the baby out of April's hand.
"That was not thanks!" April pushed Raphael and the baby giggled. The baby had beautiful hazel eyes and very small fingers. Its mouth was even too small to suck Raphael's thumb like a pacifier. Raph's began to tickle his son with his pinky finger and the baby made a growling noise.
"I guess he doesn't like your baby voice…" Mikey remarked.
"I think little Cloid is grouchy." Raph stated.
"He's been grouchy all day…" April added. "I think he's sick, Raph."
"Let's check his temperature then…" Raphael wasn't nervous. He's done this before. The baby winced in his arms, trying to push his father away.
"Come on Cloid……daddies gotta take ya temperature." The red turtle fussed with the baby. Cloid then began to cry.
"Waaaaaaaawaaaaaaaaa!!"
"Shhhhh….alright….alright calm down." Raph said calmly. He carefully, but quickly placed the thermometer in his son's mouth. The red turtle rubbed the infants head.
"That's my boy…" He said softly. He held his son lightly, but firmly. The baby wined a little and fussed in his father's arms.
"Shhhhhhh…… that's it…" He removed the thermometer ounce he heard it beep.
"He doesn't have a fever. I think my little sand bag is cranky." He rubbed Cloids tummy.
"I think little sand baggy need a little spanky." Raph teased. "Naah…I'm just kidding. Let me take you up stairs so that you can get a nice fat nap….wait…..you know what I'll sleep with you."
"Waaaaah!" Cloid wined.
"What? You don't want me to sleep with you?" Raphael was slowly taking his son upstairs until a loud bang rang out into the kitchen. Cloid quickly held onto his father's wrist with his tiny fingers and smudged his face into his own hand.
"I can tell your gonna need me to help you fall asleep, but I won't leave you. I can't leave you. You know that you can't trust people these days. They'll sneak right through the window and take you and I won't know anythin' about it." Raph held his son tighter and rubbed his son's head again.
"You know what? I will sleep with you. I don't want you to be left alone." Cloid soon fell asleep in his father's arms and began to snore.
"I love you." He opened the door and walked quietly to the bed. Raph plopped onto the soft mattress and let his head give way onto the white cotton filled pillow. He placed Cloid on his chest and his eyes gently closed, letting his warm breath become one with the air as he fell asleep himself. The funny part is……. They both began to snore and both in out pulse became like a rhythm of there own beat to the outside music of cars against the ruff surface of the streets and the ambulance leaving an echo of someone's cry through the building and street lights of New York City.
Note: Cloid……. The ( I ) in C L O I D sounds like an e like Cloed, but is spelled as Cloid.