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[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

Who: the_mikester, sherpahat, no_use_running
What: Mike sneaks into Ami's house in broad daylight only to find she has a guest of the more permanent kind
When: Today I guess
Where: Ami's house
Summary: Ami adopted Dil and he is now living with her. Mike is now feeling comfortable enough with Ami that he thinks it's a great idea to climb in her window with some ice cream. These two events become extremely related. The end.
Rating: PG, I should hope :|

Mike is feeling bored and antsy and wants to see Ami. So he takes the now familiar route to her house, including the also familiar detour to the store for some ice cream, and, since he and Ami are good friends now, dispenses with the door and just knocks on the window.

Er, it's habit.

Comments

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

"A magic show? I've never done one of those before." Sounds neat.

[sherpahat.livejournal.com]

"Never? Well, my man, there's a first time for everything"

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

"I'll happily be the audience!" Ami grins at them both, and starts mentally redecorating the living room to provide more open space. "I'll look forward to it."

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

"I think I'll have to learn some more tricks if we wanna do a whole show." His repertoire isn't that big, actually. He mainly knows card tricks.

[sherpahat.livejournal.com]

Dil looks briefly surprised, and then gives his own modest wave.

"I'll have to learn lots too."

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

"That's alright. You'll both work hard to learn it all."

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

"Maybe I'll come over sometime and teach you," Mike says, giving Dil a serious nod. He really likes this idea.

[sherpahat.livejournal.com]

Dil makes a sound of excited confirmation here before going back to finishing off whatever is left of his ice cream. The haste comes because, well. It is starting to melt and all.

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

[Oh dear; it is. Ami hurriedly spoons a few bites of coldly soupy melt into her mouth. Ah, well; it still tastes the same.]

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

Once Mike finishes off the ice cream dumplings, he will abandon the spoon and just drink ice cream soup from the bowl, slurping a bit. Splinter was wise enough to choose his battles, and teaching his sons manners was one he decided to refrain from.