Fanfic - family Momends Ch1: april - Thougths
Title: Thougths
Fandom: T.M.N.T.
Series: Little turtle series
Summary: April is babysitting donnie, written from her pov
Disclaimer: i do not own the turtles, or april. just the idea for the Little Turtle Series.
LTL- Thougths
Disclaimer: I dont own the turtles, or april. just the idea for the Little Turtle universe.
This story follows after Little Turtle Lost. Comments are very welcome, especially since this is the first story i have written in this pov.
April:
I am behind my computer, trying to get some work done. Or more like, I should be concentrating on it, but my mind is elsewhere. I sigh and get up, planning to grab a cup of coffee. But instead of in my kitchen, I end up at the door to my guest-room, and open it softly. I try to tell myself this is a bad idea, I might wake him up, but I can’t stop myself. In the room an olive green mutant turtle is fast asleep, curled up under the blankets. If someone had told me a year ago that I would be re-opening my antique shop, and that a child would wrap me around his fingers in a way like he did, I would not have believed them. However here I am; watching a small, 5 year old turtle sleep while I should be working on those tax papers.
Donnie stirs in his sleep. I walk in and carefully sit on the bed, while he wakes up, gasping. He is having another nightmare. If I could, I would erase those memories he still has from the flood, and the short time he was awake in that underground lab. I pick him up and wrap my arms around him, and I feel him cling to me, shivering slightly. "Shhh. You are safe Donnie..., you are safe." I rock the child gently and rub his carapace while whispering more soothing words. Donnie clings to me while he slowly calms down.
When he is calm again, I take him to the main room, and turn on the TV. Where once my DVD collection only held action and romance movies, these days at least half of them are kids movies. It’s a good thing I don’t have many friends that don’t know about my mutant friends, or they would probably wonder when I started liking kid’s movies, instead of the romance and action flicks I always watched. I put a DVD in the player and curl up on the couch, with Donnie in my lap. For the next 90 minutes or so I am watching the adventures of the little fish called Nemo, with a child comfortably curled up against me.
The movie is almost over, when I hear the window near the fire-stairs open. I do not look up, since I am sure it is his brothers entering, and that they have come to pick him up after their patrol. Donnie is so busy watching the movie that he does not notice them entering. I smile, while inwardly part of me wishes they would have stayed away longer.
I watch Donnie as he realizes his brothers are here and how he greets them loudly, followed by jumping over the back of my couch towards them. Leo catches him and gets a hug first. After that Donnie moves to Raph, and then to Mike, to hug and greet them too. After accepting something to drink and asking me if everything went well they leave, Donnie sitting on Raph’s shoulders. I watch them climb out my window, smiling.