Back to New York! (2nd)

Daddy's visit part two

After work Kylee called Becca about what happened that morning and she was sure that Becca passed out for a moment.

“Please tell me papa laughed?”

“Not really, he kind of gave the ‘I pity the fool who ever dates you’ sorta look”

“Oh god…is Mikey okay?”

“He’s got a bit of a burn on his head b-”

“OH GOD! NOT LIKE THE ONE ON RAPHS ARM RIGHT?”

There was silence for a moment, and Becca looked around her office, waiting for Kylee to answer. Shoot does she still feel guilty about that? What did I just do? “Um…Ky?”

“No… not as bad as that, just’a little thing. He’ll be fine.” Kylee said into the phone almost sadly, “look, I gotta get home, I don’t know if the boys are there or if dads killing them and if they aren’t and he’s not, the old guy still wants me around so I’ll see you later…” Kylee hung up, leaving Becca to spin around in her chair.

“Aw dang. I shouldn’ta said anything…but it wasn’t her fault. It was the islanders fault- they tied her to the pole, they made Raph fall into the lava…but I can see why she thinks that, not being strong enough to fight out of that pickle…AW DANG! WHY DOES SHE HAFTA THINK EVERYTHINGS HER FAULT CUZ SHE’S NOT STRONG ENOUGH!?!?!?” Becca banged her head onto her desk. Then the newbie came in. Tish had bright purple hair and wore eighties cloths, but everyone here was eccentric in their own way.

“Um, Miss Jones? Everything okay in here, I heard you yelling.”

“Tish, hey. I’m fine just my sis is having issues and I dragged up a bad memory for her. And I told you to call me Becca, I hate the formalness of Miss. So what’s up anything I can help ya with?”

“Um… I’m just supposed to give ya these reports on the show, and some ideas for new character design.”

“*sigh* let’s see ‘em then”

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Kylee opened her door to find her dad snoring on the throne; he’s wheel chair beside him. Kylee smiled. “Appropriate to see the old king on his throne.” She said. Kylee got a snack of dried pineapples and sat on the couch, until there was a knock at the window. Kylee sighed and turned around-nothing there. Mikey Kylee thought. She went to the window and opened it; Mikey popped up, turtle mode, yet saw nothing. “Kylee? Uh, Raphie girl ya there?” Mikey stepped inside, looking around. All the sudden, out of nowhere, Kylee fell on him from the ceiling. “OOF”

“Idiot. What are you doing here in turtle mode? You do know my dad’s still here right?” Kylee presses the button on Mikeys bracelet, turning him human.

“Sorry. I forgot about-no I didn’t… Hey Rahie girl?”

“*sigh* Yeah Mike?”

“Is Becca embarrassed by me? I mean she doesn’t wanna tell yer dad that we’re together and all so…”

“Oh, honey. She could never be embarrassed by you. Our dad is just super protective and she’s afraid he’ll beat the hell out of you if he found out so she’s trying to protect you.”

“I’m not interrupting am I? It looks like you two are having a tender moment after all”

 Kylee and Mikey froze, their spins curling. There leaning on the throne was Kylee’s dad, the fires of hell during in his eyes again. The two looked like kids who were just caught with their hands in the cookie jar. They trembled as Doug teetered toward them and squatted, pressing Mikeys head to the ground with his foot. “Now, what’s this I hear about the whelp under my foot being Becca’s boyfriend?”