Hi everyone! I decided to take a break from my current collabs and Old and Young. Oh and I want to say, I HAVE NOT forgotten about "The Art of Brotherhood" I just want to finish these other stories first. Oh and in other news, I have a poll up on my profile about my next story I should start. Should it be:
A sequel to "Where's Leo?"
Or
A Super Turtles Story?
Make sure you vote, or if you can't vote on the poll, then you can leave your vote in a review or send it in a message.
Oh would you listen to me talk? I almost sound like some kind of good author. Well, to the story!
I really wish I could claim ownership of the quad team of adolescent bipedal terrapin ninja warriors, but alas, I can not.
The eldest sat at the brown, worn down, wooden table as he stared across the way at his red masked brother. The young tot was trying to avoid his older brother's gaze by tipping the plastic, green colored cup in his hand back enough that the only thing he would see is the bottom of the cup and so none of the milk would spill.
Finally, the elder blue banded turtle sighed and spoke his curiosity, "What's wrong Raphael?"
Raph lowered the cup but didn't take it away from hiding his face, "I-I'm f-fine."
"Raphael, what you three went through with the Foot today was something a child of your age shouldn't have to. I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you."
"Aniki?" Raph said through a gulp as he sat the cup down and stared down at his legs, which he began swinging distractedly.
"Yes?"
"I-"
"AH!"
Leo was in the living room in a second where he found his now awake, orange masked youngest brother shaking and crying. Leo quickly collected the turtle tot into his arms and had to bite back a groan as he noticed Donatello beginning to wake as well. Thankfully, the purple clad turtle blinked only once before snuggling back into the pillow and falling asleep once again.. The eldest breathed a sigh of relief and reentered the kitchen where Raph was sitting a the wooden table.
"Shh," Leo breathed as he gently rocked Mikey in his arms.
Mikey sniffed, wiped away his tears, and looked up at his eldest brother. Though tears once again trailed down his face he reached out and wrapped his arms around Leo's neck. The blue clad turtle sat down and whispered quiet words to his youngest brother. A few minutes later Mikey grew silent and turned his blood shot eyes to stare at the cup across the table. An unusual sound came from his throat and Leo looked across the table as well and then let a smile of understanding cover his face. Leo stood up and walked over to Mikey's chair, sitting the tot down on the books stacked there. Leo turned towards the cabinets, pulled out a small, orange plastic cup and poured the young orange masked turtle tot some milk. The youngest happily took the cup and started drinking rather sloppily, some of the milk dripping down onto his chin. Raph frowned and jumped down from the table before walking back to the living room. Leo glanced at Mikey and then got up to follow his red masked brother out the door.
"Raphael? What's wrong?" Leo asked when he caught up to the red clad tot.
"I-I"
Leo kneeled down and looked his eyes with his brother's.
"I-um…I"
Leo spread his arms with a careful smile, "Come on, you can tell me anything little brother."
Raphael stepped into the embrace before burying his face into Leo's shoulder, "I-I was scared."
Leo smiled, finally he admitted it. Leo stood up with the tot still in his arms, "It's ok Raph, everyone gets scared sometimes."
"You aren't scared of anything," Raphael pointed out.
Leo rolled his eyes, "Hey, this old turtle has plenty of fears."
"Really? What?"
Leo smiled and looked towards the couch where Donatello was still sleeping. The eldest made his way over and sat down beside his purple clad brother, reaching out with one hand to rest on the little one's shell while the other held his red clad brother close.
"I'm scared of heights, failure and loss."
Raphael opened his mouth to say something when Leo's shell cell rang. The blue clad turtle let Raph sit in his lap while he answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Leo, it's April, turn on the news now!"
Leo frowned and held the phone to his ear with his shoulder while he reached for the remote. When the news did come on his mouth fell open.
There was April's antique shop, completely in ruins.
A news reporter came onto the screen, "The police are searching the area for any clue as to who the attempted murderer was. The owner, April O'Neil was thankfully away from the shop, so no one was injured in the bombing."
"Bombing?" Leo asked in a shocked gasp.
"That's right," April said over the phone.
Leo shook his head to clear it, "April, where are you?"
"Down at the police station, Casey's with me."
"I want you two to come to the lair now," Leo said sternly, "I don't want you two on the surface."
"I can take of myself Leo."
"Please April, don't you get it? The bomb was there for a reason. The bomb is the reason they didn't take my brothers. They had planned to kill them with that bomb, I don't want you two up there where you're venerable to more of their attacks."
"Leo I-" April sighed, "Ok, we'll be there in 15 minutes tops."
"Thank you," Leo breathed and hung up. When he glanced down he realized that Donatello was trying to crawl in his lap like Raphael had.
"Who was that Aniki?" Donny asked while rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"It was April, our friend."
The two tots grew stiff and their eyes grew wide but they relaxed when Leo pulled them close. Mikey came out of the kitchen, wearing a full milk moustache and begging to be held as well.
It was exactly twelve minutes and ten seconds later that the elevator in the lair opened and out stepped April and Casey. Leo had been in the kitchen, fixing dinner when he heard the elevator doors opening and the rushing of tiny feet against the ground.
"Aniki!" the voice of his younger brothers yelled.
Leo turned away from the chicken he was dicing and met the frightened eyes of his little brothers. He bent down and scooped them into his arms as April and Casey walked into the kitchen.
"Yo Leo! What's up?" Casey called out.
Mikey flinched and let out a whimper. Leo sighed and motioned April and Casey over to the table before setting the young tots down.
"Ok, you three go play in your room until I call you for dinner."
They nodded and rushed out of the room, thankful to be away from the humans. The blue clad turtle sighed and turned to the others.
"Wow," Casey said, "April told me what happened, but I didn't expect that."
"Where was the bomb?" Leo asked, determined to get right to the point.
April glanced at the kitchen doorway uneasily, "It was on the top shelf in my closet."
Leo tightened his hands into fists and slammed them down onto the table, "I knew the Foot had some reason for not taking them."
"How are they doing, you know, after that?" April asked.
Leo uncurled his hands and sat down in his own chair, "Donatello's clinging, Mikey's having nightmares and Raphie's trying to be brave by not saying anything."
"Did you just call him Raphie?" Casey asked with a freaked out look on his face.
Leo smiled tauntingly, "Yeah, those three have always had those childish nicknames."
"Ah man," Casey cried, "I could've used that for blackmail."
Nevertheless, this made them all share small smiles with one another. Then, a loud banging came from the front door before it was torn down.
"LEATHERHEAD!"
"ANIKI! HELP!"
Wow. O_O
That was long. Ok, time for trouble! YAY!
Ok, you'll find out what happened in the next chapter. Don't worry I'll have it posted by next month!
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Just kidding. Maybe I'll post it tomorrow, if I get three reviews by then. Well, I'm going to go get some ice cream. BYE!
~Moonsetta