|Chapter 33|

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POV Leo:

"And where the heck were you guys?!", Leo's words sounded so loud as I walked throw the heavy side door, standing there I turned back towards Mikey and Donnie, their gaze turned downwards as my counterpart glared at the three of us, "You guys were supposed to return over an hour ago-", my skin itched, I wanted him to stop, but something else grabbed my my attention. I looked around the room and noticed Jay off to the side with Krisa as they played with one another, I was ready to call out their names, but instead, Leo stepped closer to me, and pressed his finger against my shell, he wanted to guilt trip me, telling me what I did was irresponsible, but none of the words he said ever registered in my head. Walking past Leo, I shoved my shoulder against his and ignored his calls, telling me to listen to him. Kneeling down beside the two, I joined them as Jay played with a stick he found. "What cha' doing, buddy?"

"Papa! Oh!- I want to fight swords, but I don't think Kris Kris is ready yet...", lifting his comically large stick, he poked his sister repeatedly, poking her over and over into the side of her belly. Krisa giggled as her brother tickled her side, pushing the sword away as much as she could, only to fail as he continued, "Leo, we need to make a plan-"

"Mmmmmmmm... nah I'm good...", crawling closer to the kids, I laid on my side with my head next to Krisa who leaned over my face, her belly pressed against my cheeks, I decided to attack. Smirking evilly, I grabbed Krisa and flipped her back, blowing loud ticklish raspberries against her belly, making her laugh even harder than before, "What?! What do you mean nah?", I didn't say anything as I scratched Krisa's sides, tickling her until she was in an uncontrollable fit of laughter, pushing against my face, she reached for her brother, so I lifted my face, giving her some time to breathe, "Just as it sounds. I haven't seen my kids for six months and I will spend every second I wasted away from them by their side, you okay with that buddy?"

"Yes! Can we fight?! *Gasp* Wait, did you bring something new to eat?! " I chuckled as I reached into the satchel, leaving my hand just out of sight. "Well, that depends. What have Uncle Mikey and Donnie been feeding you?"

"I ate chicken, its eggs, and lots of veggies!"

"Well, that doesn't sound fun. Here I brought something I had when I was a kid you want to try it", nodding his head, I pushed myself up to my feet, and reached down, picking up Kris and carrying her on my waist, "Leo. We need to think of a way to take New York back. You are a leader-"

"I did my part when you guys were away, now it's time you guys pick up the slack", I whispered through my teeth into Leo's ear as I glared at him, I wasn't going to be ordered around by my counterpart. Walking past Leo, I looked around the small kitchen this pizzeria had, and noticed the old brick oven with a wooden paddle next to it, 'Mikey would have loved this', placing my hand on the bricks, I dragged my fingers along the gritted clay, and leaned over, looking around the inside of the oven, "So what is it! What is it?!"

"Woah woah calm down bud, just wait a second while I heat it up", stepping away from the brick oven, I looked around the small pizza kitchen, "Uhhh- Leo we seriously need to think over a plan- I mean you have been here for the last six months so you know whats going on better than we do-", the girl tried so hard to persuade me as she spoke, I could tell this was the girl that easily persuaded a few of the people on this team, this Donnie and Casey swooned over her, Mikey was just happy to have other friends other that his brothers and I, so he did anything to keep the company, but I wasn't easily persuadable, "That's not true, you guys have live here your entire life, so you should know the Kraang better than me, and if what you said is true-", I exhaled through my nose as I grabbed the wood hidden deep in the lowest cupboard, "Then you guys have a whole knew issue to deal with...", tossing one piece of wood into the oven, I reached into my small pouches and pulled out a piece of cotton soaked in hydrogen peroxide, searching through my other pouches I tried to find a lighter, yet I couldn't find one. 'Shit...'

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