Comfort And JoyLeo Usagi Donnie brotherly ficIn the late 1800's, Leo just got back from his tour across the world for three years with his brother Usagi intime for Christmas. Now he has to adapt to the role he missed more then anythingA/n i think i'm gettign addicted to A-U's, cause this is a all new one just a christmas fic. Its based on this other idea i had abotu New Zealand in teh 1800's after the end of the Civil War.also Usagi deserves WAY more attention then he's gotten so farmy gawdi think i'm becoming a A-U monsterLeo dipped the pen back into the dark ink. The tip scratching over his parchment, one of the endless documents he had been assigned to fill out. Words coming together to form a boring but rather well put letter to the Governor. Telling of his various acquisitions and travels. His free hand releasing his empty mug to roll over his scalp and touch the knot of his mask. He could remember the looks he had gotten from the various people he had met, but eventually their eyes would
Warmth of FamilyTMNT FANCITIONDon+ brotherly fluff.Christmas Special!A chill went over his arms. Don put his hands over them in a mild attempt to appease the cold air. It was a personal rule of his, when it was only him in the Lair he didn't' turn the heat on. The only electronic thing alive at the moment was the radio on his desk, set at the lowest volume and pushing out static Christmas music, but it was powered by battery rather then by outlet. The energy was far too valuable to use on one turtle.One single turtleRaph was out again, despite their sensei's warnings, their sensei was drinking tea with April ( Splinter had invited him along, but Donnie had a shift he couldn't avoid) and Mikey was out with some other "Entertainment Industry" co-workers. So it wasn't' like he was abandoned.But it sure felt that way.It added every time that Splinter would walk by, a sympathetic glance, Donnie knew there was disappointment in that action. Almost a apology for the position he had been put under .The
Unbreakable Chapter 2Chapter 2The Lost NinjaMikey always knew about being a social kame, even with the villagers calling him stuff like “weirdo”. He didn’t’ care, he had fun. And that was one of the reasons he loved the nun chucks so much. They were wild.Like him.Despite all that, he knew that practicing nun chucks in the village upset the others and the whispers of ‘ninja’ would start up again. The last thing he wanted to do was make his brother upset. Even though Leo never saw it, He would protect him as much as his big brother protected him if he could. So that’s why, when he practiced, he’d pack a bag and travel a little bit outside the village to a spot that Leo had pre approved. It was just out back, next to the river ( a constant source of the fishermen who stopped by)and close enough that Leo could check up on him whenever he wanted (which was quite often)Mikey caught the swinging chokun-bo under his armpit. With a satisfied grin he release
TMNT fanfic Unbreakable Chapter 1Chapter 1 Lost KameThe way of the sword.An unforgiving blade.Life and death,This is his wayFor as long as Leonardo could remember, this phrase stuck into the back of his mind like a primal instinct. To him, it was as simple as blinking or breathing. Much like the constant pressure of the swords on his back. They had always been with him. Even on that day.THAT dayDespite the fact he was quite young when it happened, it stuck with him for years. The weight of a baby on his back, a pair of large swords (even longer then his whole body) being drug behind him. His head was pulsing in pain, scrambling his senses. And his throat was dry and heavy, but that could describe everything in general. But the heaviest burden was the weight on his back, a baby kame with orange wrappings. It was the most valuable weight, and he had to get the baby somewhere safe.He didn’t know where he was going (he wasn’t even aware of the twigs sticking at his bare feet) he knew he had to LEAVE. H
She'll die first before talking.
Me: *In Bane's voice from Dark Knight Rises* I'll be sure to keep to you schedule, Chief Bei Fong.