Angelo emerged from the bathroom cleaner and more relaxed than he had been in the last two years. Since the death of his older brother Donatello, things were never easy, everything was missing, everything failed and it didn't take long for the Krang to find them, destroying the base where they had been the longest and best.
A shiver ran down his spine, the feeling of eyes fixed on him was very strong. He tried to ignore her knowing that he was one of the children, probably Raphael, who was watching him.
Not that it bothered him, the protective brother syndrome was strong in those dressed in red apparently, but he also didn't want to make the Donnie of this place wait any longer; Even though he wasn't his brother in purple, he still respected him.— Stop there — well, the boy was quite direct, not like his older brother who always approached slowly and respectfully. It was curious to think that this attitude did not change even with the apocalypse upon us.
He turned to face the one in red and for a second he was tempted to look up, he had grown a lot in the twenty-odd years of war but his older brother was three times his size. This Raphael was so different.
"Your brother is waiting for me," he told her softly. "I wouldn't want to be late," he adds with a smile that, he hopes, is conciliatory; because of the frown on the other's face it is not.— I don't want you to get any closer to any of my brothers — little Raphael stands in front of him with a threatening look — you already ate, you already bathed, it's time for you to go — the youngest puts a finger on the plastron of Angelo and pushes him although his strength is not enough to make the older man move from his position - I don't care if my little brother is disappointed for not being able to investigate you, I prefer to see you far from here - in any other circumstance Angelo would have been upset with the aggressive attitude of the youngest, the supreme pizza from heaven knew that they had encountered people like this during the many years of transporting survivors from one place to another and not all of them were in the plan to accept orders from a group of mutants, and he would have simply turned off the fire of his attacker with a simple display of his mystical powers, he did it several times when some hothead wanted to be clever with one of his older brothers, but this time he abstained, he understood where the young man's anger came from, just as that his dear brother, this boy hid his fear behind an aggressive attitude, Raphael was a threat in him, a stranger in his house with a hidden past and a half-told story, even he himself would distrust someone like that.
"I know that my word shouldn't mean anything to you," he says in a more serious tone than the conciliatory one he tried moments ago, "but I can swear on the honor of my family that I have no bad intentions toward you." tone sounds sincere - I didn't lie when I said that I don't know why I'm here or the fact that, for now, I have nowhere to go - he sighs tiredly - I don't intend to stay with you beyond the time necessary to get some answer and to be able to organize my life from now on - he feels a painful tightness in his chest when he thinks about the future he could have in this strange world, he is alone, without his family, without anyone he knows, not even a home and even though there was He tried not to think about it in the time he had been in this place, the realization of his loneliness came to him suddenly and he felt destroyed inside - I have nothing but gratitude for you so I ask you to trust me for a while until can disappear from their lives and...
— And shit — Mikey's voice comes from somewhere behind them and they both focus on the orange one who suddenly appears — we won't let someone lost like you be abandoned — he approaches them stomping and gives him a look sign his brother in red - you are under my care now and that is something that my brother Raphael must understand now - he hangs on the older man's arm and begins to lead him away from the hotheaded young man - if you excuse me, brother, I will take Luo somewhere "less conflictive," he finishes, dragging the older man towards the room, leaving Raph with a confused look on his face and with the words in his mouth.
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