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Mar. 28th, 2012 03:54 pmMike stands in the doorway, completely dumbfounded.
This is his apartment, right?
If so...what...what's with all the boxes and the furniture and...why is there a glowing doorway over near the ficus?!
This is his apartment, right?
If so...what...what's with all the boxes and the furniture and...why is there a glowing doorway over near the ficus?!
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Date: 2012-03-29 01:34 am (UTC)Don hands Mike a box helpfully labelled 'Kitchen' in neat handwriting. It's probably full of teapots (Leo's) and strange kitchen devices (Mike's).
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Date: 2012-03-29 01:37 am (UTC)"I like my teapots," he mutters to himself and heads into the kitchen.
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Date: 2012-03-29 01:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-29 01:43 am (UTC)"You're gettin' a new roommate. Now scoot over, this box ain't gettin' any lighter."
There's a box under his arm as he pushes past his baby brother.
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Date: 2012-03-29 01:45 am (UTC)Who is enjoying this whole scenario a little too much.
(It'll be good for him, in the end.)
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Date: 2012-03-29 01:51 am (UTC)He steps back through the glowing hole in the wall.
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:01 am (UTC)"We...we were all really worried about you, Mikey." And he isn't just talking about everything with his soul trapped in that other place.
"Don and I talked, then Don, Raph, and I talked. I'm going to move in with you for a little while. Until you get yourself settled." He smiles and leans in, "I was worried Splinter would try to move in permanently. I thought you would like me better."
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:07 am (UTC)Sallie is (in theory) unobtrusively arranging the kitchen.
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:12 am (UTC)"Oh Michaelangelo, it is good to see you. And you have tea, good good."
Splinter disappears into the kitchen.
"Donatello! We are out of Swiffer Wet Jet pads."
Fix it!
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:14 am (UTC)Between the flurry of activity, the voices in his head, and the now steaming cup of tea in his hand.
It's just...it's almost too much.
He has no words.
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:19 am (UTC)He rests his hand on Mike's hair a moment and gives him a half-hearted noogie before wandering back into the kitchen.
"Sallie?" he asks politely. "Would you mind--" He cants his head toward Mike. "I think we gave him a bit of a shock."
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:21 am (UTC)When she walks closer, not that this helps in anything related to privacy, Sallie whispers a, "What? You thought your family wouldn't be planning something like this?"
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:25 am (UTC)His bottom lip quivers ever so slightly.
"i'm so happy they're...they're...."
here.
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:29 am (UTC)Sallie's sudden clutch of a hug is around Mike's upper arms like she's trying to restrain him instead of offer comfort.
God only knows what happens to the tea; it's a family of ninjas - they'll save it.
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:36 am (UTC)She's got quick hands.
And the box she was carrying wasn't that heavy.
The only question now is where does she put it down?
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:42 am (UTC)"Coming, Master!" He socks Raph on the arm as he walks by, as a greeting.
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:45 am (UTC)"Now I owe you two," he retorts with a laugh. "Yo! Leo. You really need all these books? How many times you actually gonna read these back issues of Penthouse?"
Why Yes, Raph is going through Leo's stuff.
And no...that's no where near what is packed in the box he's currently rummaging through.
Raph's just an asshole.
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Date: 2012-03-29 02:53 am (UTC)"Hello, X. And thank you," he offers with a quick smile.
"Thank you, Raph. You're always so helpful. And there are never too many times one can read The Art of War."
It is all very casual and friendly until Leo has Raph in a headlock, noogie-ing his bald head as he frog marches his time-confused little brother into the back bedroom.
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Date: 2012-03-29 03:00 am (UTC)"Boys! I just cleaned that room. So help you both if you get blood all over that nice clean floor!"
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Date: 2012-03-29 03:19 am (UTC)thank you
"Here, you sit," he tells her. "You've done more than your fair share of wrangling. It's my turn."
Mike rolls from the couch onto his feet, the usual spring absent from his step. Being physically sedentary for as long as his body has been has stripped him of his usual sproingy.
"Hi, X. How've you been?"
He's making his way towards the kitchen, because he just HAS to know how Don managed this.
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Date: 2012-03-29 03:25 am (UTC)Maybe he is going to make brownies?
Maybe that would be a good thing?
She flicks a look toward the bedroom door. The noises coming from behind it are crystal clear, to her.
As are the smells.
"I do not think anyone is bleeding. Yet."
She is not sure whether that should be comforting or not.
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Date: 2012-03-29 03:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-29 03:35 am (UTC)He cranes his neck to look around Don and down the hall.
"I've got dibs! You guys hurt yourselves, you can get in line!"
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Date: 2012-03-29 07:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-29 07:54 pm (UTC)"Can I offer anyone something to drink?"
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Date: 2012-03-29 07:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-31 02:19 am (UTC)He sticks his head out of the kitchen and calls out- "HEY LEO, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE TEA POT?"
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Date: 2012-04-01 04:17 am (UTC)Possibly a muffled grunt of frustration.
"WE'RE SORRY. THE LEO YOU'RE TRYIN' TO REACH IS OUTTA SERVICE. PLEASE TRY YOUR CALL AGAIN, THIS IS A RECORDIN'."
It's followed by a mad cackle, and then a long string of profanity which ends rather abruptly, all things considered.
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Date: 2012-04-01 02:56 pm (UTC)"Donatello, I keep my kettle in the lower cabinet by the refrigerator."
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Date: 2012-04-01 07:09 pm (UTC)"And I do not think Raph is a robot."
In case anyone was wondering. Like Don.
"You will need help with the tea?"
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Date: 2012-04-01 10:57 pm (UTC)"Raph is having a little down time," he explains, and smiling, digs out the guest tea set from one of the carefully labeled boxes.
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Date: 2012-04-01 11:01 pm (UTC)"...oh this I've got to see."
Mike makes his way down the hallway, and from the back bedroom there comes a peal of laughter.
"DON! Bring me a camera!"
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Date: 2012-04-01 11:24 pm (UTC)"No, Donatello!"
Sallie just facepalms at the shared commentary, with a mumbled 'sorry'.
She's not their mom.
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Date: 2012-04-01 11:26 pm (UTC)He might also go to great lengths to avoid looking in Leo's direction.
"Michaelangelo, please untie your brother."
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Date: 2012-04-01 11:32 pm (UTC)Yeah, but sometimes...
Honestly, he just enjoys the sound of his little brothers' laughter and serenely goes about making tea.
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Date: 2012-04-02 08:47 pm (UTC)Sigh.
"Your camera is broken again Mike, remember?"
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Date: 2012-04-02 09:09 pm (UTC)"man, it never occurred to me having two parents around would equal double the noes."
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Date: 2012-04-02 09:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-03 12:40 am (UTC)She hasn't been a parent in so long, and the contemplation of it makes Sallie lose track of the conversation for a bit.
At least she has a smile on her face?
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Date: 2012-04-04 06:07 pm (UTC)He smacks Don on the shell and rubs the back of his brother's bald head. "Come on, Donnie. Let's go help," really laugh at, "Raph."
And leads him off with a shout, "You're welcome to join us, X!"