It's almost time for movie night" April exclaimed to herself as she brought the stairs down from the attic. The room was suddenly flooded with a dim light, illuminating years of build up dust and cobwebs on the walls. This room had been closed for some time, too long. However the place was spacious and surprisingly tidy- for people who usually plunge belongings that they no longer wanted but find hard to get rid of- which able the teen to discover the item she was searching for.
In no time she found a brown, crusty box full of old videos covered in soot and neglect from disuse. The inner parts of her mind sprung to life as childhood days surfaced when she looked upon each tape. April laughed quietly, her eyes filled of warmth as she came across another called 'grandparent's pool day' despite being only three she can remember them trying to teach her to paddle, only to failed when she would rather climb up onto her grandpa's shoulders. Unfortunately the memories were limited as they passed away three years later.
The teen girl shook her head locking away the precious moment to reach for one at the back. Upon seeing the title the teen's gaze was expressionless, her mouth biting her lips as the fingers began to slightly shake.
"Dad" April whispered gently sliding a finger on the date '20/12/1998 snow time' It was a wonderful memory of a six year old little girl playing in the snow with a pink woolly scarf as she attempted to build a snowman. How could she recall such explicit details and why did she clutch the black video in her arms? Because the film not only showed her father but also her mother, a valuable time filled with happiness and sorrow as it was the last Christmas with both parents. Now there was a high chance April will not celebrate Christmas again with her dad. Maybe not ever again...? No she couldn't think like that.
She swallowed her tears making her chest uncomfortable and tight. Several months had gone since Kirby O'Neil was transformed into a monstrous bat-like beast when the green mutagen exploded on his body. The daughter vented out her rage, frustrated and heartbroken on what had transpired that she placed the blame on her turtle friends. She sighed knowing full well that the brothers did their best and made a promise to cure her father. Still it hurt to know he was alone and losing control of his human form, wherever he was now.
Her eyes hardened when the tears threaten to fall. None of that now! There are more important matters right now! She started digging through the videos that were deemed too personal for her friends and uncovered a few Disney films bringing a nostalgic feeling as she thought of Mikey.
"Mikey loves Disney. Probably not seen these older films but there still good to watch. Can't beat the classics. I wonder if he will pick one out?" she gathered the videos together as a voice from the staircase startled her. "Hey Red, you been up there for a while need any help?" said the gap-tooth, hockey player Casey Jones. Balancing the six tapes April walked back to the attic opening to see Casey pop his head in. His thick eyebrow rose noticing the stack.
She shrugged. "I found these films that might help Mikey after all he likes this type of animation". Recognizing the first cover called Beauty and the Beast. Personally a bit to girly for him but Casey did agreed having seen plenty with the turtle siblings. It seemed like only yesterday when Mikey was constantly getting smacked by Raph for sitting right in front the TV. He hoped this could bring them all together, especially Raphael. The boy put his arm up to grabbed three of them before climbing down. He held the ladder as April followed behind.
"I like to see if Mikey will choose one of these. After all this night is mostly for reconnecting the brothers but also the old times" said April sadness lingering in her blue eyes as the humans wandered into the living room. The sight meeting them was quite adorable.
On the sofa in front of the TV was Leo. His legs were stretched out with his arms wrapped around his baby brother who was curled up in his lap. The youngest turtle held his eldest brother's hand as his head leaned against Leo's heart. The blue turtle smiled gently running his fingers over Mikey's head who looked up with affection and love, the blue eyes becoming slightly lighter as the relationship with his oldest sibling was progressing back to normal. Mikey's legs were also being pampered by their purple brother Donnie whose head had tipped to the side due to a playful mischievous kitten clawing his bandana. Splinter sat in a chair next to the sofa drinking his herb tea, his eyes staring at his children with warmth and proudness. Now to complete the picture was his fourth son. He looked out the window dishearten and full of guilt for not even speaking to Raphael earlier. Usually he allowed his sons to take it upon themselves to rebuild the damages they had caused, only appearing when circumstance were severe. "This situation is already acute enough as it is. I have left it for too long and now I hardly get to see my protective, heartfelt child. Oh Raphael as your father I am ashamed of myself, with my heart and soul I will help you, no more staying in the background" With determination Splinter vowed to talk with his red-bandana son tonight after the show.
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Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - Please Speak Mikey
FanfictionI love the 2012 series so I read some fanfictions and couldn't get this idea out of my head. Not best time to write it but with jobs and life in the way when is it ever?