TMNT-3:28 A.MApril O’Neil didn’t have to open her eyes to know that it was 3:28 A.M. This had been going on for over a month or two now where she’d wake up from the same stupid dream at exactly 3:28 every night.She’d usually wake up with the sheets tangled with her limbs, a pillow would be on the floor and she’d be sweating, even though it was beginning to become winter and the air was rather chilly.It was the same dream every time. She’d see Donatello’s face in her mind and think about every moment he had looked at her with those intense red brown eyes and grinned at her with the gap in his teeth that made him that much more adorable. She’d dream about him saving her, all the times he was there for her when she needed not just him but SOMEONE to be there, and how he never let harm come her way.April turned over on her side, snuggling her cheek into the pillow. She was a tough chick. A New Yorker. She lived and breathed the tough life style where s
TMNT-Pleasant SurprisesSplinter slowly blinked his eyes open, feeling groggy, a light headache pulse in the back of his head. It was another day that he had suffered from a small cold. It wasn't a huge deal, just some sniffles and coughs. But the medication his daughter-in-law, April, gave to him tended to make him very drowsy.Somewhere in the lair, he could hear the sound of someone walking around and soft murmurs from the kitchen. It wasn't unusual for his children, their wives and his grandchildren to visit. He didn't feel any threatening force, so he continued to leave his eyes closed.It was funny. Ever since his children had moved out of the lair, things were so...quiet. He had all the freedom he wanted to watch his favorite soaps, meditate in peace, and wander the sewers in a way he couldn't before in fear of his children misbehaving.The first to leave was his second to youngest son, Donatello. He and his wife, April, had had a daughter and they had moved out years ago to find a more suitable place
TMNT-Sakura TreeThe floor boards creaked underneath Raphael's feet as he ascended the stairs to the second floor. He sighed, feeling soreness in his muscles and exhaustion in his bones.It had been a long day and he just wanted to pass out in his bed and sleep for a couple of years. That'd be great. Instead, he made his way up wooden, creaky stairs to the second floor of Donatello and April's house to where a small voice was urgently calling his name.Raphael walked down the hall and entered a room with a white door. He was met with a room created by pastel yellow walls and a large circular carpet on the floor. His eyes naturally went to the small bed in the farthest corner of the room where a petite figure was sitting up."What's up, Maggie? Everything okay?"Raphael's niece looked at him with wide, deer in the headlights eyes. He could see the terror behind her expression and didn't have to ask to know that she had had another nightmare.The mutant sighed and walked over to the little girl. His niec
TMNT-The PromiseThe balding man ran towards her, arms outstretched. April could feel her heart skip a beat, her lips quivering."Dad."She had reached the edge of the building, a small gap between her ledge and the ledge her father was running to."Come on, dad. You can do it! Jump! Just a little closer now..."Her father's blue eyes shimmered in the light from the streets below. So close...so close...April reached out her arm. Leo and the others were holding the Kraang off. It was the perfect plan. Her father was seconds away from finally being free. Finally being able to go home with her...April felt herself smile, tears streaming down her face.Kirby grinned and leaped. He stretched out his hand towards his daughter. How long had it been since they had last seen each other? Weeks? Months? A year? April's hair was longer. Darker. Her muscles were more defined and she seemed more confident in the way she held herself.Their fingers brushed and eyes connected. That was it. It was over. Their suffering
TMNT-MomentThe warmth of the light from the sun kissed Donatello's skin, wrapping him in a warm blanket that summer created. The mutant stretched his legs and wiggled his toes, enjoying the calming feeling stretching brought.Donatello glanced at the papers and textbooks in front of him on the carpet of the dojo, the sun from the broken concrete in the roof shining down on him and the papers. He turned and locked his eyes on the petite figure of April O'Neil beside him.The teenager continued to type away, a smile on her face. He had agreed to help her with some projects, and because of him, they had nearly finished the projects in an hour. Most of the research papers and the like they had finished were neatly stacked and ready to be turned in.At first April had only focused working on her own, but with how slow it could be, she was happy to have Donatello help in any way he could. And even though some of the work was bland and vague, he enjoyed the time spent with the red head.Donatello knew h
TMNT-AstronomerSometimes April O'Neil would find Donatello on a hill outside of New York City. She'd catch him staring at the sky in wonder, searching for something that was hidden behind the years of pollution.She'd glance up to see what he saw but could only see a dark sky with a few stars here and there. Sometimes he'd just lie there staring at God knows what and the red head would leave him to his thoughts.Sometimes April would find him on the hill, but with papers scattered everywhere of maps of the starry sky. He'd chart spots and look up at the darkness with a sparkle in his eye, the glint he got when he had a magnificent idea. She never bothered to ask what he was planning. She figured she'd find out in time.And with time, she did. One night in the autumn, April had climbed the hill and found the papers replaced with a telescope Donatello had probably scrapped together himself. He was looking proudly at the city, a smirk on his face.When he heard April approach him, he turned and grinned.