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Meditation (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)
By Haruka ([email protected])
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"Times up, guys, hurry!" Leonardo warned.
"I'll get the chip bags!" Donatello said.
"I've got the dustpan!" Raphael added. "Where's Mikey?"
"Over here!" Michelangelo waved as he pressed the last button on the microwave.
"No!" Leonardo exclaimed too late.
"He's coming _now_!" Donatello cried and all four Turtles hurried back into their Lotus positions, closing their eyes.
Their sensei, Splinter, walked in. "My sons, your meditation time is over. I hope you found it beneficial."
*POP!* … *POP!* *POP!* … *POP!* *POP!* *POP!*
Michelangelo's brothers glared at him and he gave the stern-faced Splinter a sheepish grin. "Want some popcorn, Master?"
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(2004)
TMNT characters are not mine.
This fic is not to be re-posted.