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So far I haven’t had problems upstairs in my apartment, but the lights have flickered a few times. They do that down here too, just more frequently.”\n\n\tDon set his bag on the desk chair. “Hmm, strange. You haven’t smelled anything burning have you?”\n\n\t“No,” April said. “I don’t want it to get that far either. I don’t think I could stomach having to rebuild yet again. Are you sure you can manage this alone?”\n\n\t“No problem,” Don said with a grin. “Who would I get to help? Raph’s face is glued to the motocross races, Master Splinter’s teaching Leo a new kata, and Mikey is better suited to demolition than fixing things. I’ll be fine. Go make the IRS happy and don’t worry about this.”\n\n\t“Thank you, Donny,” April said. “I’ll lock up on my way out.”\n\n\tApril planted a quick, affectionate kiss on Don’s cheek and departed swiftly. There was a time when one of April’s sisterly kisses would have left him feeling tingly all over, now he accepted that they were strictly platonic and enjoyed them as such. It was the closest thing to a kiss he was ever going to receive.\n\n\tDon spent a few minutes reviewing the electrical schematics that April had left on her desk for him, and then an hour tracing the wiring that was connected to the faulty plugs. He wasn’t at all surprised to find that rats had gotten into the walls and begun chewing on wires.\n\n\tOne by one Don set about making repairs, happy that the job wasn’t going to be difficult, just time consuming. He had talked to April once before about pest management of a more drastic measure than simply plugging holes to keep the rats out and knew he’d have to broach the subject again. \n\n\tApril had a distinct problem with the idea of rat traps, mostly because of Master Splinter. Don would just have to remind her that their father would occasionally set the traps in their own home, so she wasn’t going to hurt his feelings.\n\n\tBefore turning the electricity back on, Don checked each of the faulty outlets with his ohm meter. Confident that his job was done, the purple banded part-time electrician restored the power to April’s shop and home, returning to her office so he could put his tools away.\n\n\tDon’s roll of electrical tape stuck to some of the papers on her desk when he picked it up and as he peeled it loose, he managed to dislodge a pile of precariously stacked folders. Frowning, Don moved to straighten them again when he noticed a plug he hadn’t seen before.\n\n\tShaking his head, Don unplugged April’s small desk lamp so he could use it to test the newly discovered outlet, silently lecturing his best friend about stacking paper near an electrical plug. When he pushed more of the papers and folders aside to clear the area, he uncovered Uncle Augie’s puzzle box.\n\n\tDon hadn’t seen the small transport device since he and April had used it to rescue her uncle from the giant flesh eating lizard people. He was surprised she still had it; he would have thought she’d have returned it to her uncle.\n\n\tWith a small grin, Don picked the box up and looked it over. On second thought, it was more like April to have hidden it from her uncle, hence keeping him from making any more dangerous journeys.\n\n\tHolding it in the palm of his hand so that he wouldn’t accidently activate it, Don studied the box. He remembered the two journeys he’d made through the dimensional gateway that opened when the box was switched on. While happy that those adventures had ended with the rescue of April’s Uncle Augie and with their saving the world from an invasion, he wasn’t ready to relive any of those experiences.\n\n\tDon decided that when he delivered his lecture on electrical safety and pest control, he’d also speak to April about locking up the puzzle box in a place where no one could get their hands on it. The thing was too powerful an object to be left lying around in the open.\n\n\tAs he was about to set it back down, the box suddenly turned and the glowing rods around the sides and on top popped out. With a quick, frantic movement Don tossed the box onto the desk and backpedaled, trying to get away from it. He wasn’t nearly fast enough as a brilliant white glow wrapped around him, displacing his atoms and dragging them inside the device.\n\n\tWhen his form shifted back together, Don found that he was falling through a deep blue sky and towards a large pond. Shoving aside his first instinct to yell, Don instead sucked in a huge lungful of oxygen just before hitting the water hard.\n\n\tSlamming into water from the height he’d fallen didn’t feel much different than hitting pavement. The impact forced some of the precious air from his mouth, but even stunned he knew to clamp his lips shut.\n\n\tDisoriented and shaken, Don went limp, hoping that this water had the same type of buoyancy as the water on Earth. The feeling in his body and limbs hadn’t fully returned yet, but he thought he was moving and hoped like shell that meant he was floating to the surface.\n\n\tSometime during his fall Don had closed his eyes and when he felt cool air blow across his face, he forced them open. With the return of his sight came the realization that he was no longer in the water, but had somehow made it to the muddy shore.\n\n\tStaring up at the sky, Don called up some of Raph’s favorite words, using them generously as he moaned through his body aches. A sudden snort of amusement from right next to him made Don’s head jerk to the side.\n\n\tRaphael was poised on one knee, a muscular arm draped across the other as he contemplated Donatello. His mouth curved up into a cocky grin when he saw Don looking at him.\n\n\t“Is that how you usually say thanks for saving your life, stranger?” \n\n\tVision clearing, Don gaped at the other turtle. It wasn’t his brother at all.\n\nTBC……………\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\t“Oh Donny, thank you so much for coming on such short notice,” April gushed with relief.

\tDonatello could tell from the lines across her forehead and her overall stiffness that April was stressed out.  Her frantic call had sent him hurrying over to her shop, using the underground tunnel into the basement since it was still daylight out.

\t“I brought my tools,” Don said, slipping his bag off his shoulder.  “Something electrical you said?”

\t“Yes,” April replied, shoving a stray strand of hair from her eyes.  “I paid the builder good money to put this place back together and I should call him to fix it, but I don’t have time to mess with him.  I have an appointment with an IRS agent across town.  They want to audit me!  I have a degree in math; my taxes are perfect . . . I don’t mean perfect, no one wants to pay high taxes, I just mean I know I haven’t made any errors.”

\t“Deep breath, April,” Don said quickly, interrupting her tirade.  Her face had become redder the more she talked, and Don began to understand why humans had such an overwhelming fear of the government’s revenue service.

\t“Sorry,” April said sheepishly.  “Facing alien invaders was less intimidating than facing an IRS agent.”

\t“Why don’t you tell me where you’re having an electrical problem and then leave everything up to me,” Don said.  “Whatever it is, I can fix it.”

\tApril sighed in relief.  “I know you can.  I really wouldn’t trust anyone else.”

\tShe led Don through the shop and into the small office in back.  The lights throughout were off, but a single desk lamp illuminated the area where April did her paperwork.

\t“Some of the outlets in here have stopped working,” April said, pointing at one marked with an orange sticker.  “I put an orange colored sticker on the ones that don’t work.  There are yellow stickers on the ones that work part of the time.  It’s not just in here, it’s happening throughout the shop.  So far I haven’t had problems upstairs in my apartment, but the lights have flickered a few times.  They do that down here too, just more frequently.”

\tDon set his bag on the desk chair.  “Hmm, strange.  You haven’t smelled anything burning have you?”

\t“No,” April said.  “I don’t want it to get that far either.  I don’t think I could stomach having to rebuild yet again.  Are you sure you can manage this alone?”

\t“No problem,” Don said with a grin.  “Who would I get to help?  Raph’s face is glued to the motocross races, Master Splinter’s teaching Leo a new kata, and Mikey is better suited to demolition than fixing things.  I’ll be fine.  Go make the IRS happy and don’t worry about this.”

\t“Thank you, Donny,” April said.  “I’ll lock up on my way out.”

\tApril planted a quick, affectionate kiss on Don’s cheek and departed swiftly.  There was a time when one of April’s sisterly kisses would have left him feeling tingly all over, now he accepted that they were strictly platonic and enjoyed them as such.  It was the closest thing to a kiss he was ever going to receive.

\tDon spent a few minutes reviewing the electrical schematics that April had left on her desk for him, and then an hour tracing the wiring that was connected to the faulty plugs.  He wasn’t at all surprised to find that rats had gotten into the walls and begun chewing on wires.

\tOne by one Don set about making repairs, happy that the job wasn’t going to be difficult, just time consuming.  He had talked to April once before about pest management of a more drastic measure than simply plugging holes to keep the rats out and knew he’d have to broach the subject again.

\tApril had a distinct problem with the idea of rat traps, mostly because of Master Splinter.   Don would just have to remind her that their father would occasionally set the traps in their own home, so she wasn’t going to hurt his feelings.

\tBefore turning the electricity back on, Don checked each of the faulty outlets with his ohm meter.  Confident that his job was done, the purple banded part-time electrician restored the power to April’s shop and home, returning to her office so he could put his tools away.

\tDon’s roll of electrical tape stuck to some of the papers on her desk when he picked it up and as he peeled it loose, he managed to dislodge a pile of precariously stacked folders.  Frowning, Don moved to straighten them again when he noticed a plug he hadn’t seen before.

\tShaking his head, Don unplugged April’s small desk lamp so he could use it to test the newly discovered outlet, silently lecturing his best friend about stacking paper near an electrical plug.  When he pushed more of the papers and folders aside to clear the area, he uncovered Uncle Augie’s puzzle box.

\tDon hadn’t seen the small transport device since he and April had used it to rescue her uncle from the giant flesh eating lizard people.  He was surprised she still had it; he would have thought she’d have returned it to her uncle.

\tWith a small grin, Don picked the box up and looked it over.  On second thought, it was more like April to have hidden it from her uncle, hence keeping him from making any more dangerous journeys.

\tHolding it in the palm of his hand so that he wouldn’t accidently activate it, Don studied the box.  He remembered the two journeys he’d made through the dimensional gateway that opened when the box was switched on.  While happy that those adventures had ended with the rescue of April’s Uncle Augie and with their saving the world from an invasion, he wasn’t ready to relive any of those experiences.

\tDon decided that when he delivered his lecture on electrical safety and pest control, he’d also speak to April about locking up the puzzle box in a place where no one could get their hands on it.  The thing was too powerful an object to be left lying around in the open.

\tAs he was about to set it back down, the box suddenly turned and the glowing rods around the sides and on top popped out.  With a quick, frantic movement Don tossed the box onto the desk and backpedaled, trying to get away from it.  He wasn’t nearly fast enough as a brilliant white glow wrapped around him, displacing his atoms and dragging them inside the device.

\tWhen his form shifted back together, Don found that he was falling through a deep blue sky and towards a large pond.  Shoving aside his first instinct to yell, Don instead sucked in a huge lungful of oxygen just before hitting the water hard.

\tSlamming into water from the height he’d fallen didn’t feel much different than hitting pavement.  The impact forced some of the precious air from his mouth, but even stunned he knew to clamp his lips shut.

\tDisoriented and shaken, Don went limp, hoping that this water had the same type of buoyancy as the water on Earth.  The feeling in his body and limbs hadn’t fully returned yet, but he thought he was moving and hoped like shell that meant he was floating to the surface.

\tSometime during his fall Don had closed his eyes and when he felt cool air blow across his face, he forced them open.  With the return of his sight came the realization that he was no longer in the water, but had somehow made it to the muddy shore.

\tStaring up at the sky, Don called up some of Raph’s favorite words, using them generously as he moaned through his body aches.  A sudden snort of amusement from right next to him made Don’s head jerk to the side.

\tRaphael was poised on one knee, a muscular arm draped across the other as he contemplated Donatello.  His mouth curved up into a cocky grin when he saw Don looking at him.

\t“Is that how you usually say thanks for saving your life, stranger?”

\tVision clearing, Don gaped at the other turtle.  It wasn’t his brother at all.

TBC……………
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