Waking Up

Waking Up

Waking Up

Leo was usually the least likely to argue with Splinter, but this was just too much. “But, Sensei, couldn’t I bunk with Don?” He looked warily at Raph. “Or even with Raph?” His tone said, ‘anywhere but with Mikey.’

“What’s wrong with bunking with me?” Mikey whined. “I’ll share. And I’m not grouchy like Raph and I won’t be up all night tinkering with some new invention like Don. I think I’m the perfect roommate.” He grinned.

“Sure, if you want to have nightmares about cartoon hero’s after falling asleep with them staring at you from the walls,” Raph grumbled.

Leo stepped closer to him. “I was actually more worried I would have to listen to him spouting all their assets all night long.”

Raph grinned, “Theirs or his?” Then he turned to Splinter and said, “Sensei, I wouldn’t mind him hanging out in my room for a little while.”

Splinter raised his eyebrows in surprise, but nodded his assent. “All right, my sons. You may bunk together while we have visitors.”

Of course Mikey had to have the last word. “Fine, we superheroes prefer each others company without the riffraff anyway.”

April giggled at his silliness. She turned to Splinter then. “Thank you so much, Splinter.”

“You are most welcome, Miss O’Neal,” Splinter answered. “We will have to ask your friends if this is all right with them when they waken. You are welcome in our home.”

April heard Raph clear his throat. She glanced toward him. He was standing with his arms crossed, smirking. Then he winked at her, knowing he had won. She glared at him, wanting so badly to beat him at his own game. ‘Someday’ she thought. ‘Someday, when he least expects it, I will get him back.’

“Hey, you guys. Look! They’re waking up!” Mikey announced.

Everyone went over and stood in front of the couch, except for Splinter, who had remained seated. “My sons, please come over here.”

“But Sensei, we want them to see their new heroes,” Mikey replied.

“Michelangelo,” he said, firmly.

“Yes, Sensei, but…..”

“Sit.”

The four turtles sat. They all looked at him questioningly. “Do you remember what happened when Miss O’Neal first saw the four of you?”

They all glanced at April and started to shake their heads, when Raph’s face brightened. “Oh, yes. When she saw our handsome faces she passed out cold,” he declared.

April could feel her face turn red, but she refused to acknowledge him.

“That is correct, Raphael. These ladies have already been unconscious for quite a while. We do not want to cause them further grief.”

“Yes, Sensei,” they all chorused, and then they sat quietly and watched the drama that was unfolding.

As Lily started moving around Splinter silently motioned for the turtles to move behind the couch.

Lily rubbed her hand across her eyes, then stretched and moaned in pain. “What happened?” She opened her eyes and looked around. “Where am I?”

The turtles and Splinter stood silently where the ladies would not see them first thing.

To find out the ladies reactions to waking up in the lair you will have to watch for my next story, Where Are We?