Back to New York! (2nd)

Sitting Night

“Ya want me ta do what now?” Raph growled, leaning on his door way and looking down at Becca. Becca was smiling evilly up at him and batting her eyes innocently. “C’mon, please Raphie?”

“NO! I ain’t babysittin’ yer brat, that’s yer issue and it’s not my problem.”

Becca raised an eyebrow and tried plan B. “C’mon Raph, please. It would mean a lot to Mikey and me, we really need a night just to ourselves ya know?”

“That’s yer fault. You two wanted a kid, now she’s your problem.”

Becca groaned, great, she was at plan C already and she only had one more plan after this. “Raphie, I’m sure it would gain you Kylee points. Besides, you need to get ta know your niece. I don’t want you two ta be distant when she gets older. I want her to be close to her family”

“So? I don’t baby sit, she can get ta ‘know me’ on someone else’s time. Ya know I hate kids.”

“You didn’t seem ta mind Erin?” Becca snaked in, making Raph roll his eyes.

“Not to mention the Kylee points….”

“Look. Kylee can have ‘er little fit. I don’t care, she’ll settle down eventually. Let ‘er be mad at me, let her hate me, I ain’t tellin’ no one where I was and you guys need ta get over that.” Said the turtle, standing firm on his no making Becca annoyed. She looked the turtle over. He had more scars then he ever had had before, the ones she knew seemed to fade away underneath the new ones. There was one scar in particular that caught Becca’s eye. It was rather thick, looking as if it had really torn through his flesh. It was long and in the middle of his neck. She wondered…where he got it.

“Um, why would you care?” Raph asked. Great, she’d been thinking aloud and now Raph was looking at her funny. Becca’s cheeks turned pink and she thought fast, trying to cover. “How about cuz I’m your sister-in-law and I’ve known you forever?”

“That night left.”

“Huh?”

“I got this lil beaut the night I left.”

“Oh…Hey Raph?”

“Yeah?”

Becca looked up from his scar and into his eyes, turning on the doe eyes without knowing, “who attacked you?”

“Errrr…So ya need a babysitter?”

Becca’s face brightened and she squeaked with delight! Raph grumbled, thankful for just getting away with what he just did. “Really? OH I knew those years hadn’t made you totally heartless!” Becca cried, squeezing Raph and making Raph growl. He freed one of his arms from Becca’s iron grip and pushed her head away, her body following. “Just cuz yer a midget don’t mean I won’t hurtcha ya know. Now what’chu and Mike doin’?” Becca scoffed at being called a midget, she wasn’t that small, though…Raph did look taller. “We’re going ta dinner. You know our numbers and 911 and all that jazz. And if you get scared of her and are too proud ta tell us, just call her teacher, Jazz. She’ll help. Her numbers on our fridge when you need it.”

“When?”

“I’ll drop Lena off in an hour or so, kay Raph? Thank you!” Becca stood on tiptoe and kissed Raph on the cheek. Raph rolled his eyes, sighing. “Hey Raph can I ask you something else?”

“No. I ain’t potty trainin’”

“No, that’s not it. What’cha think of Kylee?”

“What’cha mean what do I think’a her? I feel the same. Just cuz I left doesn’t mean my feeling for her changed”