mnt_mike | (no subject)

Mike is in his element: Surrounded by happy family.
It doesn't matter that he's elbow-deep in dishwater with a stack of plates and flatware nearly taller than he is to his left, his family is here and safe and happy, and that's all that really matters.

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From:

mnt_mike

Would you say this crossing-of-which-you-think is a quick jaunt across the street before the Walk sign changes? Or is it more a long lingering stroll of contemplation?

From:

realmrsreynolds

"What? Um, the second one, I think."

From:

mnt_mike

"IiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinteresting."

From:

realmrsreynolds

"That's one o' the creepier noises you made today. Even after the sweet potato incident."

From:

mnt_mike

"I don't care what Leo says, that Peter Lorre impression was not only spot on, but totally in good taste."

From:

realmrsreynolds

"I don't even need to get the reference to know that was odd as hell."

It makes for a good laugh though, and a good distraction.

"...Wanna get back to washin' up?"

From:

mnt_mike

Mike turns, gazing at the stack of dishes yet to be rinsed, let alone washed. He whimpers.

"...yes?"

From:

realmrsreynolds

Sallie thinks for a second about her options. If she takes over, then Mike can go find other things to be distracted about, and --

"Nah, I can get it done. Go, everyone's back out in the sittin' room."

From:

mnt_mike

He begins to untie the apron from around his waist.

"Ooooh, and if Splinter's not in the room I can totally give the guys a heads up that you'll be coming to ask for his hand..."

He's kidding.

Probably.

From:

realmrsreynolds

"Oh my god, Mike, I will filet you like a fish if you so --- "

From:

mnt_mike

There is laughing. OH how there is laughing.
There's also leaping straight up into the air, catching the very top of the cabinets, and ninjing his way towards the kitchen door so as to avoid being smacked by Sallie in the process.

He hopes.

From:

mnt_raph

Neither the laughing, nor Mike's attempted escape from the kitchen goes unnoticed by the family in the next room.

"I got this."

Raph appears in the doorway to the kitchen.

"Everythin' okay in here?"
There's genuine concern in his voice for Sallie.
Less so for Mike, who he unceremoniously pulls down from the ceiling, causing the smaller man to land in a heap on the floor with a rather emphatic ooof.

From:

realmrsreynolds

Sallie always knew she liked Raph for a reason.

"Better now that cooler heads are prevailing, thank you."

Please don't, Mike. Please? We can talk later about this if needs be.

From:

mnt_raph

Raph looks confused at first.
No one has ever accused him of having a "cooler head", let alone that cooler head prevailing at anything.

Mike notices his brother's expression and snickers.

I think you broke his brain.

Raph doesn't need to know exactly what Mike is thinking to know exactly what that laugh of his means. Which is why he lifts up a foot and threatens to kick until the baby of the family scurries into the living room.

"No problem. See he finally got to you, huh?"

From:

realmrsreynolds

"Side effects of sharing brain space."

Even when watching Mike go back to the living room, Sallie knows the conversation isn't over.

"Xiexie, by the way - 's fun to see everyone here. Keep Mike and Splinter in line, anyway."

From:

mnt_raph

"Can you really ever share a brain with someone that ain't got one?"

Raph casts a glance over one shoulder to make sure Mike continues fully back into the living room, before he crosses his arms across his chest and leans on the doorframe.

"Oh? The ol' man been pickin' up where I left off an' causin' trouble?"

From:

realmrsreynolds

"Splinter? Nah."

Hard not to blush a little bit, all of a sudden.

"Nothing I can't handle."

From:

mnt_raph

"....uh...."

Sallie isn't the only one who's going to blush a bit here. The tips of Raph's ears begin to go pink.

"I...I'm sure."

From:

realmrsreynolds

Sallie just laughs at the stutter. Oh Raph. Watch out or Sallie might pinch your cheek.

Eventually though, things quiet down considerably at Sallie's (and Splinter's) place, so she calls out Mike? Wanna finish our conversation?

From:

mnt_mike

Do you?

From:

realmrsreynolds

Think it might be best. Your place or mine? Your ba is out.

From:

mnt_mike

You should come here, that way I can have a shotgun and a snifter of brandy ready and on hand.

...

Oooh, and I'll need a rocking chair too...

From:

realmrsreynolds

Ugh. This is going to get uncomfortable.

Two minutes later, Sallie is at Mike's door, pausing before walking in.

From:

mnt_mike

Inside the room, ensconced on the Love Sack sits Mike. In one hand is a Looney Toons tumbler of fruit punch complete with crazy straw, and by the other is a Supersoaker-style water rifle.

He waits.