Theme: Caught in a Lie A/N: Michelangelo is upset. Ice Cream
Kitty and his brothers try their best to comfort him, making him realize his
number one fans encourage him that Art shouldn’t have restrictions.
A high pitched gasp escaped from the youngest, baby
blue beaming at the bright screen while agape mouth grew into a smile. Pushing
his brother’s laptop aside, Michelangelo eagerly jumped from the cluttered bed
to run across his room to begin his search.
“Ice Cream Kitty!” he giggled, waking up his pet’s
mid-afternoon slumber. “This is so cool! There’s an online event. An art event!” Stocky hands fumbled through
his messy dresser, pulling out several sets of comic books until grabbing hold
of an unopened sketchpad. “I’ve been saving this for a special occasion, ICK.”
She purred as he settled on the mattress beside her. Dark chocolate eyes
curiously watched a finger prod the plastic seal. “Oh!” He stopped midway,
dropping the pad onto the floor before rushing to search underneath his bed.
“Oh no,” he frowned, turning to face his ice cream companion. “Kitty, you’ve
seen my crayons?” She swung side to side, innocently glancing around the crowded
room before playfully swatting a vanilla paw across freckled cheek. He grinned
as the cream trickled, pink tongue quickly darting to taste its sweetness. She
snickered, meowing after reaching behind to reveal his old set of crayons. “I
knew it!” Snatching the crinkled box, he happily picked up his fallen pad. “Oh
boy,” he cheered, bright smile returning once ripping the thin plastic off. “What
His heart pounded, a crease forming between his brow
ridges as shoulders slumped after reading and re-reading the notification email.
A heavy sigh left him, moist cerulean averting towards the excitedly awaiting
His bottom lip trembled, causing her strawberry ears
“They didn’t accept my submission, Kitty.”
“What’s wrong with Mikey?” Raphael’s thumb pointed at
the direction of his brother’s room. “Usually he’d be out here scarfin’ three
pizzas by now.” Worried Leonardo glanced behind him as the red masked snatched
a second helping.
“I tried to get him out of his room since this
morning. But, he kept saying he was tired.”
Donatello placed an empty plate on his lap, licking
his fingers before cherry brown peered over his lean shoulder.
“That’s very unusual behavior.” The older siblings
agreed, scratching their heads, wondering what had made the normally bubbly
little brother so gloomy.
The trio soon settled to pay a visit, walking out of
the living area until reaching Michelangelo’s bedroom. Their view caught him lounging
on his stomach through the slightly ajar door, murmuring softly.
Letting out a lengthy sigh, the lime green turtle
rested his head against the mattress, looking at Kitty’s equally disappointed
expression. She scooted forward, ceramic bowl tilting, to rub an icy cheek
against his face.
“You liked it, right?”
chuckled, reaching out to swipe a bit of strawberry with his index finger.
“At least I have someone who likes it,” he replied in
a more cheerful tone. “Who are they to be judgin’ anyways?” Michelangelo sat
up, legs uncrossing. “‘A way to celebrate
artists,’” he mimicked. “Pfft,
what a bunch of phonies.”
Still pouting, he turned his head, seeing them file in,
avoiding the various scattered toys and clothing across the floor.
“Is something bothering you?” Leonardo asked while
sitting on the cleanest edge of his bed. Jade palm rested against freckled
shoulder, leaning forward reassuringly. “You’ve been pretty quiet today.”
Michelangelo shrugged, causing his brothers to glimpse
at one another.
“C’mon, man.” Raphael sauntered, cracking his knuckles
before draping an arm over narrow shoulders. “Need me to pound someone?”
Again, he remained silent.
Donatello frowned, wondering what had made the
youngest seem so distant.
“Mikey, if you don’t tell us what’s going on, we won’t
be able to help you.”
Orange veiled exhaled tiredly, lifting his gaze.
“My…my drawing didn’t make the cut.”
His siblings confusedly stared.
“What do you mean?”
“It wasn’t good enough?”
“I know I’m not as talented as you guys,” Mikey
confessed while twiddling his thumbs, “I wasn’t expecting to get a lot of
praise. And that’s fine.” He huffed. “But, they didn’t even display my picture
on their blog!” Michelangelo swiftly turned the laptop for their view, pointing
accusingly at the screen. All three leaned forward, looking at an abundance in
posts of artwork. Leonardo quickly grew curious.
“So, people just upload their drawings. For others to
“Yeah!” He pulled the laptop closer to him, legs
crossing, eagerly scrolling. “It’s like a monthly thing,” he began explaining.
“There’s a theme, people can comment… Basically a community of sharing their
ideas on a ton of stuff.”
“Sounds pretty cool.”
“Only if you’re in their inner circle, apparently…” Sky
“So,” Raphael interrupted. “How come they didn’t
accept your entry?”
Remembering, Mikey once again became upset.
“Oh. I might’ve not followed the rules completely…”
“Following a set of guidelines is very important,” Donatello
claimed. “Did you have a clear understanding?”
“Yeah,” he muffled. “But I didn’t think art needed rules…”
“That’s right.” Raphael folded is arms. “Art doesn’t
need any rules.”
“Yes. But a set of rules -”
“No. Art is boundless. No one should say what needs to
be drawn. Or written. Art is art.” The brute fighter turned to face his brother.
“I’ll gladly display your picture on the refrigerator.”
Blue eyes soon sparkled wide.
“Really.” Dark green hand reached out, waiting until
Michelangelo gladly handed his sketchpad. Raphael carefully ripped the sheet before
looking at the drawing. The usually brusque turtle smiled. “I love it.” The
brothers took turns, nodding in praise. “Sort of resembles Pablo Picasso…”
Raphael revealed as he spun the page sideways, then upside down.
“ICK loves it too!” He reached for her bowl, setting
her on his bouncing lap.
exclaimed joyously before purring, snatching the drawing from the brothers to
hug it against her.
She hissed as they tried to take the picture back,
wanting to greedily keep the precious portrait all to herself. It wasn’t everyday
someone drew such masterpiece.
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