I felt my body slowly come in and out of my slumber as I rolled closer towards a strange warmth besides me. I couldn't remember what I was doing, or who I was with. Saying so, there were multiple sounds of light snoring coming from every section of the room, though one seems awful close.

With my eyes still remaing closed, I heard a faint voice of someone mumbling...

"Pizza..."

I giggle to myself, finally realizing where I was. I faintly remember April telling me that the turtles had a strange addiction to pizza, and Michelangelo, he being the most obsessed when it came to it. Though, if I'm really at the lair, wouldn't that mean that Raph really put a blanket around us...?

Eyes still remaining closed, I felt the blanket covering my bare legs, trapping warmth.

Hmmm, guess that answers that question. But if that's the blanket around my feet, then what's...

I quickly open my eyes seeing Raphael's face centimeters from mine. To what I didn't feel earlier, but I sure do now, is his arm wrapped around my waist.

             "Holy Christmas cookies..." I gasp, not moving an inch.

              My body felt as if it was glued to the floor. People would call this: Paralyzed from fear, but no, I would call it paralyzed from shock from being next to a giant sleeping turtle!
                But, that's to long. So, guess we'll go with paralyzed from shock...

               I look over behind me, April was curled up next to Casey on the couch, the three other turtle brothers laying separately on the floor.

               If they were to see Raphael and I, we would never hear the end of it.

               Slowly, and ever so quietly, I lean on my hand to push myself up out of Raphs grasp. Though, that didn't work out to well.

               He groaned, tightening his grip around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

             'Shit!'

               I roll my eyes, sighing, thinking of another possible way to get this turtle to release his death grip around me.

             Suddenly, a loud groan came from behind me, where the three brothers were.

           "Aw dudes, I just had the most weirdest dream."

             It was Michelangelo. We're screwed.

             I look at Raphaels closed eyes, they moving around slowly.

              'He must be dreaming.'

              Looking back, I see Mikey still laying down, his arm laying over his face, mumbling God knows what.
            I turn back over, though what I didn't expect was Raphs eyes to be wide open!

           I scream, jumping out of his grasp and on to my feet. The others immediately woke up to my reaction, but Raph was just laying there completely baffled.

             "What's wrong, Andie?" Leonardo asked, his voice cracking a bit from he just waking up.

             I look back down at Raphael whose face was bright red. I could bet a thousand dollars that mine was just as red too.

             "I... ermm... he... I... we'll... you see-"

              "She's late for work!" Raphael added in, saving me, saving us broth, from a embarrassing moment.

              I nodded slowly, trying to take in what he just said. Then it hit me,

              "Holy shit really?!" I take Aprils phone from her, which she was skimming through Instagram, sitting apart from Casey now.

             She grunted annoyed as I gasped loudly from seeing the time, and began to grab my clothes from last night.

            "Oh my wonderful roasted peanuts I'm going to be so late if I don't leave right now!" I yell once more, throwing April her phone and heading back toward the entrance the lair.

             Leonardo and Raphael both got up. Leo speaking first. "You need to take one of us with you for now on. It's dangerous for you and April to be walking around by yourselves."

            I nodded and was about to have Leo pick for me, but Raph jumped in.

           "I'll do it!" He yelled, but changed his tone from the shocked faces his brothers, Casey and April shared.

           "O-only because I can get outta' here. Me bein' around you guys all the damn time isn't good for any of us." He says, referring to his brothers.

           They all nod their heads fast as I grab Raphs wrist, pulling him with me.

            "Thanks guys for such a fun night and April don't forget, lunch is made in the fridge if you get hungry. Oh, oh! Please don't forget to put away your clothes!"

              April rolls her eyes to my reminder. "Yeah, yeah, mom."

            I chuckle lightly, but Raphael picked me up bridal style which made me squeal just a bit. He began to ram though the sewers, I holding onto the edge of his plastron.

           He looked down at me, slowly down to a walk and sighed, "I'm just doing this so I can get to work faster."

           I rolled my eyes, "you just changed your story again. So which one is it?"

           Guessing he was taken back by my tone since his eyes widened, "someone's got their panties in a bunch," he chuckled to his own comment. "But seriously, I am being honest."

          I looked up into his bright, light green eyes, seeing he was. I nodded, "thank you, Raphael. But honestly, you nor' any of your brothers need to escort me."

           "We aren't escorting you, Andie. We're just... watching over ya."

               I didn't respond, only because I didn't have anything else to say, and that it was already pretty embarrassing looking back to what happened earlier.

            Before we knew it, we were at my work. Though, considering I was only in a t-shirt, Raphaels t-shirt at that, the extra work clothes in the back are gonna have to do.

            "Thanks for the lift, Prince Charming." I smirk as Raph pulls me up out of the manhole.

             He returned the playful smirk, "no problem, princess."

              Before I could walk away, I stopped, turning back around to face him. He placed a tooth pick in his mouth, crossing his arms, waiting for my reaction.

               And oh was he gonna get one.

            "Raphael, if you ever call me princess again, I'll tell your brothers how you had your arm around me this morning."

           He gasped, widening his eyes, which now it was my turn who wore the cocky smirk.

              "Eh, might just be worth the 'brutal torture'." He chuckled, then leaving me there with my mouth half parted, and back into the sewers.

               I blink a few times, closing my mouth and placing my hands on my hips. "Wow." I laugh to myself as I turn away, shaking my had as I walked into work. Ready to change and ready to work.

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    Well won't ya look at that! I finally, finally, got another chapter done!

     Turns out, I just had enough data to post this while I'm in the car. Sorry for the spelling errors, I figured they would be some.

        See y'all in the next one!

~Angie