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April was getting tired of waiting for Splinter to wake up. He was sleeping in HER bed, and she couldn’t just leave him there… could she?
“Come on, Splinter,” she said. “I’ve gotta head to work soon.”
Splinter opened his eyes, but just barely.
A second later, they were closed again.
April sighed, deeply regretting her choice to let him stay overnight.
“Am I gonna have to drag you to work with me?”
She almost laughed at the idea. Almost. The idea of getting fired really wasn’t too funny.
Splinter either didn’t hear her, or pretended not to. And the latter really didn’t seem like something he would do.
April was starting to worry. What if he was sick?
“Splinter, are you okay?” She paused, bracing herself for the next word she would say. “Sweetie?”
Why isn’t he answering?
She asked him again, louder. Still no answer.
April was about to cry from frustration.
Well, I guess I’ll have to carry him back into the sewers. Wait, I’d better call the Turtles first. Maybe they’ll know what’s going on!
Leonardo answered, yawning.
“Hey, April! Is something wrong? You don’t usually call this early.”
“It’s Splinter,” she said. “I can’t get him to wake up!”
“Oh? Let me talk to him!”
April moved the TurtleCom towards Splinter’s face.
“Hello?” Leonardo said. “Master Splinter?”
Splinter’s eyes immediately snapped open, and he sat up straight.
“Leonardo! What has happened? Is everything alright?”
“Yes, Sensei,” Leonardo said. “We were wondering if you were okay.”
“Of course.”
“Oh, thank goodness!” April said. “We thought you were sick or something!”
“Is that so?” Splinter asked.
“Yeah, you wouldn’t wake up!” Leonardo said.
“My apologies,” Splinter said. “I was practicing a technique for deeper meditation.”
“Oh, okay.” April gave a sigh of relief. “Now, please go home.”