The thief woke up to several light taps on her shoulder. She mumbled a little, something about sheep then swatted the hand. After a few seconds, the tapping continued. The girl groaned tiredly and cracked an eye open. Some turtle with a red mask stood by her bed, "Hey, you're awake. Good morning, uh, Miss Thief?" he scratched his neck nervously. The girl did a little stretch and nodded, "Good morning. Also, Miss Thief?"
Raph shrugged his shoulders, "You didn't give a name. You wouldn't give your name would ya?"
"No. Private and confidential because of the occupation and all. Would an alias settle your curiosity?"
"Sure, as long we don't have to call you the thief girl or Miss Thief,"
"My alias is Silver Knight, but just call me Silver or Sil for now," she offered with a smile.
Raph extended his hand out for a shake, "Well then Sil, my name's Hamato Raphael but you can call me Raph. I thought it would be time for a proper introduction," Sil smiled brightly and shook his hand, "Thanks, Raph. I caught your name before but thanks."
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Raph escorted Sil to the kitchen where they met the rest of the turtles.
"Oh, hey girl. You are just in time for breakfast!" Mikey welcomed them and waved them over will a spatula in his hands. The girl was greeted by the sweet aroma of whatever Mikey decided to create.
"Do we really need to share our table with a common thief?" Leo's jab made Mikey groan. "We are over this, Leonardo. She's a good person, I can tell. She was just doing her job. If she wanted to hurt us she would have done it already," The turtle in blue rolled his eyes then walked right up into Sil's personal space and glared at her.
"We are taking her in as a captive, not a guest," he informed, "and I suggest you not to get comfortable around my family. I don't trust you or your shady employer." Sil huffed in amusement, "The feeling's mutual, Leonardo. I don't trust you either. But as Mikey said, if I wanted to harm you I would have done so already." Sil winked and tried to move away but Leo lunged forwards and grasped tightly around her wrist.
"Whatever, thief. You better watch your step. One wrong move and I will slay you." Both individuals passed hateful glares at the other. "Let go of me" she threatened.
Just before the two of them could get into a fight, Raph jumped in the middle and parted them. Sil yanked her wrist and cradled it close to her chest. "Cool it, Leo. She couldn't go anywhere if she wanted to with those mystic cuffs on and she would not leave without her package."
Leo looked upwards at his brother and sighed. "Fine," he begrudgingly sat in his chair. "Also just so we all know, she goes my Sil." Raph gently guided her to sit between himself and Donnie, while Mikey set the food down on the table. "Sil, a wonderful name," the orange-speckled turtle beamed. Donnie as per usual decided to let his expertise in knowledge shine.
"Sil? Is that short for something? Most likely not your actual name since you obviously keep the details of your transaction private. Giving out your real name would be a foolish move, though awfully generous, and could jeopardize your job."
Sil listened to the purple turtle, amused and impressed to a certain degree. "Possibly an alias? Code name?" he turned to ask her. "I have to hand it to you. On all accounts you are right. Sil is just a shorter version of my alias" Sil explained. She thanked Mikey silently as he passed her a plate of waffles.
"Sil, huh? Let me guess, short for silver tongue 'cause you somehow managed to persuade my brothers into thinking you're some good thief?" Everyone at the table groaned again, Sil just gave Leo a dull look. "Drop it, Nardo. This topic has become very repetitive," Donnie slowly told his brother.
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Mr and Mrs Hamato
FanfictionAfter the Krang invasion of NYC, Hamato Donatello learns of his future self and the life he has made, from Casey Jr. Donatello is even more intrigued that the future him had managed to find himself a wife... -> The pic of donnie in the cover is n...