At the Lair
When we reach the lair, I head to a big room on the left with Raph following, Leo and Mikey going to the couch and Donnie going to his lab. "Lets see what you've got," Raph taunts, getting into a fighting stance and drawing his sais. "No problem," I say, getting into a fighting stance, as well, without drawing my weapon, "You can go first." Raph shakes his head, smirking. "Ladies first," he says, but then I lean against the wall, throwing my weapon out of my reach. "Then I guess I'm not going first," I say, moving out of the way just in time before he pins me, pinning him instead. "You made a big mistake," Raph says, trying to trip me, but I pin his legs, too. "I think different." I reply, letting him up and stepping back, seeing Master Splinter enter the room. Before Raph sees Splinter, he tackles me to the ground. "Ha," the tough turtle says, pinning me. "Raphael," the human-sized rat says sternly, startling the tough turtle into getting off me. "I'm sorry, Sensei," Raph says apologetically, looking toward the ground, "she started it, though!" I stand up and get ready to defend myself, saying, "I did not! I was just training and he joined me, Sensei."
Splinter narrows his eyes at us, taking our weapons. "Until you learn to fight together," Splinter says, "you won't leave here and won't have your weapons!" I nod in understanding, taking it easily. "Hai, Sensei," Raph and I say, bowing and watching Splinter go to his room an closing the door, keeping us in the dojo and waiting until we calm down. Instead, we just fight each other, Raph having more bruises than I do and we finally agree to work together after 48 hours, walking out to the living room. "You're a good fighter, Raph," I say, slightly limping on my right leg because I twisted it. "Thanks," Raph says, "you are, too."