TMNT Lone Snake and Cubs (Oneshots)

The Worst Time Of The Year

'Why, why every year does this unbearable pain come back? It's been 7 years now.'

Miwa was laying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was almost Christmas Eve, the anniversary of Milo's death and each year Miwa is reminded of that horrible day all over again. The pain is just too much for her to bear, she did not even want to get out of bed but she did not have any choice, she had three little ones who depended on her.

"Mamà!" Speaking of which, Miwa's youngest child, Milagro, was ponding her little fists on the door. "Mamà! Wake up, we're hungry!" Miwa sighed and left to go make them breakfast.

In the kitchen, the Girls were laughing and talking while Miwa slightly wished they would shut up. Today, all she wanted was peace and quiet but she knew that was wishful thinking. There was no way in hell that her six-and-a-half-year-old Girls would be quiet.

"Mommy?" Glory called.

"What is it, Gloriana?"

Glory looked at her concern. "You ok? You look sad?"

Miwa didn't know if the Girls were ready to know about their Father, she is not even certain if they know what a Father is. They have seen it on TV, sure, but Miwa has told them not everything on TV was real, maybe they thought a Father was just some TV character.

"I am fine, Glory. I am just...not feeling well."

"Mamà! Mamà!" Milo called as she ran in the kitchen. She and Viper went to the bathroom earlier.

Miwa got up from her seat and went to the bathroom. "What's going on?"

"It's Viper! She's sick! She's throwing up really bad!" Milo yelled in panic.

Miwa took a closer look and saw her Daughter's head leaning close to the toilet. Her snake hair and eyes were droopy. Miwa went to her and rubbed her back in soothing circles. "It's ok, Vi. Just let it out."

Miwa felt her head; she was a little warm, she must have caught Milo's cold. She sighed. 'Just like before.'

Flashback

Hamato Miwa and her three, 1 year old Daughters were sleeping soundly in the sewers...until-

*Cough* *Cough*

Little Viper was in another coughing fit for the 100th time tonight and Miwa woke up, patty her back. "It's ok, Vi." She soothed but the baby kept crying and coughing.

Viper has been running a fever and coughing like this for a week now, it hasn't gotten worse but it has not gotten any better either. Miwa feared if this keeps up her baby might die in the middle of the night. She sighed, knowing what needs to be done.

Later, Miwa was banging on a door to someone's house while holding her sick baby in her arm. Someone finally opened the door, reviling Francesca. "What are you doing here?!" She demanded. "I thought I made it perfectly clear that I want nothing to do with you!"

"Francesca...please, I need your help. My Daughter, Viper, has been sick for a week and she is not getting any better! I need your help to get her medicine!" Miwa bugged.

Francesca scoffed. "Why can't you get it yourself?"

Miwa sighed. "You know I can't! They have cameras that can detect mutants and they have those blood test things! Please, I'm bugging you, I don't know if she will make it through another night!"

Francesca looked down at the baby in Miwa's arms and her heart cringed. The baby was beautiful, she was a perfect mix of both Miwa and Milo. These Girls are what her son had left behind and she knows he would never forgive her if she allowed something to happen to one of them. So, she agreed to help then she and Miwa went to the infirmity.