Secrets 2:
Courage

“Wait. Stop. You guys don’t get it. It’s not about fighting.” Leonardo informed the young ones who were doing various things that they have learned from the story - most of which was simple butt kicking tactics.

‘I got this.’ Donatello thought as he walked over to the gong, took out his staff, and hit the metal dish with it. The sound of the gong caused them to turn and face the guest speakers with Leonardo pointing downward causing them to sit in place.

“Alright, tykes, pay attention to this story.” The one in orange instructed them while taking off his mask and treated it like a dancing ribbon. “It is said that the Viper clan descended from mighty dragons, whose legendary flames were distilled into the viper’s powerful venom. Great Master Viper was the greatest of this fabled clan. One touch of his ivory tips could fell 15 gorilla warriors…and a midsized crocodile. Evil, itself, trembled before him, before the awe-smacking awesomeness of his poison fang technique. And so it was with great joy that the daughter of the great master was born to carry the tradition.” The orange one spoke of the same stuff that Viper told him about her old man.

“Finally, a little warrior to carry on my legacy.” The father said as he sat on his chair looking at the bundle in his wife’s tail. With almost child-like joy the warrior gently pulled the pink sheet away to see his child.

“As the tiny viper first smiled at her father, the world itself shook.” The chucker said to them which caused the audience to drop their jaws in ‘oh’.

“Da-da.” The young snake said to her father in a baby voice.

“That’s right. No fangs.” He enlighten to the young bunnies.

“No venom!” The father said in awe before collapsing - a way to let all that he saw to sink in.

“Years went by. Viper’s father was still the only one who could protect the village. From the bad dudes.” The chucker said to them while explaining the fight between the father in law against one warthog and two crocodiles. “And little Viper still had no fangs. The great master was disconsolate.” The young one of four went on before adding:

“Can I help?” Viper questioned to her father since she wanted to back up her parent in battle.

“No, little one. It is too dangerous for you.” Her father answered back with a kind hearted chuckle. He appreciated her spirit, but without any fangs she would merely be a jump rope to any invaders, and he could not have that.

“So the little Viper did a little dance to make her father smile. And it worked. Just for a little bit.” He informed them before adding, “Now, I know what you’re thinking - where’s the kicking butt?” Michelangelo said to them since these were brawling bunnies: creatures that were not big on listening.

“Yeah.” The lot of them said as one.

“Patience, oh small ones. It begins…NOW!” The turtle shouted at them before remembering that he had yet to get to that part so he added, “Ok, well not right now. Soon. Soon!” The slacker decided to get back to the story, “Moon festival time. And all the dancing for her sad dad made Viper blossom into the best ribbon dancer in the village. But without fangs , she was too afraid to go to the festival. The great master was on his way to the won ton booth when…a gorilla bandit.” Michelangelo said to the students and seemed truly sorry while telling them that she had a bit of fear of being fangless.

“Cower now, old snake. Your town will soon tremble beneath my mighty fist.” The intruder shouted at their defender.

“Not if I defeat you now, with the awe-inspiring awesomeness of my poison fang technique!” Papa snake said to his foe: not noticing the increase in this fighter’s defense.

“Then bite me, oh fanged one.” The opponent taunted to the savior while knowing the spot he was at the leather skinned fighter will think his armor was nothing but fur.

“Shambala!” The great master shouted to signal the start of their fight.

“For his poison fang was invincible!” Michelangelo said to them and they had a facial expression which said, ‘we know who’s going to win.’

“But how?” The father questioned to the intruder after his attack had failed on the falling fiend.

“My poison-proof armor defies your fabled fangs!” The gorilla said back to the confused man. At the home both mother and child heard the ruckus in the streets below.

“Father!” The soon to be Furious Five member shouted in alarm when she saw her dad in danger.

“Viper? Viper!” The mother called out to her daughter, but it was no use for her child was a gal on a mission.

“Viper had no idea what she would do. But one thing that she, like all children know…” The clown said to them and stalled before finishing with:

“No one beats up on my daddy.” The young Viper said to the great ape. What she said is how the four view to their father - especially how the aggressive one feels about the rodent.

“A little snake with pretty ribbons?” The mammal questioned after forgetting about the defender and got up real close to the new comer. “What? Are you gonna dance for me.?” He questioned to her before laughing over what he had just said.

“If it’ll make you happy. Let‘s dance!” She said back to him. In truth she knew full well that he meant it as an insult, but unfortunately she took it as an idea. The lover to the leather skinned member went on about how she used speed and cunning to best him. “I don’t need to bite you to fight you.” The young one said while doing a move that she will soon use on a white tiger, but added a little wrinkle. “Too bad your fists aren’t as fast as your mouth.” She said before tying him up in a flash.

‘The guys are never going to let me live this down.’ The gorilla thought as he was bound with the victor resting on his heels.

“My deceptive dancing defies your poison-proof armor.” She informed him even though by now he already knew that much.

“The great master marveled at this little snake with no venom who had learned to dance to make her father smile. And so she had. That night, Viper found Courage, a power far more potent than venom.” The youngest of four said to them while putting his mask back on, but as soon as he did he did not like how the rabbits acted after his tale about his…friend.

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