TMNT-Silence

It had been a long day for April and all she wanted more than anything in the world was for some peace and quiet. She supposed it had been a bad idea going down to visit her turtle friends, since none of them seem to understand the concept of what ‘peace and quiet’ was. Well, except for Splinter, but still.

But yet, there she was. Sitting in the turtles’ living room and listening to the never ending chatter of her most trusted friend, Donatello. He was going on about some new invention he was making and using an incredible discovery he had uncovered while digging around the local dump.

April’s head buzzed with the beginning of a headache. What was that about coding? To be honest, she had stopped listening to the turtle somewhere after ‘ectoplasmic egg beater.’ And even though she had been reduced to nodding and some “ugh huh”s now and then, he didn’t seem to lose the excitement or speed of his chatter. She felt bad, because normally she’d pipe into his excitement, but after everything she had done at school that day, she couldn’t even bring herself to say “that’s nice.”

The red head glanced over at the turtle who was now lightly messing around with wires in some device, not even looking at her. His brow furrowed with puzzlement at his invention and didn’t seem to even be aware of her lack of interest and enthusiasm. She tried to pay attention to what he was saying but couldn’t. She wanted to tell him to shut up but that sounded too mean. Besides, she loved his chatter. Just not right then, though.

After a moment of mulling over possibilities on how to shut him up, April leaned over and took his chin in her hand and forced him to look at her. The turtle fumbled with his words and a blush rose to his cheeks. He grew quiet before babbling once more, trying to avoid eye contact with the teenage girl.

April sighed and leaned in, her lips finding his. She honestly didn’t know what to expect, but his lips felt different than what she had in mind. Instead of being scale-y or slimy or anything of the sort...they were warm and no different than...well...a human’s. She could feel Donatello’s body tense up and she pulled away, lightly tapping his cheek in a ‘thank you’ like gesture.

April sat back down and leaned her head back. After a moment, she glanced over at her turtle friend who had gone back to working on his invention, a smile and blush on his face. She had finally gotten what she wanted. Silence. And boy was it was golden. And it seemed like he got something he had maybe wanted as well, to April’s pleasant surprise. With that, the two sat there for the rest of the evening in a content silence.