3 pm rolled around like every other day, the 5 youngest mutants would roll out of bed -thanks to their nocturnal schedule- and stumble to the kitchen to hopefully find a cup of ambition that Mikey hadn't polished off already.
-Raphael's POV-
*BEEP*BEEP*BEEP*
*groan* "...shut up..... please just once shut..up....."
The clock was persistent in its annoying beeping. Raph could feel his annoyance start to build up and before his brain could fully function he brought his arm out and brought it down on the unsuspecting clock. The clock was smashed and Raph let a sly grin of victory snake onto his face. He was ready to curl back into his heavenly nest of pillows but then something popped into his head. He muttered into his pillow, "Book. Rae's room. Sleep........... aw shi-"... he groaned and opened his eyes to look at the damage, the clock sure was broken. But it wasn't his. It was Rae's beloved little Harry Potter alarm clock.
Raph could recall several years back when Rae had come to Donnie with an antique clock who fixed it up for her and she spent days delicately painting her visioned Hogwarts castle on the back of it. 'She loved the darned thing'. His eyes shot up to the hammock only to see it unoccupied and thanked his lucky stars that she wasn't there to tear him a new one.
"Not yet anyways" he muttered under his breath.
He pushed himself from the pillows and then looked down at the tiny problem that stood in his way. He looked around the room, gathered a broom and dustpan in the corner of the room, and cleaned up the crime scene.
Raph debated on owning up to it, 'would probably get me into less trouble with Rae' he thought...
"Nahhhh"
'Coffee first. This is going to be a problem for Future Raph. Sorry bud'. And with that final thought, he exited the room.
He jumped from the overhang [their rooms were on a second level, and there was a staircase connecting both levels] and followed the promising fragrance of a fresh cup of coffee and music to the kitchen.
-3rd person POV-
The kitchen was bursting with activity as Mikey and Rae danced around the kitchen singing to "Waiting For Superman - Daughtry" into their pretend microphones -the spatula and tongs.
Mikey: "She's dancing with strangers, falling apart-" cue falling to his knees dramatically and throwing his hands up in the air
Rae swooped in and grabbed ahold of Mikey's outreached arms, gathering him up in her arms, and with a push of her wings, she was standing again, holding Mikey (Mikey was the only turtle she could hold, even with her mutant strength the others were too heavy). Without missing a beat She continues the song, "Waiting for Superman to pick her up"
both harmonizing horribly: "In his aaarrrrrrrmmmmmmmmms, yeah!"
"In his AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRMMS YEAHHH---- OOOF" Mikey was cut off from his singing...
"In his aaarrrrrrrrrrmmmms, Ye- *sniff* THE EGGS!!!" Rae dropped Mikey to the floor (How he was cut off from singing) with a bonk and Rae hurdled him to get to their burning breakfast.
Donnie and Leo, who were seated at the bar attached to the island kitchen, almost fell out of their seats from laughing so hard at the scene the two created, Leo could barely get the words through his laughing "In.. her ARMS much Mikey? HAHAHAHA!!!!" Donnie wasn't much better, himself turning the color of his mask because he was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe, he started smacking at Leo's arm, trying to get his attention through his wheezing.
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Protectors - TMNT
FanfictionOn the night of Sacks Lab destruction, another life is affected by the green mutagen and the family of 4 turtles and a rat will welcome another mutant into their home. These lives were changed on the same night, and their destinies would forever be...