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saisdontmatter) wrote2013-09-08 01:08 am
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[When sickness hit the Hamato household, it swept through like wildfire. And ever since Splinter found himself with two sick little turtles on his hands, he was determined to keep the other two as germ-free as possible. So as soon as they woke and they ate their meager breakfast, he shooed Raphael and Leonardo out of the den, hurriedly telling them to bring back anything they found of use before being pulled away by his sick ones' alarmed whimpers.
Raphie was more than happy to leave the den. It stank like throw up in there, and being hungry made it even worse. Ever since Donnie and Mikey got sick, Splinter hasn't been able to go topside for food, and splitting a can of tuna fish and a couple slices of stale bread with Leo left him feeling hollow inside. He'd been growing a lot lately, way more than his brothers, and it was making him feel hungry all the time. Maybe they'd be able to find some cool stuff while they were out, or even some more food.
The only problem is, he has no idea where to look. Splinter doesn't usually take him out on scavenge runs. It's because he's too noisy and doesn't listen, but his brothers tell him it's because he cries too much. But that's because they're stupid and Splinter doesn't take them either! No one gets to go except for Leo, because he's a daddy's boy and the favorite. And a stupid idiot, but that's besides the point.
So. That leaves two nine year old turtles and one mission. Raphie looks at his brother, shrugs, and starts shuffling off to wherever his feet take him. Because there's no way he's gonna let Leo tell him where to go. He'll just walk until he finds something.]
Raphie was more than happy to leave the den. It stank like throw up in there, and being hungry made it even worse. Ever since Donnie and Mikey got sick, Splinter hasn't been able to go topside for food, and splitting a can of tuna fish and a couple slices of stale bread with Leo left him feeling hollow inside. He'd been growing a lot lately, way more than his brothers, and it was making him feel hungry all the time. Maybe they'd be able to find some cool stuff while they were out, or even some more food.
The only problem is, he has no idea where to look. Splinter doesn't usually take him out on scavenge runs. It's because he's too noisy and doesn't listen, but his brothers tell him it's because he cries too much. But that's because they're stupid and Splinter doesn't take them either! No one gets to go except for Leo, because he's a daddy's boy and the favorite. And a stupid idiot, but that's besides the point.
So. That leaves two nine year old turtles and one mission. Raphie looks at his brother, shrugs, and starts shuffling off to wherever his feet take him. Because there's no way he's gonna let Leo tell him where to go. He'll just walk until he finds something.]
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[Way to go, Raph. You just had to throw a tantrum and call the human, didn't you? Leo really wants to get in his face about it, but with the way he's curled up against the wall shaking, he just doesn't have the heart. He's not as mean as Mikey. Instead he tears his gaze away to look around them, only to have his stomach leap into his throat.]
[Oh shell. He doesn't know where they are.]
[Okay. Don't let Raph know that. It'll be fine - he's been up and down this part of the sewers, he's bound to recognize something eventually. Leo nervously takes a few paces towards the way they came, squinting down the length of the tunnel.]
I... I don't think he's going to try to follow us. [His voice is shaking a bit; he hopes so, at least.]
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Tears prick at his eyes, makes him sniffle pathetically. There goes Raphie again, crying like a big baby. The thought of being teased only makes him want to cry even more.]
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[This is all his fault. He shouldn't have told Raph about the runoff spots at all; he knows his brother has a hard time keeping his emotions in check, especially recently. Now they're lost, and... and a human might have seen them. Or they might come into the sewers looking for human children. He really messed this up.]
[Leo shuffles closer to his brother, careful not to invade his personal space too badly. His voice is as gentle as being an anxious nine-year-old permits.]
Come on, Raphie, it's not that bad. There's a lot of other places we can check. There's...
[He hesitates and trails off. When it comes to food, the main source is topside itself. But Master Splinter always makes Leo wait at the bottom of the manhole for that. He shakes his head.] Want to try somewhere else?
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This is the worst day of his life.]
I hate humans. [He sobs without looking up. He doesn't want to go anywhere. He just wants to sit here and be miserable.]
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[He wishes he could understand his brother sometimes, especially times like now. But he's given up on that years ago.]
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Leo doesn't care how much he hates humans. He doesn't care about why or anything, and it just makes him howl with grief until he finally tires himself out to just sniffling miserably for a while.
If he stops crying that doesn't mean he's all better. It just means he's tired. He hopes Leo knows that. He is not better and he still hates humans and he'll hate Leo even more if he tells.]
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[The only reason Leo is ignoring him is because he doesn't know what else to do. It almost seems like Raph hates him lately. He can't figure out why, and it hurts his feelings when Raph says some of the stuff he does. But he's positive that trying to talk to his brother while he's crying would just make things a hundred times worse.]
[When the loud wailing quiets down into sniffles, Leo turns slowly back around to face Raph, the cloth between his eyes pinched. He crouches down and edges a little closer.]
You okay now? [It's genuine concern, soft and inquisitive. If Raph doesn't pull away, Leo will shuffle closer until their arms are touching.] Hey... I'm sorry, okay?
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In Raph's mind, he's always the victim. He's always the one everyone hates and is never good at anything. He always messes things up whether he means to or not, and he always feels like it's never his fault. It's their fault for making him act like this. It's their fault for not understanding him. But Leo's apology doesn't make it any better. It doesn't feel real. It just sounds like he's saying it to shut him up.]
Wuh-what are you s-suh-suh-sorry for?
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[Sure, he might be mostly trying to make his brother feel better, but there's a large element of truth to it, too. Maybe Raph messed up, but so did Leo. So they're even, right? Right.]
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You, you mean they a-always do that?
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Uh-huh. This one time, Master Splinter was trying to untangle a blanket from a clothesline so he could bring it home, but then he heard a human coming, so he had to come back down the manhole. It was just a weird guy coming into the alley. [He leans a little closer, his expression turning conspiratorial.] And you know what he was even doing there?
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Huh?
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[As theatrical as he's being, it's only half an act put on for a little brother. Leo still can't begin to figure out why you would go out and pee somewhere where someone could walk in on you doing it. It would be so embarrassing! Humans are so weird.]
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Did you see his stuff?
[Because that is what nightmares are made of.]
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No! He was facing away from us, and besides, Sensei made us move to another manhole before he was finished. [THANK GOD.]
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And speaking of Sensei...
Mouth pressed into a hard line, he slumps forward again, afraid to look his brother in the eye.]
Are you gonna tell on me?
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Nah. [And that's it. Short and to the point. Master Splinter has enough to worry about. Leo might've tattled without hesitation a year ago, but now he has to consider these things more.]
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Promise?
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Promise. Now what do you say we go back to looking? The runoff spots are probably a no-go, but...
[He trails off again, his expression becoming troubled as he looks off to the side. They need food. And the best place to get food is still topside. But there's no way they can risk that... especially not after what just happened. Can they?]
[No, no. Of course they can't. Bad idea, Leo. Splinter's said a hundred times not to go topside, ever.]
[But why would he send Leo and Raph out to get food, knowing that it was nearly impossible to find it anywhere but there? He bites his lip again, totally forgetting to either finish or retract his sentence. What should they do?]
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But what?
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[Come on, Leo, think. You're the leader now. Splinter's coached you on this before - just weigh the risks against the need. Consider all the angles.]
Most alleys have trash cans with all the food humans throw away. Some of it's still clean enough to eat... and since they have lids, it shouldn't be wet at all. [He speaks haltingly, because it's really just him working through his head out loud.] But I don't know, Raph. Master Splinter never even lets me go topside with him. I don't think it's a good idea.
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I won't tell if you don't.
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[He chews on his lip a little, glancing off to the side. He isn't entirely convinced yet, but it's probably pretty easy to tell that he's close to giving in.]
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We're only staying in the alleyways, got it? And if any humans come around, we have to hide! And you'd better stick close to me! [Not that he has any actual experience with being topside, either, but at least he's seen Master Splinter shuffle around up there a bit.]
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