Just The Four Of Us

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~Morning~

Larota is looking for something in the fridge. Irma walks in fidgeting with her fingers.

Irma: Uhm. Larota was it?

Larota: Who's asking. {She pulls out a bottle of Vodka out of the fridge.}

Irma: O-oh uh. Irma. {She puts her hand out} My name is Irma Langestein. {She puts her hand back.}

Larotas eyes widen.

Larota: Your aunt helped us. Well Master Hopu. {She takes of the cork with her hands. Irma gulps.}

Irma: Oh uh yeah!! {Looks around} Where are your sisters? {Sits down at the table.}

Larota: Their training deep in the woods. {She starts chugging the liquid.}

Irma: Uhm. H-how how old are you? I mean like not in a bad way I'm just curious. {She moves her hands nervously.}

Larota: 14. {She wipes her mouth, puts the cork back, and puts the Vodka back in the fridge.}

Irma: Don't you think you're a bit young to be drinking that stuff?

Larota: Sure. If I were a human. {She eyes Irma who is sweaty from nervousness.}

Irma laughs nervously. Larota takes out a pan and some other stuff from the fridge. Other than that it's quiet. Larota breaks the silence.

Larota: Master Hopu isn't feeling well today so I'm in charge today.

Irma: How? She was perfectly fine yesterday...

Larota: It comes unexpectedly sometimes. Hopu is also a very good actor. {She chops somethingon a cutting board.}

Irma: Mhm...

Silence.

Irma: So what happened to that other turtle?

Larota: {concerned) What other turtle?

Irma: I think they'd be 18 by now. I think. 4 years older than you and the others. Hopu told me about it yesterday.

Larota: {stops chopping} We don't talk about her. {She says in a very stern voice.}

Irma: Well. Could you tell me more about this person who's trying to kill you guys?

Larota: You talk too much kid.

Irma: I'm older than you.

Larota throws the knife over Irma head nearly chopping it off. She turns her head around It hits the wall behind her new the picture harshly. Larota turns to Irma and slams the table leaving Irma Startled. She stares at her for a while then takes a deep breath.

Larota: Listen. I'm not trying to be rude here but you talk a lot kid. And I live with three other mutant turtles who just happen to be my sisters and One of them is adopted and they're all chatter boxes. So could you do me a favor and {She drops a small plate of food infront of Irma.} Don't talk with your mouth full. {She walks away and leans against the counter top.}

Irma: How do I know you didn't poison this? {She points at the food.}

Larota: One that's a rude assumption and second that would be such a waste of food. Now eat! Or else you'll be sick later and I don'twant to clean up your puke! {She turns around and looks through the cabinets.}

Irma slowly gets the fork and starts eating. Larota groans and slams the doors. She pushes the Fridge a little.

Irma: So you're like the leader?

Larota: No. Mei is.

Irma: Who's that?

Larota: Venus de milo. The blue one.