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*It had been a long night. The kegger out by the lake seemed to rage on for hours. He should have gone down and at least gotten a drink. Instead he did what he always did on his birthday. He sat up on a rooftop watching the world go by him. Force of habit? Or plain old fear? Raph was trying not to think about either, truth be told.
He rolled out of bed, counted to 25, and watched as the bed remade itself. The process wasn't complete until the Death stuffed toy was prominently placed against the pillows. He'd tested this a few times. No matter where he put the thing, it somehow always got put back in the exactly same position. Raph found it a little disturbing.
Something catches his eye as he makes his way from the main room to the bath room. It's that blasted VHS tape Mike left. The one with the obvious "men in suit" version of him and his brothers. Raph wrinkles his nose at the cover and keeps walking. There's a hot shower with his name on it.*
He rolled out of bed, counted to 25, and watched as the bed remade itself. The process wasn't complete until the Death stuffed toy was prominently placed against the pillows. He'd tested this a few times. No matter where he put the thing, it somehow always got put back in the exactly same position. Raph found it a little disturbing.
Something catches his eye as he makes his way from the main room to the bath room. It's that blasted VHS tape Mike left. The one with the obvious "men in suit" version of him and his brothers. Raph wrinkles his nose at the cover and keeps walking. There's a hot shower with his name on it.*
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He pulls on a corner of the ninja blanket and tosses it to the floor. Twenty five seconds later it's folded and stored in the linen closet.
Ah the wonders of a magic apartment.
He smiles against her mouth, and slowly pushes her back onto the bed.*
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She flops back onto the bed, folds her arms behind her head, and kicks off her shoes.
She's kind of smirking. It's a smirk that, while not satisfied, knows it will be very soon.