Post by Michelangelo on Feb 6, 2017 19:51:06 GMT -5
(April 26th. Morning.)
His confidence was slowly returning with each fight but he hadn't picked up his ninjas weapons since that day choosing regular sword or whatever they had at the time. He knew his family meant well but in his eyes, they had to say that kind of stuff. But as he tried to train he missed finding himself distracted by other thoughts. Of a certain human-sized cat he'd met a couple weeks ago. He'd been fascinated by him and had seen him around since then but hadn't really got a chance to talk to him. Seeing other big animals outside of his family was such a surprise yet one he liked.
He'd felt funny around the cat since seeing him like he couldn't figure out what to say and his cheeks would feel hot and look red. He'd started to think he was sick and had gone to Mrs. Potts not wanting to worry his father or brothers.
"Mrs. Potts I haven't been feeling so good lately. You think you could check me out?" asked Michelangelo.
He listed his symptoms to her and was surprised as she started laughing.
Mrs. Potts nodded and once she heard his symptoms couldn't help laugh a little.
"I see nothing funny about this." said Michelangelo.
"You're not sick. At least not with something that can be fixed by medicine. You're lovesick. The only cure that I know of is to tell him or her how you feel. If not you'll have to wait until it goes away on its own. But that could take time."
Michelangelo swung his sword at a target as Mrs. Potts's words still echoed in his head.
"She can't be right. Could I really feel that way?" asked Michelangelo.
He sighed in frustration and slammed the sword into a tree only for it to get stuck there.
"Oh great. This just isn't my day.." said Michelangelo.
He tried pulling it out and was so distracted he didn't realize he was no longer alone.
(ooc: heh. poor rum tum tugger. going to have an overprotective father and 3 overprotective brothers once leo joins critic's side. xd)
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