TMNT- Turtles Don't Blush Stretching his arms widely as the new day broke, Raphael gave a ferocious yawn as he walked groggily down the stairs into the kitchen. Looking around with tired, harlequin eyes, he noticed the kitchen was empty excusing the appliances, the half-empty boxes of cereal strewn across the counter, and the glass-stained coffee pot which was just begging to be filled up with a fresh batch of steamy joe.TMNT- Turtles Don't Blush3 years ago in General Fiction
"That's wierd," Raph mumbled with a little yawn, "Usually Donnie's the first one up."
And it was true: Donatello or Leonardo, most of the time, but more frequently then not it was the purple clad turtle who got the day started.
"Must've been working late on some invention or somethin'," Raphael scoffed as he fished through the refrigerator for the carton of orange juice,"Pfff...nerd."
Pooring the orange liquid slowly into a tall glass that sat on the maple-wood kitchen tabel, Raphael looked up abruptly and gasped as a thought shot into his mind. Before pursuing this th