#v; reverse!

….nononono. You’re wrong. They love having me around! I mean sure…sure they…they push me away and chase me sometimes but they love me, I know it.

“Cute.” 

Damn, was his other self so hard to break? That was a good try.. But it just flicked off like...too much toppings on a perfect pizza. 

A faint sound alerted his senses and he swore he saw the silhouette of a figure, and a flash of red.

Was that..Raphael? Damn..He must´ve seen him by now. This was bad news.

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Leo and Raph.. they were the ones he definitely didn’t like running into. They were so annoying too!! always on his tail and never giving up, no matter the acrobatics he pulled through. Perhaps he needed to give their Mikey a break! ..naaah.. He was too much fun to tease.

 “Everyone sleeps eventually” Splinter replied, calmly dragging the block of whetstone along the edge of his sword, calm gaze remaining on his weapon as he casually sharpened it.

           “Despite the high opinion of yourself you seem to hold, you are as much a slave to the laws of nature as everyone else”

Mikey glared at the rat. He knew by now, that Splinter would, very much like his own father, have no hesitation in giving him a painful lesson, if it needed to. He was fine about having to fight him, if he had to, in order to survive. Mikey figured he was a strict father to his sons. The only difference, was that his own father would do so to be cruel. Or out of anger. This Splinter, was always acting on kindness and care. But he was strict. Probably stricter than most parents. He was very much like a parent should be, probably.

“I’m not lying!” He said furiously, and narrowed his eyes. However, then he yawned, widely at that and seemed a bit self consicous all of a sudden.

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He idly studied Leo, and thought about how annoying he was. The Leo he knew was never this confident. He made it so hard to stay in character.

 “I said-” Splinter stopped suddenly, a little tripped up by the unexpected harshness of the rebuttal, fairly jarred hearing those words coming out of that voice.

          “I said… I don’t want to hurt you, I just want to get you home” Splinter continued, recovering himself and deciding firmly that he wasn’t going to let the impish imitation of his youngest son get to him.

   “So perhaps if you stopped causing mayhem for five seconds and put an infinitesimal amount of effort into working with me, I’ll be inclined to ignore that grenade you threw.”

“Home?...I don’t think so. I’m good out here.” 

Mikey perched on the scaffolding before jumping down and taking a few steps forward, swinging the scythe of his kusarigama idly.

“Why ignore it? It was a pretty good throw, old man..”