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Accident or Design	By : ChaoticReverie Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 2195 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Suzette gave a little shiver as she stepped into the well-heated condo, her hair and coat slick with moisture. Raining… again. Pushing the door shut with her foot, she toed off her heels and made her way into the kitchen, her arms straining with the weight of the groceries she carried.
Cass glanced up at her as she deposited her cargo on the island. "How was work?"
"Good. Really productive day; no setbacks, just progress," she answered honestly as she hung her jacket. Dark hair tumbled around her shoulders as she removed the pins from it, fingers pulling through the damp strands. "You?"
"Same old." Cass drawled, sliding down from the counter. She tossed her empty water bottle into the recycling bin and starting to sort through the bags, separating fruit and refrigerated items from non-perishables. "Got any plans tonight?"
A slender brow lifted at the inquiry as she began tucking vegetables into the crisper. "Stay in and stay warm. Who'd want to go out in this?" The sky rumbled - a testament to her position.
The grey-haired girl glanced across the living space and through the windows. Rain spattered the glass in heavy sheets. No way in hell she'd venture out in that if she didn't have to.
Raphael glanced up at the clouds from beneath the water tank. Dark and ominous - much like his current mood. He huffed. Of course their fearless leader would insist on dragging them out in this. Storm aside it had been a quiet night, and he couldn't say he was surprised. Even the nastiest criminals wouldn't come out in this shit.
"Are we done here?" he griped at said turtle, who didn't seem nearly as bothered by the rain as he was.
Leo leveled his brother with stern look. "Tonight is just another night, weather notwithstanding. We continue on as per usual."
He sneered, rolling his eyes at the predictable response. His gaze fell away from his oldest brother, slipping to Donnie, who seemed pretty uncomfortable too, but was doing a damn good job at not voicing his opinion. As for Mikey… he was in his own little world, grinning like an idiot as he stared at his cell phone.
"What're ya doin?"
He jumped a little at the sound of Raph's voice, eyes snapping up as he tilted his phone away from prying eyes. "Uhhh… nuthin."
The larger turtle frowned, reaching over to grab the device from his younger sibling's hand. He was shocked by what he found. "You textin' that chick?"
"Shh!" he fired back, quickly retrieving the pilfered item.
"What?!"
Mikey paled as Leo swung down from his perch higher up, expression tight as he eyed them. "You've been speaking with someone? Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?"
"Chill, brah! It's just Holly! She already knows about us, so-"
"That doesn't matter! Contact with the outside world jeopardizes the security of this family!" he bit out.
"But… we contact April all the time, and now the police know about us," Michelangelo reminded him.
"That is entirely different."
Tired of his brother's lecturing, Raph cut in, "I don't see how. Besides, it's been what… a week since we met those girls? If they wanted ta rat us out, they would've done it by now!"
Leonardo turned to Donnie for support, but the tallest of the group only shrugged.
"Technically… he's correct. Given that they've kept our secret this long, the likelihood of them revealing us now is incredibly slim. Besides… a good network of topside informants could be incredibly useful, and it is hard to find humans who we can rely on. Perhaps it would be… beneficial to utilize this advantage."
The blue clad ninja scowled, not liking this one bit. He knew exercising his authority was an option here, but would it really do him any good? Mikey would likely find a way around the order, and Raph would just have one more reason to be pissed off at him. "Fine, but keep sensitive information out of your conversations!"
Mikey nodded. "Yeahyeahyeah! No worries!"
Raphael leaned into him once Leo had taken up his previous position again, putting some distance between them. "How'd ya get that?"
"Her digits? She gave 'em to me that night," he boasted, chest puffing out.
"Yer shittin' me?"
"Nah, bro, she totally digs me!"
"With a mug like that, not likely," Raph scoffed, giving him a playful shove. "So whadda you talk about?"
The orange-clad brother glanced down at his screen, smiling. "Mostly about her, since, y'know… She's a preschool teacher, lived here for about three years. She's super funny."
The large turtle scratched his chin. "Sounds nice…... D'ya think you could get Cass' number for me?"
Leonardo snorted. "Really?"
"I ain't gunna let him have all the fun!"
Donatello cleared his throat, pushing his glasses further onto his muzzle. "I'd appreciate it if you could… procure Elinor's number as well…"
The eldest gawked at him in surprise.
He glanced away, thoughtful. "Conversing with someone outside our family circle might be nice… therapeutic, even. And… she seems like a perfectly respectable young lady."
"Right," Leo drawled, shaking his head. He'd expect as much from the other two, but Donnie… what were they getting themselves into?
Sighing as she finished up with the groceries, Suzette folded up the reusable bags, storing them in the closet for next time. She plucked at her damp clothing with distaste, the downpour having soaked through her coat and into her top. She needed to change.
Ellie smiled at her as she passed, nearly buried by the mounds of fabric she had strewn around her.
"Working late again?"
The tall brunette grinned at her from the floor. "Yeah. This lady's willing to pay a little extra for her dress if I can get it to her by tomorrow. I just… don't know which pattern I should use for the second layer."
"You'll figure it out, I'm sure," Suz replied cheerfully, nearly to her bedroom when she glanced at Holly. The young woman was curled into the corner of the sectional, her eyes glued to her phone, pink lips pulled into a giddy smile. She paused. "Who are you talking to? New boyfriend?"
"Just Mikey," Holly replied, eyes never leaving her phone.
"Ah," she nodded, thinking that name sounded awfully familiar. Had she met him? Oh… wait. Oh god. "Wait! Like… that turtle-guy?!"
Holly quirked a pale brow at her. "Yes, Mikey the turtle-guy."
"Why are you talking to him?!" she hissed, mortified.
"Just let her do her thing. She's not hurting anyone," Cass murmured as she slid down onto the cushions next to her blonde friend.
"Those things could be dangerous!"
"They aren't things," Holly cut in, her tone quite serious, "and they saved all our asses that night. They've probably saved tons of people! I know Mikey would never hurt me… or any of us."
"It's fine," Cass insisted again. "Holly is a big girl and she can make her own choices."
Said girl nudged her with an elbow. "Speakin' of fine, Raphael is asking for your number, hot stuff."
Cass rolled a shoulder. "Go for it."
"You're okay with this?" Suzette asked, incredulous.
The grey-haired girl smirked. "Holly's always been a pretty amazing judge of character, you've gotta admit. If she says they're okay, I'm sure they are."
"And talking to an enormous, bipedal turtle doesn't strike you as odd?"
"Whoever said I was normal? Besides, said bipedal turtle has already carried me down from a rooftop and shared cigarettes with me, so I don't think chatting with him via text is all that big of a deal in comparison."
"Ohhh, Ellie, Donnie wants yo digits!" Holly sang.
Elinor glanced up from her pile. "He does…? Uhm, sure."
Suzette threw her hands up, head shaking as she turned and walked back toward her room. "Whatever! Don't say I didn't tell you so when the shit hits the fan."
She closed the bedroom door behind her and peeled off her damp top, shaking it out before tossing it into her hamper. She could hear the girls laughing in the other room, and wondered to herself – not for the first time - what the hell they were getting themselves into.
X) Suz and Leo are so much alike... even though they would never agree if you said it to their faces…
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