Raphael closed his eyes and leaned back to avoid the
incoming punch. At that moment Donatello and Michaelangelo let go of his
arms causing him to topple backwards and land unceremoniously on his
backside. Jesse, putting too much power in her punch, spun round and
landed on top of Raphael.
“Eeeewwww!” She squealed as she sprung back up, she
did a little jig as she wiped herself off. Leo tried not to laugh, but
failed miserably. Raphael glared at him. “Got your Kamikaze prayer
ready?” He glowed lunging at Leo. Both sped off into the distance
watch by the others.
Michaelangelo returned his attention to the girls.
“So what are you doing in the park, at night, alone?” He questioned.
“We come here every Friday night to have some fun.”
One of the girls answered.
“Oh great one Claire! Why don’t you tell him your
shoe size?” Jesse snapped. Just then Leo shot past the group
closely followed by Raphael. Donatello chose the worst moment to
move. Raphael collided with Donatello and sent him sprawling to the
ground. Mikey bent down and helped Donatello to his feet.
“Did anyone catch the number of that truck?”
Donatello asked rubbing his arm; Raphael just glared at him.
“Oh don’t be like that Jesse!” Claire sighed.
“Anyway it might be more fun if we let those guys play.” Jesse’s face
took on an evil plotting look.
Michaelangelo’s attention was instantly grabbed
again. “Play? Play what?”
Jesse folded her arms. “We have our own little
version of Truth or Dare.” Michaelangelo and Raphael’s eyes lit up.
“You know we should be getting back.” Leo broke
in. “We are probably in enough trouble as it is!” His brothers
groaned at him.
“Why? Are you too scared?” Jesse hissed.
Leo narrowed his eyes. “No just sensible! But you’re
on!” Well, if he was going to go up the creek without a paddle he may as
well enjoy the ride!
The now joined group moved over to a dark place by the edge of some trees. They all sat in a large circle, guys on one side, and girls on the other.