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Lullaby Chapter 2
Next chapter!! Hope you all like it!!!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own TMNT. And neither does MICHAEL BAY!!!
Raph snickered as he placed Hana down at the kitchen table. Donnie sat down, placing an icepack over his now black eye. April, who was making dinner, gasped as she saw Don. "Don! What happened?" she asked as she ran her fingers lightly over the bruised eye.
Raph roared with laughter, going over to the fridge. Don pointed at his older brother, "Shut up Raph! It isn't funny!!"
The red banded turtle laughter turned to gwaffing, making him lean on the metal box. His laughter gaining the attention of his other brothers, making Leo and Mikey enter the kitchen. Mikey whistled as he saw Don's new shiner, "Damn Don, what happened to you bro?"
Leo raised an eye ridge as Raph began gasping for air from laughing so much. He glanced at Hana, who was sitting on one of the kitchen chairs. She was looking at the emerald turtle with a "What are you doing?" face.
Don growled at his brothers,
Two Leos, One MikeyLeo giggled to himself as he inched closer and closer to his target. Said target was laying on the floor of the living room, lazily swinging his legs in the air. It gave Leo the perfect view of his target's rear end. He licked his lips as he made his way to Mikey. The sea green turtle continued to watch TV, unaware that Leo's Pedo Side was out in full force.
But as Leo was getting into position (i.e Pedo Position) a bright light flashed throughout the living room. The leaf green turtle raised his arm, protecting his eyes. A feeling entered his gut, as if something was pulling at him. With a roar, Leo disappeared...
Leo hit the ground with a slam and a scream. It felt like somebody had thrown him under a bus and said bus backed up over him. "Ugh...my head...." he muttered as he peeled himself off the floor. Leo rubbed his head and heard a squeak. Blinking, he looked up from the ground to see Don and Mikey staring at him, eyes wide. "Guys? Why are you staring at me like that?"
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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