7. Paper Cranes

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"What are you doing kid?"

I grinned.
"What do you think?" I asked, not bothering to look up from my work.

Almost instantly, a shadow loomed over me, trying to peek on what i'm actually doing.

"Is that.. a paper bird?"

"A paper crane to be exact." I said, correcting him while finished folding the crane carefully before starting another one.

"Isn't that the ones you put up hanging on the entrance of that cool room of yours?"

Ah, so he does has a brain to remember.

I need to get that noted.

"Precisely, Watson." I said in my best British accent, quoting Sherlock Holmes.

I'm a nerd too.

Long live nerds.

Whoo.

I heard Raph snorted.
"What are you, British?"

"What if i am?" I shot back.

"In yer' lil' turtle dreams."

"A great person once said; Let your dreams come true."

"Yea' yeah, suit yer'self." He said, flicking my head in process.

"Hey!" I pouted, throwing him a paper crane that hits him on the head.

Good aim? Yes. Is it hurt? 'Fortunately not.

Luck is not on my side today.

Dang it, i should go look for a four leaved clover.

Or is it leaves? Dunno.

"So why are ya' makin' these anyways? To hang 'em again?" Raph asked, plopping down to sit beside me.

"Not exactly." I paused from my work and finally look over to him.

"There was a Japanese saying, that anyone's wish could be granted if they made 1000 paper cranes."

"And let me guess, that's yer' goal?"

"Duh."

"You do know that could be fake right?"

"I know." I smiled at him and started to fold more cranes.

"Then why would you-..?"

"It's not going to hurt if i believe it. Besides, there's a chance it could be true."

He was silent for a moment, which is kinda surprising. Although i'm not really noticing about him since i was caught up with my folding.

"What are your wishes anyways? More paints?" He teased.

I rolled my eyes on him.
"Haha, very funny."

"But seriously, what?"

"I won't say it."

"Oh come on! Tell me!"

"Nope"

"Tell."

"Nada."

"Spill."

"Nopey dopey."

"Okay fine. Please."

I gasped,
"Who are youuu???"

He whacked my head again.

Aw come on! That's seriously Mikey's thing!

"A'right kid, please do tell me."

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