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virgilisspidey · 1 year

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Tmnt Owl house AU something something (mostly based on 2012)

For things to make sense some mutants ain't mutants, they're witches and not demons until i say so. Well except one of em, one of em is human.

Shredder is Belos and Splinter is Caleb but instead of Shredder killing Splinter for falling in love with a witch and wanting to stay in the demon realm he kills him because he's also in love with the same witch, which is Shen taking the place of Evelyn.

With a lot of consideration, i was really debating on whether or not to make Karai take Hunter's place but i found a perfect place for her. She's Eda the Owl Lady... Or more like Karai the snake lady. She's still connected to Shen and Splinter in a way. She's a wild witch and the self proclaimed strongest witch in the boiling isles. She's cursed by the Snake Beast, which is why i made her Eda since she can shift between two forms in the show.

Chompy in this is taking King's place and you guessed it, the boiling isles is Tokka, Chompy's mama. He's still pretty much a turtle.

They have their own version of hooty which is hissy lol very creative.

Venus is gonna be Lilith in this. Even though she doesn't exist in 2012 i want to use her cuz why not. Her attitude is basically the same as lilith in a sense.

Oh and Shini is Raine.

I was debating really hard on who gets to be Luz and I was thinking of Leo and Mikey, but for this I chose Leo. He seems the type. Mikey has a lot of imagination for sure, but Leo is the same obsessed as Luz is.

He's just a normal japanese kid that's just a bit too weird and obsessed with his fantasies. Not in the same level as Luz is though, more in the lines of not being able to socialize properly because people think he's weird for it. He's fine with that until he was sent to reality check summer camp in order to make friends. I don't know who can be his parent though, I was thinking it would still be Splinter, he's just a descendant of the Saki brothers that coincidentally takes the name Hamato (which is Karai's surname).

Leo appeared in the boiling isles after he watched Miwa, Karai's snake palisman drag his book away and decided to stay to learn magic like he only ever dreamed of. He's as enthusiastic as Luz is but is a bit hesistant in getting into trouble until him and his new friends from hexsude accidentally animated the house. He's still pretty much a worrier and took it upon himself to help out as much as possible.

Karai won't admit it but she's getting soft on the kid.

I have been thinking hard on it but i was able to figure a few things out.

Donnie takes Amity's place, and obviously there's no shipping. I would've put April here but honestly she doesn't really fit. He is adopted. His dad is Dr. Rockwell and Donnie took his name last name. Donnie's still in the Abomination track like Amity but he wants to learn more about other tracks so he learns in secret. I was also thinking Odalia can be replaced by Falco because... Ya know what happened between him and Falco.

Anyways.

Donnie's personality starts off as cold and a bit too obsess when it comes to being at the top, but his true personality shows through qith his interests in human technology, which he wishes to indulge with since he was younger. Leo befriends him and he slowly gets back to the Donnie we all know and love. Karai even gives their human junk for him to tinker if he wants to. He pretty much uses his abomination goo to form a staff instead of monsters from time to time and he's damn well good with it until he gets his palisman, which is a spiny soft shell turtle.

Then we have Mikey, who's split between being Gus and being Willow. He's definitely Gus most of the time. In here he's Donnie's childhood friend but they had a falling out due to Falco's meddling. He's just as obsessed in humans as Donnie, but more obsessed with the mundane side like their shows and comics. We deviate from the show because he's in the potions track and he's damn well good in it as well. He started in the Abominations track to follow Donnie but in the end he transfers tracks after realizing that chasing Donnie was not worth it now that he had a friend in Leo. Donnie and Mikey will get along eventually. He may not be all thay useful in a fight but he uses potions in small easy to shatter vials that work like Leo's glyphs if thrown hard enough. His palisman is a ornate box turtle.

Leatherhead adopted Mikey as well!!

Another person that's split between being Willow and Gus is our queen Mona Lisa. I really want Raph to give her that nickname but it has to be Leo and she's happy to be given a human nickname. She's part of the Plant Coven and is pretty darn powerful in it. She's a year older than Mikey and Donnie, around April and Casey's age and is like a big sister figure to Mikey ever since him and Donnie's little spat. Everything goes well in the end when the two get along. Her palisman is a blue and black spotted salamander.

The emerald entrails still happen, with April and Casey taking place of Skara and Viney in the team along with Mona and Mikey.

And oh boy here we are.

Raph.

The Golden Guard... Or the Crimson Guard.

A grimwalker of Splinter, Shredder's brother, he's the youngest Crimson Guard ever and the most like him, except for the bright green eyes. He's basically overconfident and cocky under that red mask of his, he's the symbol of fear for the Emperor, a soldier meant to enforce the Titan's will. A strong figure that proves that wild witches' days of running free are numbered.

But under all that is a bad but mad boy who is angry at the world because the Emperor told him to. Under all that is a child with bright eyes and the love for nature. An absolute dork that talked to birds that passed by his room, a kid obsessed with the idea of freedom, of wild magic he know he can't wield. And look! A palisman chose him! An alligator snapping turtle that was oh so protective. But because he's so much like him the Emperor placed higher standards on his shoulders. So he needs to be mad, he needs to be angry, for the Titan's will, to make his Uncle proud, and to insure a future where it stops hurting.

He's going to realize that his future doesn't belong with a fraud.

It belongs with Leo's gentle comfort, Mikey's laughter, and Donnie's endless ramblings.

If it weren't for the fact that he's a clone of a dead man, or that Mikey and Donnie don't know who their real parents are, or the fact that Leo was human, he swears that maybe in another life they're brothers.

And as his whole worldview crashes down reveal after reveal...

Leo says that they're brothers and that's when Raph knew he's done being someone's puppet.

#tmnt 2012 #the owl house #tmnt 2012 owl house au

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yorshie · 7 months

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Hey so like did you happen to drop a tutorial for how you draw the turtles and I somehow missed it???? Cuz.... if not.... and you're willing........ please *gets down all fours* just the tip please drop some tips-

Hello Nonnie 👋! I uh.... I can't really do a video of how my process goes from start to finish (I don't know how to link it without my irl name popping up), but I can talk about the tools i use and how I problem solve. I’m afraid my tips aren’t especially good because I’m flying by the seat of my pants and how I learned was to just —> do the thing and watch others.

Ok. So, I'm sure by now you've skipped to the image below, and you've probably hurt either your eyes or your brain with the amount of shit there. I'm sorry. Yes, there is a butt. We all got em. (if for some reason you find yourself buttless, i am sorry.) But I'm not hiding the butt, because well. It's just a butt *shrug*

Alrighty Now I'll break down what that God Awful image above is. Starting in the Top Middle with Raph, that's me trying to draw with a perspective rectangle. To the right of that, we got arms and hands. Right below that, we got the basic shapes I use for a male torso (bigger) and a female torso (smaller) Below that, the infamous buttocks and hips. Basically a front and back shot of how that fits together. Then to the left of that we have the base sketch and final lines of my last Leo drawing. Right above that is a side view on how I'm trying to decide on how the shell works, and then little headshots of how I handle each turtle's face. Donnie is who I struggle most with, he has such a soft cute face but it's hidden under all his tech. In the middle you can see a sketch I did of Donnie in a hoodie, since I'm determined to put them all in clothes. Eventually.

[Dusts off glasses, squints, clicks projector button to move to next slide] Okedokie, I guess we start with anatomy, and understanding it. If you wanna draw anything, ya gotta know anatomy. Your "style" comes secondary to anatomy. If your anatomy is wack, no amount of dusting will fix it. And the more you draw/better you get at anatomy, the more "cheat" codes you unlock. So first thing you gotta do is draw ALOT and always be thinking about anatomy. It can be something as simple as looking at how people stand on the train, how they walk, big shapes and how they connect together. Or it can be detailed as what muscles connect and how they interact with each other to make the body move. You can also look at how other people handle anatomy, what they emphasize and what they put aside. I, for example, look at a lot of Frank Franzetta, Jeff Watts, and Patrick J. Jones. When in doubt however, break things down to the most simplest shapes and build from there.

Life long journey with anatomy aside, the thing I ended up focusing on when I draw the turtles is how I want them to appear. I deviate a lot from the way they are depicted in the films, and I think that's the most important part. Find a way to make them your own, in a way that's second nature to you, whether or not you take influence from others. For me, I wanted to soften them a little more, and get rid of that friggin flying saucer of a shell, even though I haven’t completely decided how I want to depict the carapace. There's a balance between making them recognizable and putting your own twist on it. You may not care about that though. I would just say find what works for you, and run with it.

You can also see that I am not neat At All. I like to feel around for lines and shapes a lot until I’m happy with how things look. I’ve been told my approach is very sculptural and “weighty”, and that works for me. I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t care how other people do things, I like how I do things. And I think that’s very important for all artists. I think of things as three dimensional, and for some reason one day bayverse just clicked.

If I had one piece of advice, it would be to start light and don’t get overly committed to your sketches. I use photoshop and I knock the opacity of my brush down a bit while working, but I start with basic shapes and lines. Limbs are sticks and circles on where I think the elbow/knee “might” be, but if when I’m working on muscles or toning I find I’m off a little, I move the “joint” to where it makes sense. A lot of times I draw the head too big, and I have to size it back down, or the arms to short for some reason, and I have to drag the hand down. Idk. Practice makes you better. It’s not always a step forward, but it’s always a step in the right direction as long as you’re thinking while you draw.

If this spawned more questions, feel free to ask them- I don’t mind answering at all, even if it’s expounding on something touched here. Might drop some more of my messy sketch work if there’s interest

#ask away!#art tutorial #raccoon rambles #TMNT bayverse #TMNT #my tmnt art

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faetaiity · 2 years

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Gay Panic (ROTTMNT Bros X Reader)

my one braincell came up with this, we’re making POLY GAY FLIRTY READER EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also it’s my first crack at a non-hc fic in a WHILE, be nice pls ;v; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You sighed, It was currently 10pm at night, you were wandering around the park due to boredom, April wanted you to come out there tonight as she wanted you to meet her Friends, you often refused because you found it unnaturally unfair how attractive her male friends who she LIKED being around were, but sadly, they were always straight or just someone you didn’t like them at all, this often was a sign to April that she probably shouldn’t be around them anymore, to her, you always had a good intuition on how people are, She’s learned this the hard way sadly.

But this time she was BEGGING you, she wanted you to meet them because they were so nice, you ended up giving in, not exactly having high expectations, until you met them

They were just like April said, super sweet and seemed to adore you and April, but there was something that made you nervous; They had on hoodies and refused to let you see their face, you thought it was fine, just weird.

After a while, the one who you Learned was Named Michelangelo, or Mikey started messing with his hoodie, which caused another one, Donnie, to start nitpicking at him until they got into a squabble, April leaned over to you and whispered “All four of them are Brothers, they argue a lot” you laughed and replied “I can see that”

Almost a few seconds later, Mikey had his hood pulled off of him, this caused everyone except you to freeze, you looked at him, he had green scales and a shell, you smiled warmly “You okay there Mikey, is something wrong?” you asked politely, it didn’t bother you that he was a Turtle mutant, you’ve heard about mutants before, hearing awful things about them but, these four seemed nothing but friendly, hell, you even found them attractive.

Everyone seemed to relax at your words, there wasn’t a big freak out from you, that’s good, at least.

They all took their hoodies off, seeing as you completely ignored the mutant part of them, April cheered and said “I knew you five would get along! I told you four he didn’t judge people based on their looks, besides, He’s already seen mayhem!” She started pumping her fist in the air grinning like a happy fool.

The turtles, though relaxed, seemed on edge and started talking amongst themselves, this didn’t bother you that much, you assumed being shown as a mutant without intending to would be similar to being outed as gay, but worse.

You scooted over to April, blushing. “Awww, you like them don’t you?” she teased, wiggling her eyebrows, which made your blush a lot worse.

You were silent, fiddling with your [F/C] hoodie, all the while looking down sadly

“I bet they’re straight, huh?” you mumbled, which seemed to make April’s grin drop

“Hey,,, No, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to tease you about that” she said softly “It’s fine” you said, looking up at her

“If it makes you feel any better, they aren’t straight, I’m pretty sure they’re gay but refuse to admit it to anyone” she smiled, you looked over to them, you thought they were cute as all hell, even if they were mutants, ‘which shouldn’t even matter to people’ you thought

“So, what should I do, then? ask ‘em out? Say a shitty pick up line?” you grinned at the last bit, April thought for a second “Depends on which one you wanna ask out” She said, taking a sip of her soda

“All of them.” you replied bluntly, making April spit her drink out, which, in turn, made the boys look over at you two, April waved them off “It’s fine, He just said a joke!” making you silently panic, all four of the boys went back to talking

“You serious about this?” She asked you, one eyebrow raised, you took a second to think before saying a soft “yeah”

“Alright well.... Mikey, Leo, and Raph adore pick up lines, Donnie despises them, Unless you got a good one, I wouldn’t try it” you thought for a second before responding “I got a good one” sending her a grin “Not that one!” she groaned, you’ve used it on one of her Straight friends before, but you did do her a favor because the dude was a massive homophobe, he reacted so badly to it, so she dropped him as a friend.

You pulled your notebook out of your backpack/messenger bag and ripped a few pages from it.

“Whatcha doing?” She inquired, “you’ll see” you said

Once you were done, you got up and walked over to the four brothers, making them look up at you nervously

You swallowed your fears, “Hey, I’m about to leave, But I had to speak to y’all first” you said softly, as if raising any higher would make them run off into the woods like deer.

The four acknowledged you

“Can I ask y’all a question?” Donnie looked at you for a second before nodding

“I love y’all.” you said bluntly, making the four give you a quizzical look

“But... That’s not a question..?” Leo said, you leaned in and replied

“And it never will be”

before slamming the four pages onto the seats they were on

You bolted off as they stood there in stunned silence, April approaching them and saying “They finally worked up enough courage to ask, huh?” she was grinned and shoving her elbow into Donnie’s ribs playfully

“YOU KNEW?!”

The four brothers screamed, their faces bright red.

“Yup, They asked if y’all were gay and they wanted to ask y’all out SO bad, it was so cute how much they were fawning over you four” she giggled

Donnie, Mikey, Leo and Raph picked up a paper each with your phone number on it, blushing wildly.

#rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt headcanons #donnie x reader #leo x reader #mikey x reader #raph x reader #fae being a dumbass #donatello #raphael #michelangelo #leonardo #april o'neil #save rottmnt

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hypocriticaltypwriter · 1 year

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Fun Facts About: Tamsin x Donnie!

Here are a few little things that I thought I’d share about the couple, also got inspo from @lordfreg and her post about her OC Runa and Donnie! WHICH I CAN’T WAIT FOR THE FIC ABOUT THEM! :D

Anyway, onto the facts~!

-Donnie and Tamsin are polar opposites, aside from the sarcasm and teasing remarks, Tam is over all a bubbly person and big on physical touch- we all know Donnie doesn’t exactly lean into those categories, but he does love his wifey none the less.

-You know that thing Donnie said in the Albearto episode? ‘You’re so cute but so mean! Why do I always go for you type?!’

Ahem: Tamsin

-One of the things Donnie loves involves physical touch is when he lays his entire upper half on Tamsin’s legs while she reads, and she traces and pets his shell. He could lay there for HOURS and guess what she’s drawing into his shell- it’s almost a little game they have now!

-Donnie is a softy… Behind closed doors. He doesn’t really like being super touchy or clingy around his brothers or when he’s busy, he likes focusing on other matters before he considers PDA, which Tamsin is fine with! She gets sometimes he just doesn’t want to cuddle or be covered in smooches; she knows he still needs his bubble of space.

-But when Donnie does what to be cuddly, RIP. If he’s feeling cuddly he needs snuggles, he needs it for a while, so Tamsin is going anywhere LOL. (This was probably passed down to David who is the exact same-)

-Donnie was actually the first to initiate considering children! He grew up with a family that seemed to only grow bigger as Cass, Casey, and many others joined, so he thought about it long and for a while before he went to have a long talk about it with Tamsin…

-That’s a lie. He panicked and forgot everything he was gonna say as soon as he walked into the kitchen, seeing her washing dishes. All he did was march up behind her and exclaim: “I’d like you to bear my children.”

And he walked out. Leaving Tamry just standing like:

-Donnie taught Tam about chirps, churrs, and clicks, while she herself struggles communicating with them, she knows what they mean.

-Tamsin sings ‘Into The West’ from Lord Of The Rings as a lullaby to all the kids, but Donnie would admit hearing her hum it while he lays with her is very comforting.

-Oh my gosh these two LOVE dancing, you should see how absolutely excited Donnie gets when he’s listening to music in his lab and one of their favorite songs come on.

He is immediately sprinting to their room or wherever she’d be and pulls her away from what she’s doing to come dance. If she’s busy with the kids, who says they can’t join in too? Their like their dad, the legendary BootyyyShaker9000, of course they love dancing with their parents!

Of course Karai gets embarrassed soon after when her parents start dancing together, giving a few flirty remarks to one another.

“Say, I don’t think I’ve seen you round this lab before. What’s the name, babe?”

“Oh, after tonight you won’t forget more than just my name~”

“MOOOOM DAAAAD! I CAN STILL HEAR YOU!!”

-Donnie is definitely the most protective parent- Tam is the more passive. She’s the one that tells her kids to walk off a crash on their bike or being pushed… Donnie at that point would’ve had an entire hospital wing made specifically for one of the kids.

-Tam and Don got married very young, they were around their twenties when they got married, and late twenties when they brought little Karai and the others into the world!

-Donnie, for the life of him, CANNOT stay away from home for more than three days or he (in the words of his dear brothers) becomes unbearable. He’s an anxious mess, as if once he leaves the Rebellion base would crumble to the ground.

“Did- did I forget to give Karai her staff? What if David climbs up the shelf again? Oh, Galileo- I didn’t put my uranium away! What if Maggie gets into it!?”

“You do know Tams is with em, right Donnie?”

“SO?!”

-Many, many days are spent with Donnie walking around his lab with two kids latched to each leg, two on his arms, and one on his shell… He’s not sure where they get their clinginess.

(Cue Tamry sitting on his lap watching him work and refusing to leave.)

Ah…

ANYWAY that’s all of the facts I could think of ATM, just wanted to share a lil bit of their relationship for funsies!

#rottmnt #rottmnt headcanons #rottmnt fanfic #rottmnt oc #rottmnt oc x Donnie #rise of the tmnt #Tamsin Benson #tmnt oc

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jonesatheart · 8 months

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Insomnia

Casey jolted awake at the sound of a door closing.

"You good, pal?" Raph asked.

Casey rubbed his face. "Yeah, I'm good." He glanced around and took a moment to process he was still in the back office, seated at his desk. He groaned and dropped his head back down.

"What's goin' on?"

"Not been sleepin'."

"Yeah, I can tell. Also been kinda jumpy lately," Raph helpfully pointed out, when Casey flinched at the sound of him dropping into a chair.

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"Ya wanna come eat dinner about it?"

"Raph-"

"Ya don't got to. We can tell somethin's goin' on though, Case, we just wanna help if we can. You don't wanna talk about it? That's fine. Least we can do is make sure ya taken care of. Mikey's makin' those big stuffed shell things ya like, if that makes a difference. I'll bring ya leftovers if ya don't feel up to comin' though."

Casey grimaced. "I've been that bad, huh?"

"Ya skipped out on patrol all week. Pretty sure Mikey thought you were dyin' or somethin'. Don't try apologizin'," Raph said firmly before Casey could actually get the words out. "We don't needja makin' stupid mistake cause ya off in space somewhere. Take all the time ya need with this, okay?"

"I appreciate that."

"That's what family does. So ya comin' or what?"

"Yeah, I'll head down with you. Don't count on me stayin' long, but I'll come down for a little while."

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Casey froze when he and Raph stepped out of the elevator to the lair to see Donny and Mikey pinning up a "Happy Birthday!" banner.

"Uh. Surprise?" Mikey offered.

Without a word, Casey shook his head, turned and stepped back into the elevator.

"Case, hold up!" Raph called after him, but he was already gone. He growled in frustration. "I told you boneheads this was a bad idea!"

"We thought it would cheer him up," Mikey said.

"Right. Because him tryin'a dodge talkin' about his birthday before wasn't a big enough of a sign to drop it for you pinheads."

---

Raph knocked on the unlocked window before slipping inside. "Broughtcha those leftovers," he said by way of greeting, and set the Tupperware container on the table. "Ya doin' okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Casey answered flatly.

"I'm sorry about tonight."

Casey pushed himself to his feet and began pacing. "Why didnt you tell me they were plannin' somethin'?"

"Cause I didnt know!" Raph insisted.

"They had a friggin' banner, Raph!"

"That I didn't know about! I told 'em to drop it and I thought they did."

"So, what ya just thought it was 'coincidence' that Mikey decided to make one of my favorite foods?"

"Look, man, I wasn't even convinced it was actually ya birthday. If I'd known, I'd'a helped ya ditch 'em."

"It's friggin' Donny," Casey threw his arm out in a wide gesture, "of course he found out! He probably has my social security number and a copy of my birth certificate now too! Which makes me even more angry cause he should'a seen why I hate my birthday!"

"If he was lookin' for ya birthday that's all he was payin' attention for, Case. He wouldn't look at other stuff."

"Well, maybe he should'a!" Casey snarled. He dropped into a chair and dropped his head into his hands. "Just forget about it," he murmured staring at the floor. "I'm sorry I snapped at ya."

Raph sat on the arm of the chair and rested his hand at the base of Casey's neck and ran his thumb back and forth. "It's okay. You're allowed to be mad, Case. You're allowed to be mad at me. I'm sorry we upset ya. Ya don't gotta explain nothin' to any'a us. But I'm always here if ya do feel like talkin'."

Casey rubbed his face and rested his chin on interlocked fingers. "Is it really that hard to figure out?"

"I'm gonna be honest, Case, I kinda feel like there's a lot I still don't know aboutcha, but yeah, I can take a guess. Look, pal, I'd never make ya do anythin' ya didn't want to, but have ya ever thought, maybe tryin'a do somethin' ya enjoy might help...I dunno, kinda balance it out?"

"I just never feel up to it," Casey answered. "It ain't like it's just today that's been rough. I started feelin' shaky two days ago and I'm gonna feel bad for a few days after. It's just how it is."

"Doesn't mean ya gotta deal with it alone."

"I'm just tired, Raph. Nightmares started a few days ago. It's gettin' to the point of feelin' like it aint worth it to even try to sleep." He massaged the bridge of his nose and Raph dug his thumb a little deeper into the tense muscles around the base of his neck.

"Well, I can tell ya from experience that ain't worth it. In fact it just makes it worse. If ya want I can hang out here tonight. At least that way ya don't gotta be on ya own with it and ya don't gotta deal with my boneheaded brothers."

"Ya don't gotta do that."

"I know, but im offerin'."

"I'd appreciate it."

#whumptober2023 #no.12 #insomnia.#tmnt #fic #my writing

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remmushound · 3 years

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Okay so I offered a headcanon about 2018 Mikey being a therapist for Clearly Clinically Depressed 2003 Mikey and here are the details:

the Rise kids see 03 Mikey in an obvious RSD episode where he's hiding his frustration and rage at himself, and the 03 brothers are oblivious because their Don didn't actually investigate it enough.

So Dr Feelings, with Dr Delicate Touch right behind, makes 03 Mikey do stim play with his art supplies.

The other Rise kids have a "conversation" with the others, with 03 Raph scoffing and 03 Leo rolling his eyes. Rise Raph not happy.

...

This isn’t based on personal experience LOL nope nah (I went from 03 Mikey to 18 Mikey)

“Hey hey hey hey guys look!” Mikey held his Nexus trophy in one hand while his other arm was wrapped around Leonardo holding his own trophy, “He won his world’s battle nexus! We’re trophy-twins!”

Leonardo smirked, eating up the attention just as much as Mikey was. “You hear that Donnie? He wants to be my twin!”

“Good.” Donatello groaned from where he sat with Donnie. “Maybe you’ll finally leave me alone.”

Leonardo shot forward and hugged Donatello’s shell, rubbing his cheek against Donatello’s and making the softshell groan his annoyance at the obnoxious loving. “I could never~”

“Get off me, Nardo.” Donatello growled and shoved Leonardo off of him and back to Mikey.

“My god there’s two of them now.” Leo shook his head as he looked over Leonardo and Mikey.

“How do you think I feel?” Raphael joked with a laugh, “I got three of them! Speaking of which, where’s Mikey?”

Raphael looked around and it didn't take him long to find the box turtle sneaking up on an unsuspecting orange cat.

“Come here kitty, I just wanna feel ya!”

“MIKEY LEAVE THAT POOR CAT ALONE!”

Michelangelo jumped on the cat as it woke up scrambling and held it tightly against his chest so he could pet it. “But it’s so soft!”

“You’re allergic to cats!”

Michelangelo was already sniffling, but didn't care. “It’s a price I’m willing to pay.”

“Oh my God— Donnie, you leave that mutant’s things alone!”

Donatello had both arms full of various machines, and his spider arms held onto various more. “He said I could have em!”

“Actually, I asked you to please not take my things—“

“Shush, other me!” Donatello pressed a metal claw to Donnie’s lips to shush him.

“Donnie, you put that stuff back right now or so help me—“ Raphael glanced back to where Leonardo and Mikey had just been, but only found the latter. “Where’d Leo go?!”

Mikey shrugged.

“CATCH ME IF YOU CAN, LOSER!”

Leonardo blew a raspberry from where he hung upside down in a doorway, flipping off and landing on his feet while making a come-hither motion.

“I can—you know I can— I have bigger legs than you!” Raphael jumped forward and wrapped his arms around Leonardo, only for the slider to slip right through and jump up on his shoulder.

“And I’m a slider!” Leonardo jumped off and slid away before Raphael could catch him again, skidding toward Mikey and grabbing the box-turtle by the arm to use him as a body shield against Raphael.

“Leo— get your tail— out here— now!” Raphael tried to dance around Mikey’s shield unsuccessfully while making a grab for Leonardo.

“Hey— watch the trophy!” Mikey tried to protect his trophy from the struggling brothers. He yelped as Leonardo pushed him aside and made a dash for it, the Nexus trophy knocked out of his hands and clinking to the ground.

“Sorry!” Raphael called as he ran off after the difficult mutant.

Mikey scrambled to grab his trophy quickly off the ground and hold it protectively to his chest. “Careful! This is the nicest thing I own!”

“It’s just a trophy, Mike.” Raph laughed, still offering a hand to help Mikey to stand up. “It’s not that important.”

Mikey stuck out his tongue. “Dude, I won the shell freaking Battle Nexus!”

“So have hundreds of other creatures.” Donnie pointed out as he was starting to replace the stuff Donatello had taken, “There’s a new winner every three years.”

“Well, yeah, but…” Mikey looked down at his trophy and sniffled softly as he tried to buff out a scratch.

“It’s not that big of a deal, Mike.” Leo said, “We have bigger issues than a scratched trophy.”

Mikey hung his head and didn't speak again. Raphael caught Leonardo but before anything could happen, Leonardo pointed out the sad box turtle to Raphael and both stayed silently watching. Donatello snuck up beside them with the same thought on his mind that none of them needed to voice. Michelangelo was the first of them to notice and was already on his way over to the other mutant, taking Mikey by the arm and offering a wide smile.

“Hi! Did your trophy get scratched?”

“Yeah.” Was all Mikey said, not looking at the smaller box turtle.

Michelangelo humphed and grabbed Mikey firmly by the hand to guide him away toward the bathroom while Mikey blindly followed without looking up from his trophy.

“That’s okay!” Michelangelo cast a furious look back at the other turtles before rounding the corner and disappearing. “We can fix it!

****

“See?” Michelangelo held the trophy up to Mikey, beaming at the newfound gleam on the surface, “No more scratch! Toothpaste takes it right out!”

“Thanks…” Mikey accepted the trophy, staring back at his reflection for a second before quickly looking away again and dropping the trophy into the sink.

Michelangelo frowned and stared at Mikey another moment before taking his hand and yanking him once more to guide him.

“Ah— hey little dude.” Mikey laughed weakly, “Where are we going?”

Michelangelo didn't answer. He stuck his tongue out in concentration and hummed loudly, looking around until he found the kitchen and continued to pull his new friend along. He grunted and shoved Mikey down into a chair.

“Stay!”

Michelangelo reached into his belt and pulled out several paint bottles and little baggies.

“Uh, okay?” Mikey huffed and rested his chin on his hand, “Whatever you say, little dude.”

Michelangelo hummed brightly as he inserted some paint into the bags, choosing the best and brightest colors he had and filling three bags full so he could use each and every color without the bags being too crowded. Then he rooted through the drawers until he founded just what he needed— tape!

“Here!” He taped the baggies to the table in front of Mikey so that the full beauty of their colors were showing. “Play with these while we talk!”

At first, Mikey stubbornly refused. Michelangelo didn't mind, and he only smiled when he saw Mikey starting to glance at the bright colors with a longing gaze in his eyes, though he had yet to start to play with them. Michelangelo decided to just give it some time.

“So.” Michelangelo sat in front of Mikey. “Tell me about your trophy. How’d you win it?”

“My brothers and I fought a whole bunch of other dudes in the Battle Nexus!”

“And you won?”

“Yeah! Out of thirty-two dudes and dudettes!”

“Really?” Michelangelo’s eyes went wide, “That’s a lot of people to beat.”

“Well I only fought four of them— half the guys would get eliminated every round, so it wasn’t really that difficult…”

“Still, out of all those people you made it to the end!”

“It was just a fluke— a lot of other stuff was going down and I just won by default…”

“Other stuff?”

“Yeah… Leo got poisoned and there was this whole usurper dude and a time vortex — it was weird, man.”

Michelangelo put his fingers to his lips. “I see.”

“I mean, it’s not like it was my fault!” Mikey hardly noticed how his hands automatically went to the paint bags and began to press them around, “And I won the other rounds fair and square, and beat Kluh in a rematch!”

“So you did earn the trophy.”

“So what if Splinter surrendered?! That was his choice! And so what if I tricked Raph— I still beat him!” His focus became more attached to the colors he was moving around.

Michelangelo leaned back and stuck his feet on the table as he relaxed.

“And I… I know I’m not as strong as Raph or as smart as Donnie or as bossy as Leo— so what?! I’m my own turtle!”

His features scrunched up as his teary eyes locked onto the table, the many colors that had once been separated now spiraling into one shape, mixed together and creating various new shades.

“You’re right!” Michelangelo quickly noticed the paints reaching the end of their usefulness and pulled out a small hunk of orange playdough to offer to the other box shell, who took it and started to mold it without stopping his rant.

“I’m Michelangelo Splinterson and I’m a party dude!” The playdough quickly started to take the shape of a cat, “And I like pizza, and I hate bullies! I know they don’t mean to be mean, but it still hurts!”

Michelangelo nodded along solemnly. “Have you told them that?”

“Well— no.” Mikey sighed and deflated, “And I don’t think I want to…”

“Is there a reason?” Michelangelo latched onto the opportunity and scooched closer to Mikey.

“Well, I’m the fun one.” Mikey’s molding of the clay slowed, “Nothing fun about complaining and yelling…”

Michelangelo experimented with a gentle touch to Mikey’s back before attempting a hug, which Mikey returned with a great force.

“You don’t have to be happy all the time.” Michelangelo said from his squished position, “I mean, you can’t be!”

“I’ve gone twenty years being happy! I— I can’t just suddenly be sad!”

“But… you weren’t all happy during that time. You can’t have been.”

Mikey looked away.

“There had to have been at least a few times you were angry or upset…”

“Well… before the rematch against Kohl I was kinda… scared. And… and I tried going to Master Splinter and Raph and Don about it, but they just… made fun of me. But I was really scared! They just didn't care…”

“So you’ve felt fear before— that’s different than happiness, isn’t it?”

“Way different.” Mikey laughed weakly, “And there was that time Donnie uh… double mutated and we didn't know what to do.”

“Double mutated?”

“He was mutated again and turned into a gross monster and we couldn’t figure out how to turn him back because we couldn’t read his notes.”

“And that made you feel sad and scared?”

“Yeah…”

Michelangelo hugged Mikey again the minute he felt the box turtle slipping into guilt again. “Hey, that’s okay! It’s okay to be sad when something like that happens! I get scared too when Donnie gets hurt.”

“Your Donnie got hurt?”

“Well, he’s really soft.” Michelangelo giggled, trying to encourage a smile back into his friend, “So he gets cut easy— that’s why he wears that cool shell thing!”

“Radical!” Mikey smiled.

“And whenever he’s not wearing his armor I get suuuuuper scared that he might get hurt. But he’s always okay after, and then I feel better. But that doesn’t mean I never felt sad. I feel sad lots of times. And sympathetic and mad and scared and ambitious and all these other things! And you do too, you just don’t want to admit it.”

Mikey gave a nervous laugh as a darker green blush crept into his face. “I… I guess. I just wish my brothers would understand that.”

“Well, they can’t understand if you don’t tell them how you feel.” Michelangelo said softly.

“Oh… uh…” The anxiety returned fast, “I don’t think…”

“You don’t have to tell them now— you’re still upset! You don’t even have to tell them today or tomorrow or this week— just when you feel comfortable. So when something like this happens again, they know what you’re going through, and they can help you.” Michelangelo put his hand on Mikey’s, “Trust me: they’re your brothers, and they love you.”

Mikey gave a raspy churr before grabbing Michelangelo and pulling him into a hug. “Thank you for listening, little buddy!”

****

“Hey!” Raphael didn't mean to be so loud, but his voice echoed like thunder off the wall. The three box turtles looked at him with bewildered expressions and Raphael quickly waved them over. “A chat, please.”

Donatello and Leonardo loomed at Raphael’s side like two angels on his shoulders, except judging by their expressions they were both demons.

“Yeah?” Raph huffed as he and his brothers took a similar stance, except with Leo in the center and him at the shoulder.

“Did you not see what just happened?” Leonardo leaned on Raphael’s shoulder and motioned to where Michelangelo and Mikey had disappeared to. “What you just did?”

“We didn't do nothin’!” Raph snarled, pointing a finger at Leonardo, “Yous made him drop his trophy.”

“And you criticized him for getting upset over it.” Raphael said quickly in his brothers defense, “What Leo did was an accident, what you guys did wasn’t.”

“So? It’s just a dumb trophy.”

“Raphael.” Leo warned gently to his brother before finally getting a word in, “Mikey is fine— he’s probably off skating with your Mikey right now.”

“Actually, statistics indicate that even if they are off skating right now that doesn’t mean everything's fine. Studies show that physical activity can help manage meltdowns if handled correctly—“

“Meltdowns?” Raph interrupted Donatello, “That ain’t no meltdown. That’s my baby brother getting upset that his toy was scratched.”

Leonardo gasped dramatically. “Exsqueeze me?! A trophy is not a toy! It’s a declaration of how awesome we are!” Leonardo held out his Nexus trophy for the box turtles to see.

“So you just wear that around everywhere you go?”

“Uh— duh! Gives me bragging rights! And if I ever meet a cute boy or hot girl, I have a conversation starter~” He waved the medal mockingly.

“Not helping Leo.” Raphael said gently, looking to the younger turtle before going back to their counterparts, “It doesn’t matter if it’s not a big deal to you— it clearly was a big deal to him. You should apologize for making him feel upset. It’s the brotherly thing to do.”

“Um… in my humble opinion, mister snapper Raph, I don’t really think I did anything wrong…” Donnie said softly.

Raphael offered a gentle smile and kneeled to Donnie’s level. “That’s alright— you won’t always recognize when your words hurt someone, but if they did you should still apologize. Make sense?”

Donnie nodded and smiled in turn. “Makes sense.”

“What about the rest of you?” Raphael looked around to adress the rest of the box turtles.

“I ain’t apologizing.” Raph stuck up his nose stubbornly.

“I just don’t see why I should.” Leo said, not nearly as agressively.

“But… you’ll apologize?” Raphael appealed to Donnie.

“Uh… y-yeah, I will when I see him next.” Donnie agreed.

“Good fella.” Raphael gave him a head pat out of habit.

“Uh… thanks.” Donnie flushed and looked away to hide his embarrassed look.

“I still say you were major jerks,” Leonardo pointed his odachi at Raph and Leo.

“But we can’t force you to apologize.” Raphael finished with a sigh.

“I probably could, but that might be crossing the lines between what is classified as ethical and what might put me on the same wavelength as Draxum or Sergei Briuk-honenko and his dog experiments.”

#omg #I ran outta room #noooooo #lord help me #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #rottmnt #Tmnt 2003

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Turtles Forever Part 77

Bishop's Gambit

In the Lair, Splinter, the turtles, and the girls were all meditating.

"We have faced many adversaries, we have fought many battles, and we have been victorious," Splinter said. "But, do we know why?"

"Because shell we're good," Mikey answered, holding up his arm. Splinter smacked him with is staff. "Uh, sorry sensei."

Splinter cleared his throat. "We have survived these many trials and tests by following the path of ninjitsu and by finding and using?" Leo thought for a minute.

"Our inner strength?" he guessed.

"Yes, Leonardo, only by focusing on our inner strength can we overcome our enemies," Splinter finished. However, Mikey wasn't listening as he directed his attention towards the pool, confused. "Michelangelo, where is your focus?"

"Uh, right over there, sensei," he answered, pointing to the pool. Strange devices were floating in it. "In the pool."

"What the shell are those things?" Donnie questioned.

"Ground Force to Night Sky, the packages have been delivered," one of the drivers reported.

"Roger, Ground Force. Stand by."

Bishop stepped forward. "Proceed," he replied. The devices activated as they emitted a high frequency throughout the sewers. It drives the rats out, sending them running out into the streets. Leatherhead was hearing the frequencies as well.

"What is that noise?" he asked, painfully as he tried to cover his ears. "I can't think! It has to stop! Someone make it stop!"

In the lair, Splinter was having the same reaction as the rats, as well as Alopex. They both tried to cover their ears.

"Master Splinter?" Leo asked in concern and turned to Donnie. "Don, what's the matter with him?"

He picks up one of the devices. "It's these!"

"The sound, I can't block it out!" Splinter explained, painfully. He faints and Leo catches him in time.

"We need to get them out of here, now!" Leo shouted.

Everyone took the elevator up to the surface and climbed into the Battle Shell, driving off. On the streets, they still heard the sound coming from the devices as they were scattered throughout the city.

"Man, I'm hearing it up here, too!" Raph complained as he drove.

"There seems to be some kind of sonic disruption throughout the city," Donnie explained, looking out the window. "And although it doesn't appear to bother humans, it's clearly targeting to other species."

"Like rats," Leo replied.

"And foxes," Mikey added.

Bishop was in a helicopter. "Beginning sweep to mobile mutated genetic signatures," a soldier reported as he searched the screen until it spotted the Battle Shell. "Right there, sir. Looks like our target."

"Intercept them." Bishop ordered.

"Night Sky to Ground Force, Operation Mousetrap is a go. I repeat, Mousetrap is go."

Suddenly, vans swarmed in front of the oncoming Battle Shell, blocking the road. "What the shell?!" Raph exclaimed and quickly turned as they opened fire. He dodges the bullets, but helicopters were now hovering above, following. They launch several missiles at the Battle Shell.

"We got missiles incoming!" Mikey yelled as he looked out from the passenger side window. Raph manages to dodge some of the missiles but one manages to hit as it lands directly into the Battle Shell. Everyone screamed in surprise until the missile breaks apart, revealing small rounded beads inside of it.

"What are those things?" Mikey panicked.

"I don't know!" Donnie exclaimed. The beads unleash a strange gas and one by one it began knocking everyone out. The truck screeched to a stop as the turtles and girls, along with Mona, holding Elizabeth, tried to get out quickly but was succumbed by the gas, passing out on the street. Three black vans pulled up. Soldiers ran out and took Splinter and Elizabeth. They carried them into the vans and drove away, while several soldiers stayed behind to guard the turtles and girls.

"Targets acquired, sir."

"What about the turtles and girls?" Bishop asked on the other end of the radio.

"Neutralized, sir. Your orders?"

"No survivors," Bishop ordered. The soldier nods to the other three remaining men and they lifted their guns, aiming at the turtles and girls.

"You heard the man, let's finish this," the soldier ordered. Just as they were about to fire, a large shadow lunged out at the soldiers, attacking them. It was Leatherhead. Sounds of their screams haunted the streets before they went deadly silent.

The turtles and girls began to wake up as they found themselves in the abandoned train station. Leo noticed that Splinter was not there.

"Master Splinter!?"

Mona's eyes widen in horror realizing that Elizabeth was gone as well.

"No! Raph, Lizzie's gone!" she cried.

"What?!" Raph's eyes widen as he held Mona, trying to calm her down, and looked around. She wasn't there.

"They abducted them," Leatherhead explained. "I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them. Luckily, the gas was non-lethal."

"Which means, that whoever abducted your sensei and the little one, wanted them alive." a voice called out, surprising Leo and Leatherhead. The Fugitoid stepped out, walking towards everyone, his body was composed of salvaged parts.

"Whoa, new threads, Professor Honeycutt?" Mikey asked.

"Yes, those segments of my memory were purged. We recovered blueprints for my former Sal 1000 body. Overusing Earth technology makes it seem rather...homemade." he replied.

"I hope Master Splinter and Elizabeth are alright," Leo murmured, worried.

"Well, at least we know who took 'em. Those were Bishop's flunky commandos. Now, all we have to do is find 'em!" Raph growled.

"But how?" Donnie questioned.

"Wait a minute, we still have Bishop's subway train car, at least half of it,"

"Let's take this thing apart and find some answers," Leo said as they stepped into the car, starting to take it apart. Donnie placed his laptop next to the Fugitoid.

"I can't seem to hack into the system. A lot of this seems to be Federation and Triceraton tech."

"As well as other alien technology that I am unable to classify," the Fugitoid said. "Your Agent Bishop gets around for an Earthling."

"I don't think that he is even human to begin with," Yuuki commented.

"Wait, there," Leatherhead pointed to a blinking icon on the map. "An automatic recall layered into the train car sub circuitry."

"Hmm," the Fugitoid pondered. "If we reactivate it..."

"The recall signal should be triggered." Leatherhead finished.

"And if we're on board, it'll take us right to Bishop's location." Donnie added.

In Bishop's lab, Splinter was strapped to a gurney as he was starting to wake up. He struggled to break free out of his restraints.

"Oh good, you're awake, Master Splinter." Bishop said, walking up to him, holding Elizabeth.

"Bishop," Splinter glared at him. "Let the child go. She will be of no use to you."

"How wrong you are," the agent smirked, as he tickled Elizabeth's chin who responded back by trying to bite his finger. "Your unique genetic makeup has been very useful to me indeed as well as hers. In fact, the mutated DNA I'm extracting from you even as we speak will help save all humanity."

Splinter narrowed his eyes at him, gritting his teeth. "But, you look confused. Allow me to explain. I work for the Earth Protection Force, a secret government organization assembled to face a mounting crisis. A crisis dating back to 1870, when President Grant created the EPF."

A screen appeared behind Bishop as it came on, revealing a man that resembled Bishop standing next to the president. "After the first extraterrestrials crashed on Earth, extraterrestrials as crisis that continue to this day as we've seen with the recent invasion of those savage Triceratons." he turned to Splinter. "I guarantee you, similar invasions will follow. And someone has to be there to stop them. That is the purpose of the EPF, my purpose, to create a new humanity, a new superior race born of enhanced DNA."

Splinter saw that Bishop was hovering over something, lying on the table. "DNA that have been acquired from genetic manipulation, alien autopsies, and even stolen from your sons and the girls."

Splinter glared at him. "But, it was your mutated rat DNA being nearly so human that has allowed me to finally complete the process, and for that, I thank you." Bishop powered up his laboratory equipment. Electricity began to surge as it began to shock the specimen strapped on the table.

"Yes! It lives! The new evolution of humankind!" Splinter saw a person that looked like a human but it was wearing a helmet on their head and armor.

"The Slayer!"

The turtles and the girls, the Fugitoid and Leatherhead were riding on the train as it took them to the tracking location of Bishop's base.

"Okay," Raph called out, turning to them. "Next stop, Bishop Central."

Bishop walked past his experiments that were in glass tubes. "Not only are these future members of the Earth Protection Force, but they are the new humanity. These clones are awaiting the final DNA sequencing. By cellular acceleration, I can give birth to an army within six hours, fully trained thanks to my advances and bio-data transference. And your DNA. I've uploaded complex survival tactics into this prototype."

"What will you do with them?" Splinter asked, as a crane was lifting him up into the air.

"Mainstream them into the population, of course," Bishop answered. "We have aliens out there right now, living amongst us. My Slayers will ferret them all out."

"Lots of innocent people get "ferreted out." What if errors are made?" Splinter protested. The crane stopped as he was hovering over a glass container.

"Not my concern," Bishop replied. "I'm a bigger picture kind of guy. Besides, my calculations suggests that it would be beneficial if fifty-seven of the the Earth's population simply...disappeared." The crane lowered Splinter into the container. "Just think, my little lab rat. Your DNA will make it all possible. You're lucky you're such an unique organic specimen. You shall be preserved." The container was now beginning to fill up with a green liquid.

One of the soldiers, walked up to Bishop. "Sir, the recall signal for A13 has been activated," he reported. "It's on it's way in."

"Hmm," Bishop murmured, in thought. "That train should haven been destroyed. Prepare a suitable reception, just in case it's occupied."

The train approached as it rolled into a stop. The soldiers ran up to it, surrounding the train. A couple soldiers walked up to the car door. Leatherhead immediately attacked them. Donnie spinned his staff and kneed a soldier in the stomach. Donna jumped over a soldier, landing behind them, as they tried to attack her with their gun. She quickly turned around and slapped a glyph on their backs.

"Huh?" the guard asked confused. Donna smirked. The glyph activated as the guard was launched from off of his feet, slamming into the ceiling then flew at a couple of other soldiers, smacking into them. They fell off the edge, landing right on the train tracks. They let out a loud shriek as the tracks shocked them before going silent. Donnie and Venus both cringed as they watched with a shocked and disturbed look on their faces. Donna turned to them with a smile on her face.

"I'm sure they're okay," she reassured them, as she rubbed the back of her head. No, I'm pretty sure, in fact, that they're dead. Mikey runs up to two soldiers, who were firing at him. Leo and Yuuki disarmed them. "Leatherhead, the door!"

Leatherhead holds it up. "Hurry!" The Fugitoid, the turtles and the girls run over to him. "Hurry, I can't hold it much longer!" He holds it open for them as they run inside then drops it behind them. More guards ran over to the mutant gator.

"Alright, freak, slowly get to your feet and make no sudden moves," one of them orders. Leatherhead's eyes turned into slits, getting angry. He growls and turns around and attacks them.

The group quickly rush into Bishop's lab. They stop when they see Splinter in the containment tube.

"Master Splinter, no!" Leo cried out.

"Master Splinter!" Raph shouted. Everyone heard the sound of clapping to see Bishop as he approached them.

"Elizabeth!" Mona cried out as she saw her in Bishop's hands. Elizabeth's eyes widen happily as she saw Mona and Raph who had scared and angry looks on their faces. She tried to reach out to them with her hands.

"Baba! Mama!" she squealed, happily. Mona's and Raph's eyes widen in shock as well as everyone else's. Elizabeth had said her first words.

"Bishop!" Raph growled.

"I must say, I'm impressed that you found me," he smirked evilly as he told them. "but you won't be staying."

Everyone rushed towards him, but Bishop made no move as they got closer. Then the Slayer landed down in front of the agent, protecting him from everyone. Leo stepped back before charging at him. He tried to slice the Slayer with his swords but he dodges. The Slayer jumps over to the staircase as Leo tries to chase after him.The Slayer turns around and kicks Leo away. Raph growls and charges towards him with his sais. But, the Slayer was quicker as he grabs onto the railing of the staircase and swings around and kicks Raph back.

Mikey ran up to him, spinning his nunchucks but the Slayer grabs them. He throws Mikey into the wall. Donnie jumps up, using his staff but the Slayer moves out of the way. Donnie swings his staff, but the Slayer dodges it and knocks Donnie down the stairs.

The Fugitoid inches over towards Leo as he gets up. "Get Master Splinter out of there!" he told the Fugitoid.

"Absolutely," the Fugitoid rans off, to where Master Splinter was as Leo lunged at the Slayer.

"I'll help." Donna pitched in, running off to help the Fugitoid.

Raph stabs his sai into the Slayer's arm, he flips over him. The Slayer pulls Raph's weapon out and the wound begins to heal by itself. Raph makes a shocked look as the armor breaks off from the Slayer's arm. The Slayer looks at it for a minute then grabs Raph's other sai, spinning them in his hands. Raph pushes Mikey out of the way as he throws his sais at them, stabbing a control panel. It sparks behind Raph as it exploded, knocking Raph to the ground. Leo ran on the catwalk above while Mikey and Alopex fought with the Slayer. Leo swings in on the crane, hitting the Slayer with his swords. He stumbles back, sparking. He pulls off his helmet, revealing his face. He had Bishop's face, but the other half was robotic as well.

Everyone gasped in shock. "Bishop?!" Donnie asked in surprise. Bishop's clone turned to them.

Bishop walked up to him. "Handsome devil, if I do say myself."

"Okay, now I'm officially freaked out!" Mikey commented while the others had their mouths still open in shock. The Slayer began to jump around, quickly.

"Oh believe me, you ain't seen nothing yet," Bishop added as the Slayer climbed on some tubes then turned his head, looking at everyone, without moving his whole body, then turned invisible.

"This just keeps getting better and better," Raph retorted, getting his sais. The Fugitoid and Donna walked up to the computer to free Splinter from the tube.

"Don't worry, Master Splinter," he assured. "I'll have you out of that nasty bio-suspension fluid in a jiffy." The crane moves and begins to lift Splinter out of the container. Suddenly, a chain with a claw hook latched onto the Fugitoid's arm.

"Oh dear," Bishop pulls the chain, ripping off the robot's arm. "That was totally uncalled for." Bishop throws the Fugitoid's arm away.

"Step away from those controls, cyborg."

Donna rushed towards Bishop as she tried to grab Elizabeth but he dodged her stepping to the side. Donna slammed a glyph down and an ice pillar shot out, catching Bishop off guard, making him accidentally let go of Elizabeth. Donna quickly rolled and caught her in time before she hit the floor.

"That was a close one," she sighed in relief. Elizabeth babbled as she cooed as she reached out squishing Donna's face with her hands.

"Not close enough," Bishop called out as he flipped over the ice pillar, landing behind Donna. Donna's eyes widen as she tried to cover Elizabeth in her arms. Bishop reached out to grab Elizabeth but Donna quickly ducked out of the way. She tried to run but Bishop grabbed her arm, pulling her back, hard. A loud snap was heard as Donna's arm was pulled out of it's socket and she yelled out in pain. She kicked Bishop back and flipped away from him, landing on her feet, still clutching Elizabeth in her other hand, tightly.

Then, the crane that was holding Splinter, drops him and it also breaks the gurney that he was strapped to, as it lands on the floor, freeing him. He was still soaking wet, as he faced Bishop.

"Bishop, you will not succeed!" Splinter shouted, as he picked up a pipe, spinning it.

"Wrong," Bishop corrected him. "Neither you nor your little green brats can stop me."

Raph and Donnie were with each other as they searched for the Slayer as well as everyone else who were in pairs. Suddenly, Slayer appears in front of Mikey and grabs him as he kicks Alopex away. "Guys, he's over hereee!" the Slayer throws him into the wall and flips, kicking Mikey against it. He falls to the floor and rubs his head as the Slayer escapes. "This guy doesn't play nice!"

"You don't understand," Bishop throws his hook at Splinter. "I've created life!" Splinter jumps over it and knocks Bishop down, pinning him with his pipe. Bishop flips, knocking Splinter off of him.

"Bishop, no one has the right to play God!" Splinter exclaimed. Bishop surprises Splinter as he pulled the chain using his hook to wrap around Splinter.

"I am taking the necessary steps to defend the world! It is my duty!" He breaks Splinter's pipe using the hook and flips Splinter over. Splinter lands on his feet.

"The world has enough monsters! It does not need yours!"

Raph and Mona were searching for the Slayer. He turns himself visible as he lands on a containment pod behind them. He jumped away, when Raph turned around, sensing him, while Mona continued on ahead. "Come out, come out wherever you are, you ugly freak." The Slayer appeared behind Raph and Raph turns around, growling. The Slayer turned invisible again and flips over Raph, kicking him from behind. Raph tried to charge at him but the Slayer grabs Raph's wrist and twists it. He slams Raph's sai into a pipe, pinning him to the wall as he punched Raph's shell repeatedly. Raph turned around and runs towards the Slayer only for him to grab Raph and lift him up and toss him to the ground.

Not to far off, Leo and Yuuki heard fighting in the distance.

"Raph?" Leo murmured and gasped, before turning to Yuuki.

"Let's hurry!" she quickly told him. They quickly turned around the corner, only for Raph to be shot out in front of them, as he was thrown, crashing into some of the pods nearby, where Mona was. A containment pod falls on top of Raph, as he struggles to hold it up, and sees another one of Bishop's clones inside of it.

"Bishop?"

Leo and Yuuki jump, down hearing a growl. They looked up to see the Slayer climbing on the vent and saw that he was heading towards Splinter. They followed after it. Splinter kicks Bishop from behind as the Slayer jumps down, getting ready to attack Splinter. Leo and Yuuki jumped into the air and kicked him. The Slayer lands into the containment tube with the liquid.

"Professor Honeycutt, the tank! Seal it!" Leo shouted.

The Fugitoid sends an electric current into the vat, shocking the Slayer as well. Bishop gets up to see what is happening. "No! My Slayer!" Splinter jumps up and kicks him.

"This is over, Bishop!"

Bishop adjusted his glasses and turned to see Splinter charging at him. He jumps and lands on the hook, hanging from the ceiling.

"My plans are far from over, rodent!" Bishop jumps off from it and lands. "You have no idea!" He grabs his chain, spinning it. Splinter glared at him and Bishop throws the chain at him. Splinter uses his pipe to block it but Bishop takes it from him. Splinter jumps over a gurney and Bishop breaks a part of it with his chain. He throws the gurney at a shocked Splinter. Splinter kicked it, breaking it into pieces. Bishop throws his chain and the hook latches onto a engine turbine.

Splinter bends down and picks up a piece of the gurney and throws it at a lever, activating the machine. Electricity from the turbine shocks Bishop, electrocuting him. He growls and pulls the chain off, but the turbine explodes. Bishop and Splinter are sent flying in different directions from the explosion. Bishop was impaled by a hook on a chain, screaming.

Raph and Mona rushed over to Donna, as did everyone else, as she handed Elizabeth over to Mona.

"Elizabeth!" Mona shouted as she took her from Donna.

"Whoa, dudette, your arm!" Mikey shouted in concern. Donna hissed in pain as she tried to support her arm. Venus used her chi magic to try to lessen the pain on Donna's dislocated shoulder.

"I'll pop it back into place," Donnie told her as he was about to. But, Donna moved his hand away.

"There's no time," she told them. "We need to find Splinter."

Splinter groaned as he got up, seeing Bishop on the hook, but also saw that the explosion had caused fires, too.

"Sensei!" He turned to see everyone running towards him.

"My children," he said in relief.

"We have to get out of here!" Leo told him. The fire and the explosion had caused water to start flooding the room as well. Splinter looked back towards Bishop to find him not there. He was gone!

"You will pay for this, mutants," everyone gasped as they saw him climbing up a ladder, escaping. "One day, you will all pay!" They all ran over to the ladder, following him.

"After him!" Mikey yelled as Splinter climbed up it first. More turbines exploded as the room was beginning to flood, destroying the lab. The flood water also carried the Slayer's tube, as it fell down a pipe, just as the lab was destroyed. Everyone soon found themselves in an elevator as it carried them up to the streets and ran out of it, water rushing out of it as they did.

"Whoa, we're in the middle of Midtown!" Mikey said. They didn't see Bishop anywhere. He had somehow managed to elude them.

"And Bishop's nowhere in sight." Leo pointed out.

"We will see him again. Such men are hard to destroy." Splinter told them.

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brothers = den mothers

a rottmnt ficlet, set directly after Repo Mantis. word count 3,510; rating Gen. pure & sweet family fluff, banter, and caretaking. :”)

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“Three of hearts?”

“Go fish.”

“Aw, come on. It’s been go fish the past five times.”

“’cause I don’t got your cards, genius. That’s how the game works.”

“I have ten cards in my hands, I’ve asked you about half of their matches- no way you don’t have any.”

“Nope.”

Leo narrows his eyes. Raph avoids them.

“You’re cheating,” Leo exclaims, and lunges forwards to look at Raph’s cards. His brother just catches him with one hand and holds him down, lifting the four cards out of his reach. “Raaaph.”

“Just ‘cause you’re bad at cards don’t mean I’m cheating.”

“Lemme see and then I’ll believe you.”

“No.”

“Then you so are cheating-”

A distant sound of something exploding echoes through the walls, and they both go still. Nothing else explodes after a few beats, and Raph and Leo exchange looks.

“Wanna bet that was a Donnie related explosion?” Leo says.

“I would put good money on that bet,” Raph replies. He lets go of Leo and stands up; dropping his cards on top of the other scattered ones.

Leo glances at the cards as he stands too, and splutters. “Hey- you were cheating!”

“Please, Leo, we got priorities right now.”

Leo scowls at the back of his brother’s shell, but grumbles and follows along. They both grab their weapons as they head to investigate- mildly wary of the chance it’s not a Donnie related explosion (for once), and someone’s somehow found their home and busted in.

“What was that?” Splinter calls as they pass the living room.

“Probably Donnie,” Raph replies offhandedly, “maybe a human militia here to kill us all.”

“Well tell them to keep the explosions down; I can hardly hear my gameshow.”

“Will do, pop,” Leo promises with a wave, and keeps pace with Raph as they leave the lair at a jog. “So what do we do if it’s not Don and Mike?”

“Raph’ll kick their asses back to where they came from, that’s what. You can help, too.”

“Oh, I get to help?” Leo says sarcastically. Their conversation comes to a halt as they do; both of them staring at the collapsed portion of a tunnel wall. What looks like the rear end of an unusual vehicle is stuck through it, covered in dust and stray brick.

Leo sticks the tip of his sword in the stone under his feet, leaning on its handle. “Huh,” he says mildly. “Yeah, no, that’s not supposed to be there.”

“Ey! Wall breakers!” Raph bellows at the vehicle. “Who the hell are you, and what the hell do you want?”

“We really don’t have anything decent to steal, if that’s what you’re here for,” Leo adds, cupping his mouth to get his voice to carry. “Well. Donnie’s lab has some okay stuff. You can have that.”

A disgruntled green and purple head pokes around the corner of the broken wall. “Excuse you,” Donnie says irritably, “we do not offer my lab’s contents to hypothetical robbers, Leo.”

“Hey, guys!” Mikey cheers, popping out next to Donnie. He beams at them, covered in dust and band-aids. “We’re home!”

Raph makes a delighted cry and Leo does much the same. Both their weapons are sheathed as they hurry over and give their siblings welcome home hugs. Ten days apart is a lot longer than they’ve ever done before, and it feels better all-around to be back together.

“Man, I missed you guys,” Raph says, squishing all three of his brothers in a hug. “It’s been totally boring, and I was runnin’ out of ways to cheat cards with Leo.”

Leo gasps and thrashes in the hug, pissed enough that he’s hissing. “I knew it! You’ve been cheating this whole time!”

“Awww, we missed you guys, too,” Mikey says, looking pleased as peach despite being squished against an exasperated Donnie and irate Leo. The goofily happy smiles he and Raph are both wearing prove their relation.

“I’ll concede to having missed you two, too,” Donnie admits, craning an arm to hug Raph back. “Even if you’re all crushing me right now. Raph, if you would.”

Raph lets them down, but not before one more firm hug. “Sorry, just- I’m glad you guys got back safe. You kinda ghosted us bunch of the time. But, you got all your limbs still, and,” he says, glancing at the mostly obscured vehicle his siblings brought home, “came back with some serious booty! This is the surprise you talked about?”

“Sure is,” Mikey chirps, grabbing Leo- the closest brother- and dragging him towards the wrecked wall, “and you’re not gonna believe how cool it is!”

They do not believe how cool it is. The two brothers who’d stayed home also cannot believe they somehow didn’t recognize what the surprise was, even semi-buried under rubble.

Raph and Leo quickly become intensely jealous they missed out on the adventure that led their brothers to not only hang out with puppies all week, but also resulted in them coming into possession of the Jupiter Jim moon buggy.

“I mean, we kind of stole it,” Donnie admits as they’re all fawning over the buggy, “but that was only after Repo tried to back out of the deal. Also we’ll fix the wall later, and considering I’ve only ever driven in controlled environments and not during a high-speed chase in rush hour traffic, this is a decent parking job.”

“He forgot which was the break,” Mikey explains from up on the buggy; draped over the lip of the cockpit, head on his arms.

“I only forgot for a moment.”

“A moment too long, according to the wall,” Leo says with a grin, jerking his thumb at the wrecked structure. Mikey laughs, but it turns into a yawn halfway through.

“And it seriously has all the weapons from Return to the moon 3?” Raph asks, touching some of the oil slick that’d splattered the buggy mid-fight.

“It does,” Mikey confirms, nearly in a mumble, though his smile remains bright. “I bug-zapped a guy an’ everything with ‘em. It was awesome.”

He yawns again after that, long enough his eyes water a little. Mikey settles more comfortably on his arms, eyes hooded as the others keeps talking.

“They’re not too shabby for a movie prop, buuuut…” Donnie rubs his hands together, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “I have full intention to overhaul them all and increase not just their efficiency, but the diversity of attack options and double the firepower output. Maybe triple it. Depends how many compatible parts I can get my hands on in the next twenty-four hours.”

Leo walks around the top of the buggy, nodding in approval. “Awesome, awesome- please tell me you’ll re-do the upholstery inside, too? Old pleather sticks when you sit on it too long.”

“Uh, a-duh?”

“Sweet. Classic fuzzy dice gonna be included?”

“I have some!” Raph offers excitedly.

“Are they the ones that went missing from my room a few months ago?” Donnie questions dryly.

“Maybe.”

Donnie rolls his eyes. “That- figures.” His words are interrupted by a wide yawn, and he gives his slightly bloodshot eyes a rub. “We can start with them as a base for the colors scheme of the interior. Mikey, I’m guessing you’ll want to handle that?” No answer. “…Mikey?”

They all glance over to their youngest sibling.

Mikey’s eyes are shut and his mouth slightly open; soft breaths coming from him as he sleeps.

“Wow,” Leo says, coming over to crouch by Mikey. He gently pokes his brother’s cheek, testing for any chance of wakefulness, and gets nothing. “You know, you’d think he’d be bouncing at the walls right now. This is the coolest thing we’ve ever stolen. Besides my sword, obviously.”

“Eh, give him a break,” Donnie says, stretching his arms above his head and yawning again. “He’s been- been working with about five or less hours of sleep per day. Puppy paradises don’t build themselves, after all. Let ‘im sleep.”

His battle shell extends its spider legs, and Donnie goes scuttling up the sides of the buggy to start poking at machinery. Raph watches him for a moment, and then follows him up. Not for the same reasons, though.

“Alright, c’mere, Mike,” Raph says quietly, scooping up his brother. Mikey starts a little, eyes opening briefly, but then he sees Raph’s familiar red bandana and settles again. He’s asleep a second time around before Raph’s even dropped back onto the ground; tucked in close and held in one arm.

Leo is watching Donnie start pulling apart the engine, taking note of the slight jitter to his brother’s movements and the amount of dust and unbandaged cuts on his limbs. If Mikey has been running on five or less hours of sleep per day, then without a doubt Donnie has been running on even less. And, given how Mikey has medical care to his small injuries and Donnie doesn’t- Leo’s technical twin has only paid any attention the needs of their brother, rather than the both of them equally.

Leo and Raph share a look; Raph having been eyeing their genius sibling with a concerned expression, and holding Mikey a little closer to himself unconsciously.

Raph gestures at Leo, then at Donnie pointedly. Leo nods, moving into position as his big brother does.

“Hey, Donnie,” Leo says, crouching right in front of his twin.

Donnie looks up, goggles down over his eyes and a distracted frown on his face. “What?” he says shortly.

Leo shoves Donnie backwards. His brother tumbles off the buggy with a strangled shriek.

Raph catches Donnie with ease. Their sleep deprived sibling is startled enough he actually stays still for a whole minute; which is enough time for Raph to bundle him up, and start carrying both his little brothers back towards the lair.

Leo hops down, grinning smugly and skipping over to aim that grin at his brother. Donnie scowls, flipping his goggles up to get the full look across.

“I sense that was plotted,” Donnie says.

“Closer to spur of the moment ambush,” Leo corrects. “You know how Raph works.”

“It’s called getting shit done now, not later.”

“Like I should be doing, with the moon buggy-”

“Uh, no?” Leo cuts in. He clicks his tongue. “What you an’ Mikey are gonna be doing is sleeping, obviously. We’ll go patch the wall and haul in the buggy later.”

“I can keep working,” Donnie protests, twisting to get out of Raph’s grip. “I’ve got to assess the engine, and then the undercarriage, and-”

“Quit wigglin’,” Raph snaps mildly. “You’re gonna wake Mike.”

“’m ‘wake already,” Mikey mumbles faintly, but his eyes don’t even open fully. Leo and Raph both stare at Donnie until the guilt of disturbing their youngest brother’s sleep sets in, and Donnie stops protesting. He allows Raph to carry them along without further interruption, and with the last of the fight going out of him, Donnie sags under the weight of his exhaustion.

Raph is more than happy to carry that weight, right back into the safety of their home.

…He’s a little less happy to carry Leo’s, though, as their red striped sibling hops up on Raph’s shell and demands to be carried, too.

“You can’t play favorites with your little brothers, bro,” Leo chides as Raph growls. He sets his chin on Raph’s head, looping his arms around his brother’s neck and making himself comfortable as he hangs there.

“Watch me,” Raph grumbles, but makes no move to dislodge Leo from where he is. Leo smiles to himself all the way back into the lair, hardly even mad anymore that Raph had been cheating all week at cards.

Inside again, they’re met by their dad. Splinter is waiting in the main atrium, hands in his robe’s sleeves and a mild expression on his face.

“So I’m guessing you weren’t worried about the militia of killer humans?” Leo asks dryly.

“There would have been many more explosions if that was what happened,” Splinter sniffs, whiskers twitching. “You, my boys, are many things. But stealth fighters you are not.”

“Thanks, pop,” Donnie says sarcastically, as Mikey quietly, sleepily laughs.

“Purple, Orange. You’re home.”

“Hi, pop,” Mikey says, smiling at their nicknames.

Splinter takes one arm out from his sleeves and extends a claw, crooking it in request that Raph bend down and let him see the exhausted turtles in his arms. His nose twitches as he sniffs, eyes squinted and careful as he examines his sons. Other than being dusty and a little banged up, Donnie and Mikey are perfectly healthy.

“Hm,” Splinter mutters, still casting a dubious eye over the both of them. Then, he nods, expression calmly accepting. “You two have been gone quite a while. Welcome back.”

“Happy to be back,” Donnie replies easily, not minding the scrutiny of his father. It’s comforting, being back in an environment that’s completely and truly safe. Splinter, satisfied with the brief checkup, pats Mikey’s cheek and goes to wander back into the living room.

“Seeya later, pop,” Mikey says, waving. “Love ya.”

“Yes, yes, I love you, too- and remember to fix whatever you blew up!” Splinter scolds over his shoulder, tail flicking irritably as he disappears through the doorway.

“I think he really missed you guys,” Raph says, resuming his trek to their rooms. “He asked like, four whole times if we’d heard from you.”

“Aw, I missed him, too…” Mikey says softly, words trailing off into a yawn. His eyes are heavy as their journey continues, and when he halfway wakes again, Donnie has been dropped off along with Leo and Raph is setting him down on his bed.

“Gear off,” Raph reminds, fingers going for the buckles of Mikey’s weapons holster. Mikey brushes them away, fumbling with them himself.

“I got it, I can do it myself…” The holster comes undone and Raph sets it on the chair by Mikey’s easel and paints. Mikey yawns, but feels awake enough he can manage the remaining steps to get to bed. “Go wrestle Don into bed, Raph,” he says, starting to shove his kneepads off. “I can brush my teeth n’ stuff on my own.”

“You sure?” Raph questions, hovering a little.

Mikey makes shooing motions. Raph goes, but silently promises to swing through again just to check in one last time. A few rooms over, voices are mingling in Donnie’s bedroom; the sources the two turtles flopped over each other on the bed and procrastinating one of them getting to sleep.

Raph knocks on the doorway, drawing their attention. “Ey, Leo. You’re supposed to be helping him into bed, not schooling him on Jupiter Jim lore.”

“Can you blame me?” Leo says haughtily, sprawled across Donnie’s stomach to keep him from wandering back to the buggy. “He mixed up Return to the moon 8 and Return to the moon 10. I couldn’t let that stand!”

“I am more than half asleep right now, Leon. Gimme a break.”

“You might as well have mixed up Lou Jitsu and Bruce Willis, you heathen.”

Raph rolls his eyes at both of them. “Donnie, either you get up and brush your teeth or I’m just kickin’ Leo out right now and turning off the light.”

“Gingivitis is a very serious condition to treat. I’m going right now.” Donnie doesn’t move for a moment, then reaches over and flicks Leo’s skull. “That means you get off of me, Leo.”

“Ow, god, you coulda just said you wanted me to get up.”

“It was strongly implied between the lines.”

They heckle each other a little more, but Leo does eventually roll off Donnie’s stomach. Raph steadies their second eldest sibling as Donnie stands, wobbling a little as low blood pressure puts sparks in his vision. Food will be the next step, after he and Mikey get at least a few hours of sleep.

“I can put that away,” Leo offers, tapping Donnie’s battle shell. Donnie mumbles something of a thank you and a yes please at the same time, unlatching the protective shield from himself and handing it off. He stretches, groaning as his shoulders ache.

“Glad I wore one with solar power options,” Donnie tells Raph, once Leo has headed back to the lab to tuck the battle shell into its charging station. He rolls his shoulders again, grimacing as the extended use of the false shell comes back to bite him. “Though, ugh, I wish it’d been a lighter model, too. I think I’ve got bruising, and not just from dropping wood planks on my foot three fuckin’ times.”

“Klutz,” Raph teases, but then adds, “You want some painkillers?”

“Please. God please.”

When they make it to the bathroom, Mikey is there slowly brushing his teeth; mask and gear all left in his room, leaving him bare and visibly dusty everywhere the equipment hadn’t been. Donnie is equally dirty, but neither of them have the energy or willpower to clean themselves properly at the moment. Baths, like food, will come later.

Mikey mumbles a greeting around his toothpaste and brush, and then makes an annoyed grunt as all three of them crowd around the sink and cabinet. Donnie going for his toothbrush and Raph reaching overhead to rummage in the mirror cabinet for necessary drugs. There’s some squishing and shoving involved, but everyone gets what they need done with minimal grousing or paste spat on each other.

“Hey, Raph?” Mikey asks, stopping in the doorway as he’s leaving.

“Yeah?” his brother answers, still leaning against the wall. He’s holding a waiting cup of water and two Tylenols for Donnie, and also making certain their genius doesn’t try anything ‘smart’ and sneak off to look at the buggy. Donnie knows this is why he keeps being watched by his brothers, and is tolerantly accepting the den mother attitudes.

“Come rub my shell afore I sleep?”

Raph smiles warmly. “Sure. Go get in bed an’ I’ll be there in a minute.”

Mikey rubs his eye, nodding. He disappears as Donnie spits in the sink; the second eldest sibling wiping his mouth and holding out a hand for the painkillers.

Raph drops Donnie off in his room again, just as Leo comes strolling back from his trip to the lab. Raph leaves them both to their own conversation as Donnie flops onto the bed; Donnie rambling a little about some kinks in his battle shell he’d found through its overtime during the week, and Leo listening from his comfortable sprawl at the foot of the bed. Raph will shoo Leo out of the room again when he comes back through one last time, so Donnie puts a pause on the science for a while and actually sleeps.

Mikey is set up in bed when Raph gets there; his side table lamp the only illumination and a battered but loved comic in his hands, reading it absently while he waits. When he sees Raph, he puts the comic aside and rolls onto his front.

Raph sits on the edge of the mattress, hearing it squeak under his weight as he moves the covers off his brother to expose the patterned shell. Placing his large palm against its cool surface, Raph starts a firm but soothing rub of the scutes. It only takes a few passes for his littlest brother to start a gentle purr; Mikey wholly happy to have the indulgence of a shell rub before bed, especially after a long week of hard work.

“Aight, g’night, Mike,” Raph says after a bit, finishing the rub with a few pats to Mikey’s back.

“G’night,” Mikey says, mostly asleep and face buried in his pillow. Raph reaches over and turns off the lamp, and shuts the door quietly behind himself as he leaves.

Leo is still hanging out in Donnie’s room when Raph comes by, but their brother’s tech and gear are in a pile by the bed and Donnie’s eyes are shut. Leo is just choosing to remain on top of his brother’s feet a while longer, eyes hooded as he himself wonders about a catnap.

He also sincerely missed his brothers, like Raph did, like their brothers missed them. It’s not the time for grilling them on details of the puppy RV and moon buggy shenanigans, but they can spend a few quiet moments with their siblings before they drop into slumber. It sets the undertone of being off kilter, with their pairs having been apart so long, back to rights again.

Still, Leo leaves Donnie’s bed as Raph whispers for him to, and the family genius is left in his dark room to get much needed rest.

“Feel like another game of cards?” Raph asks as they hop back down to the bottom level.

“Not in your god damn dreams, you swindling asshole,” Leo hisses without heat.

Their father’s gameshow plays an ambient soundtrack to the lair as they search for something new to amuse themselves with. Other than their good natured banter and padding feet on the stone floors, there’s no other noise to disturb the turtles sleeping in their beds.

Commission info & Kofi link.

#rottmnt #raphael #donatello #leonardo #michelangelo #splinter #tmnt 2018 #My writing #team as family #younger brother leo has to be my favorite thing to write these days #on top of how all the other brothers behave now!#they're all so good #so very very good #esp to each other and their fam+friend #also my friend commented when i sent them a wip of this that they loved how leo Suspected cheating but didn't Cheat Back in retaliation lmao #i replied 'he's smart but not that smart'

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M.E.G.A Chronicles 3 Special: The Search For Suzuki's Parents

By: Roninhunt0987

the search for Suzuki The Cat's parents and introducing Suzuki's biological parents for the very first time... :3 enjoy the special folks

Characters(C)belongs to their rightful owners

-Kato/Prower residence-

Suzuki: -sitting down on the couch barepawed and in Her pajamas as its the anniversary of when she was adopted by Master Splinter and her brothers wondering if her biological parents is still alive-

Leo: -here for a week with his brothers and master splinter since its snowing in New York of having a snowstorm and such and worried about Suzuki-

Raph: -sees Jared come downstairs in his winter gear- huh?? hey why ya in your winter gear?? Mikey: something up??

Donnie: ? Gen'ichi: hu?? Master Splinter: Jared-san what is it up??

Jared: I had a dream... felt so real.... like someone calling me for help I need to investigate this stat..

Raph: be careful out there

Jared: right.. -heads on out- Donnie: hey try not to get into too much trouble

Jared: heh... aren't I always -heads on out-

Donnie: .w. sigh... why does he always say that

Title: M.e.g.a Chronicles 3 special: The Search For Suzuki's parents

By: Roninhunt0987

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-Tokyo, Japan-

Jared: -just warped in via electric warp as he has gear on along with protection as his HUD goes active as he walks into the abandoned Village where Suzuki used to live to find some clues- hmmmm... -walks and goes into the main hut as scans for clue and sees foot prints and checks and sees its very fresh- someone's been here -uses his scanner to scan the footprints and sees it belongs to Suzuki's parent which means they been here and continues to walk in some small woods and of course walks and sees fresh robots destroyed which belongs to Omelette and Classic Eggman-

Robots: X-x

Jared: wait... this is where I was called for help -walks and sees a halofeed left behind and sees it belongs to Suzuki's parents as he has a look see and eyes widens as he takes off his mask- Suzuki's parents are alive... but where are they taken to I wonder... -sees the final part of the feed that its at Classic Eggman and Omelette's HQ somewhere in Megaville city- I see... they were searching for Suzuki and getting prepared for it well.. time to pay those morons a visit -warps out-

-at the enemy base- Orbot and Cubot: -watching detail of eggbots bringing Suzuki's parents=

Classic Eggman: heh you two are so hard to find eh

Omelette: :3 Sharpklaw The Cat: -spits at em- your time will come when someone comes to our rescue scumbag

Aki The Cat: -scared not to mention having an injured arm-

Classic Eggman: now then to-

Alarms: -goes off- Omelette: oh now what

Flashbang: -thrown in-

Classic Eggman and Omelette: oh sh-

Flashbang: BLAM!!! Classic Eggman and Omelette: WHAT THE HELL!!! -gets knocked out cold- Eggbots: -gets blown up from heavy machine guns- Orbot and Cubot: -knocked cold-

Sharpklaw: uggh -laying on the floor with Aki- wha,.

Aki: ugggh... hu??

Jared: -removes his mask and smiles- Suzuki's parents I assume

Sharpklaw: hu?? wait ya know our daughter?? Aki: Suzuki's alive how-

Jared: she's been alive for a while in fact she has been raised by a rat name Splinter along with 4 turtles and a kitsune... I heard ya call for help... i'm here to rescue you

Sharpklaw: thanks for the rescue uhh...

Jared: Jared... Jared Amadeus Prower at your service sir

Aki: thank you young man... please.. can ya take us to our daughter

Jared: -smiles- can do follow me -gets going as he gets on out of here-

Sharpklaw and Aki: -follows-

-moments later-

Classic Eggman: ugggh... what the hell -gets up to see the entire base got blown up and surprising still alive as he gets out of the crushed rubble-

Omelette: ._.;;;;; -looks to classic eggman-

Classic Eggman: WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY FRIGGIN BASE!!!

Vice: .w.;;;

Nicron: .w. -points at the wall still standing that says Deadpool wuz here with a drawn pic of deadpool flipping the bird- ._. I really hate that freak

Deadpool: -pops in- SURPRISE MOTHERF**KER!!! -kicks Nicron in the nuts- KICKCRACK!! Nicron: OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHH!!!! -on the floor- Deadpool: XD enjoy rebuilding -runs off while doing the woop woop woop thing-

Classic Eggman: =w= I hate that deadpool

-at the house-

Suzuki: -channel flipping-

-insert Different World by Alan Walker Feat. Sofia Carson, K-391 and Corsak: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-PJmmvyP10 -

Jared: -walks in and smiles-

Suzuki: hu??

Sharpklaw The Cat and Aki The Cat: -walks in and smiles-

Suzuki: -tears up- DAD... MOM!! -runs and hugs and starts to cry as she hugs them-

Appalo: -smiles and watches this moment-

Appalia Hamato, Haru Hamato and Penny Foxwolf Hamato: -smiles-

Splinter: -smiles-

Leo and Donnie: -smiles-

Mikey: -smiles-

Sharpklaw and Aki The Cat: -hugging their daughter-

Suzuki: -hugging-

Raph: -sheds a tear-

Gen'ichi: heh

Suzuki: I saw that big guy

Raph: uhm uhh... just something in my eye uh... okay so I am not made of stone... heh

Gen'ichi: -chuckles-

Suzuki: -smiles- everyone... this is my biological parents... Sharpklaw and Aki...

Aki The Cat: -looks to Splinter- thank you so much for raising our daughter now we can live together as one

Splinter: agreed

Suzuki: -hugs Jared- Thank you so much for finding my parents... I knew they were alive somehow... how did ya find them

Jared: well in a nutshell Classic Eggman and Omelette was involved somehow so I knew they had something to do with this... at the end I had deadpool deal with them by blowing their base his way

Suzuki: XD hehe typical deadpool

Sharpklaw: who??

Jared: an associtate of ours who happens to mess with the bad guys

Deadpool: -pops in- XD also very hilarious too -looks to the viewers- :3 right guys

Raph: .w. who are ya talking to?? Deadpool: uhh nothing in particular so yea hehe welp off to get some mexican food -gets going as he smashes wario's car and plants it on stupid mario of using stupid mario's baseball bat-

Wario: -walks over and sees his car smashed- WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FRIGGIN CAR!!!

Stupid Mario: hu?? -gets his baseball bat-

Wario: WHY YOU!!!

Stupid Mario: AHHHH!!!

Wario: -starts smash his face in with a crowbar-

Sharpklaw: -blinks- uhhhhh

Aki The Cat: who on earth is that

Jared and Suzuki: -facepalm- stupid mario...

Sharpklaw: hey wait a minute I know him now he's the jerk that ate my food when ya mother and I were trying to find you

Jared and Suzuki: -facepalm- oh brother

Raph: .w. man he really doesn't know how to leave things well along huh??

Jared: .w. nope

Raph: ._.;;;;

Mikey: X3 hey lets play some X-box Jared and Suzuki: ^^ okay

Mikey: hehe -starts it-

X-box 360: -starts up but gets a red ring of death-

-scene pans outside the house-

Mikey: ahhhh Shell!!!

Scene: -does a small fart noise of blacking out-

TFS Nappa: :3 the end... Hey Vegeta

Vegeta: what?? TFS Nappa: -plays Little birdie legs from Battlefield friends: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DSaZq0kbZZw -

TFS Vegeta: -facepalm- goddammit nappa...

-XD END XD-

-RH0987 PRODUCTIONS 2021-

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ninjazure · 7 years

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Chronic

Pairing(s): N/A Rating: T Words: 1383 Warnings: Leo focus, Drug Abuse

“I'm sorry Leo, but there's nothing I can do,” Don says, a forlorn expression on his face as he passes Leo a bottle of pills, “Just take these three times a day and the pain should be manageable at least. Let me know if you need me to up the dosage.”

Leo smiles slightly and stands with a short nod, “Thanks.”

–

He rubs his palm against his shoulder for a long moment before popping a pill into his mouth and swallowing it dry.

–

“What the hell happened out there?” Raph shouts, gettings up in his face with his arms spread, “Ya just froze like a dear in the headlights when that guy hit ya in the arm!”

“It won't happen again,” Leo all but growls, forcing himself to drop his hand from his shoulder.

“That ain't an answer,” Raph growls.

“Raphael!” Splinter snaps, hobbling into the room, “That is enough. Did it ever occur to you that your brother might still be in pain?”

“What? From the explosion on the Shredder's ship?” Raph replies disbelievingly, “That was six months ago! There ain't no way he's still hurting from it.”

“Raph-”

Leo grits his teeth and, ignoring the calls of his father, he leaves the room. He takes two pills that night.

–

Don's thumbs all but tear into the meat of his shoulder as he tries to massage away the knot, leaving Leo to grit his teeth as hard as he possibly can and bear it. Fists clenched, his brows twitch when his brother hits a particularly stubborn knot near the base of his cracked shell.

It feels like forever before Don's stepping away and offering him another bottle of pills. He takes them with more grace than Raph would, at least.

“You need to be more careful out there, bro. Who knows what's causing your arm to seize up like this?” Don says, frowning with that worried crease in his brow he always gets.

Leo smiles slightly and pats him in the arm, “I'll be fine, bro. Thanks for the massage.”

–

Leo fingers the bottle in his hands as he sits on the toilet seat, reading over the label with eyes not registering the words. He's supposed to only take one pill three times a day, he knows this, but he's been taking two pills three times a day now and it hasn't been working as well lately.

After a long moment of hesitation, he tips three pills into his palm and swallows them dry. It's time to up the dosage.

–

“Ah, shit,” Leo hisses under his breath as he twists his shoulder in just the wrong way while trying to grab a box of cereal from above. He takes a moment to fight off the pain before gritting his teeth and finishing his task. He's not so invalid he can't make himself breakfast.

“Your arm's still bugging you?” Mike asks from the doorway, an uncharacteristic frown on his face, “Didn't Donnie fix that problem?”

Leo takes another moment to get his breathing under control as he lightly massages the aging scar, before turning to Mike with a small grin.

“It's fine, bro,” Leo says after a moment, cocking his brow, “I just forgot to take my pills this morning is all.”

A lie – he took three.

“Damn son,” Mike replies, pursing his lips dramatically and cocking his hip, “How about you go pop 'em now before Donnie blows a gasket. Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret.”

Leo's smile turned strained, “Thanks, Mikey.”

–

“Leo...” Don says, before biting his lip and turning away from the computer with a concerned look on his face, “I've been looking up the causes of chronic pain lately, y'know, since your shoulder's still bugging you and all.”

Leo frowns, rubbing the joint, “Yeah?”

“Did it... ever occur to you that it might not be physical? That it might be psychosomatic?” He asks after another long moment, eyes darting everywhere but his brother's face, “I mean, it's been over a year now and it hasn't gone away – or even lessened.”

Leo's frown darkens, “What're you saying? That it's all in my head?”

Don's face pulls a few funny expressions before finally settling on sympathetic, and it's the pity in his eyes that drives Leo from the room.

“Leo- Leo! Come on, Leo!”

–

He pours four pills into his hand that night – time to up the dosage.

–

It was an accident. He has to keep telling himself it was an accident as he helps Raph carry his younger brother in Don's make-shift mini hospital and lay him on the sickbed. He has to keep telling himself it was an accident as he watches Don suture Mike's wounds and he has to keep telling himself it was an accident has his little brother sleeps off the anaesthetic because if he doesn't he'll have to admit to himself that it was his own weakness that put Mike in harms way and he can't handle that kind of thinking right now.

He grips his shoulder, tightly, and tries to ignore the pain. Raph sits next to him on the bench.

“What the hell happened out there?” He asks, eyes surprisingly soft – all things considered.

“It was an accident.”

“Yeah, I got that much – but I meant with your arm, bro. You could've blocked that hit,” Raph says, “You would've blocked that hit if ya arm didn't suddenly spaz out. So lemme ask you again, bro – what the hell happened out there?”

Leo frowns, staring at his feet, “I just haven't been feeling so good lately. No big deal.”

“Yeah, right,” Don says, making his way between them with a needle in one hand and a kidney dish in the other. The way Raph scooted off the bench and crossed the room would've been more amusing than it was if Mike weren't laying unconscious not ten feet away, “Routine blood check. You're next, Raph.”

“I'm fine,” Raph growls, prompting a small smile to push it's way onto Leo's face as he offers Don his arm.

“Relax, Raph – it's just a little needle,” Leo teases.

“Piss off!”

–

Leo stares at his reflection in the mirror, scowls at it as he rubs the constant ache in his shoulder joint. Maybe Don's right, maybe it is psychosomatic.

He slips five pills into his hand this time. He just wants it to go away.

–

“Leonardo!” Don barks from his lab, all but storming out and dragging his older brother across the lair in some kind of a fury, “We need to talk.”

Leo shares a confused with Raph, of whom he'd just been sparring with, and lets Don drag him into the lab. Don wastes no time in depositing Leo onto the make-shift sick bed and slapping a piece of paper onto his plastron. Even with his quick reflexes, he barely manages to keep it from dropping onto the floor.

“What-?”

“Do you know what that is, Leo?” Don barks, jabbing a finger at the document in Leo's hands.

Leo shakes his head, “Uhm, no-”

“That is a toxicology screen Leo, a tox screen I did on you last week,” he growls, snatching the paper from Leo's hands and beginning to pace the room, “Do you know why you're only allowed to take one of your pills a day? Do you?” Leo shakes his head, “Because they contain morphine! In fact, they are morphine! I told you to come to me if you needed to up the dosage, I trusted you to.”

Leo freezes, “Don, I-”

“How many a day are you taking, Leo? How many?!” Don shouts, gripping the sheet of paper so hard it crinkles in his fist.

“I- Six,” Leo says after a long moment, before biting his lip and looking away, “Six... four times a day.”

“Six-?” Don gasps before he buries his head in his hands for a long moment, “That's twenty-four tablets a day, Leo. That's eight times the daily limit,” he lets out a distressed sound and puts the sheet back onto his desk, “I can't believe this, out of Raph or Mikey maybe, but you? I can't believe this.”

Leo frowns, “Can't believe what?”

Don turns to him with one of the most hurt expressions Leo has ever seen.

“I can't believe that my big brother's a drug addict.”

#tmnt #fanfic #tw: drugs #this was legit supposed to be dull old chronic pain whinge fic #then all of a sudder it was about drugs n i was like 'okay fingers u win'#decided to split it into two parts tho cus im gettin tired n the climax will be disappointing af if i keep forcing it rn xD #leo #leonardo

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remmushound · 3 years

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Bay/rise 46!! @errorfreak88 @brightlotusmoon @digitl-art-monstr @selfindulgenz @dakotafinely @yarchurr @sprinklestheditty @sententiously-sarcastic

Content warning! Mentions of death and suicide

Shredder was fighting with everything he had to free himself. He thrashed around, spinning as much as the tight containment would allow. If anything, he looked like a housecat in a carrier on its way to the vet. The families from both worlds gathered around the containment, much to Shredder’s furious frustration as he tried to slash himself free, but the containment held firm.

“Release me at once!” He snarled, pressing his muzzle to the clear door that didn't quite look to be glass; it had a more pinkish tint, like everything else in this place did.

Mikey and Raph looked at each other, and then looked at Shredder. “NAW!”

“April!” Leo ran to O’neil’s side as she finally removed her disguise, then looked beside her with a more confused look when he saw Casey. “Casey? How are you here— how are you breathing?”

O’neil opened her mouth to show what looked like gum on her tongue. “The other Donnie made these.”

All eyes fell wide on Donatello.

“What? I had a few hours while Leo was coming up with a plan.” Donnie shrugged, “They’re just prototypes. You can keep the rest if you want— I got a dozen more of the things.”

“But how did you—?”

“It’s easy! You mentioned that they shouldn’t be able to breath in here and i figured it was because of the weird properties of the air, but clearly we could breathe here, and so could my April so I took swabs of all of our mouths and then I took a swab of their mouths, compared the differences, and isolated the isotopic signatures that they didn't have and applied that knowledge into creating a gelatin-based supplement, and I gave their bodies a few hours to process the change, and then tested it by putting them near Leo’s rift where the atmosphere’s of both places merged and they were doing just fine so I deduced that my genius worked and we followed through with the plan. Any questions?”

“Several.” Mikey raised his hand.

“Write em down when we get home and I’ll answer them then.”

“Hey— you ain’t got yo uh… shell thing on.” Raph commented when he came behind Donatello.

“Yes— it didn't work with the plan. I needed to make him think I was Leo. Colored lenses, man I tell ya, they’ll change the world! My battle shell’s back home so I’d really like to get back there like ASAP because I am feeling highly anxious right now.”

“For a second there I didn't even think your plan would work.” Leo laughed weakly and shook his head, “Good idea using Draxum!”

Leonardo didn't answer.

“Leo? Donatello asked.

Leonardo walked closer to the containment cell and placed his hand on it, staring in at the tortured figure of his brother. The creature was Shredder in both mind and body, no doubt about that. The armor, the metal ribs, those sickle claws were all Shredder! But the plastron, and those baby blues eyes belonged to Raphael and to see them on someone else— something else— made Leonardo incredibly sad. He wondered if Raphael could still hear him…? Maybe not. But Shredder certainly could, right?

“Can you hear me?” Leonardo whispered to the tank; his eyes locked onto the blue ones just beyond the barrier.

Shredder gave a low rumble and lowered his head to meet Leonardo’s gaze.

“You can, can’t you? I know your name…”

“I am the Shredder…” Shredder rasped quietly.

“No you’re aren’t. The armor is Shredder. I don’t know if you’re him anymore since you swallowed my brother, but you used to be Oroku Saki.”

Shredder visibly flinched at the name, snarling and pulling his head back into his armor as far as it could go. “Don’t say that name…”

“Why? It is your name, isn’t it?” Leonardo asked, “I know it because Draxum told me. He was just a kid back then, but he knows the stories. The stories of the great and noble Oroku saki.”

“What is he doing?” Leo almost snarled, but Draxum held out a hand for silence.

Draxum watched with the utmost curiosity, his eyes shimmering like rubies as he observed Shredder's reaction to every word being said.

“You led the Foot Clan over five hundred years ago, right? Your clan lived in peace, and you learned from the kappa. They taught you ninjitsu and you brought it back to your Clan, didn't you…?”

Shredder gave the lowest grunt. “I remember. I met them when I was young boy playing by the river. I gave them an offering of cucumbers, and as a thanks they gave me my first lesson.”

“I knew you remembered.” Leonardo said, his heart sparking at the implications of what it could mean, “I knew it! Your clan was so… honorable until a great evil came to your land, and you couldn’t fight it off. Do you remember what the evil was…?”

Shredder gave an evil roar and tried to charge the door, though he couldn’t get much of a running start to do any damage. Leonardo held his hands up in peaceful surrender.

“Don’t wanna talk about it! Completely understand!”

Shredder settled back down quickly.

“You must be in so much pain.” Leonardo shook his head slowly as he touched the glass. “Saki… all you wanted to do was protect your clan, and now you’ve had to fight this dark armor for… for years. You… you’re so tired and— and you can’t fight anymore and that's okay! You’ve been fighting for five hundred years…”

Shredder brought the nose of his armor to touch where Leonardo’s hand was, his eyes still watching Leonardo in a quiet observance.

“You don’t have to fight anymore— at least not alone! But Raph… if you can hear me, I need you to fight harder than you ever have. Please… if you d… don’t… then I’ll have to destroy you and I don’t think I can…”

Leonardo rested his head against the door, the coldness of the chamber like sweet relief from the heat of his body.

“I know it's still you in there. I can see your eyes! And I need you to fight this, because if you don't then you’ll destroy me because I can’t destroy you. And then Mikey and Donnie, our baby brothers… they’re gonna have to watch both of us die. Heh…” Leonardo laughed weakly as he wiped his eyes, a wavering smile trying to take hold of his face. “You hear what I said? Baby brothers. Donnie’s older than me, I know, but… it just felt right. Silly Leo huh?”

Shredder didn't answer.

“And not just them. Our father… our sister… our new friends. They’re gonna have to watch it happen. They’re gonna have to watch us die… so I need you to fight this. Please.”

Shredder stared, his eyes like icicles piercing through Leonardo like knives. Still he said nothing. He didn't move, hardly breathed. He just stared.

“Raph…” Michelangelo’s weak voice rasped suddenly, and Shredder snapped his attention to look at the approaching box turtle. Michelangelo was fiddling with his hands in front of him, his head low and eyes wide and sad. “Hi. It’s Mikey. Can you hear me?” He touched the door just as Leonardo was. “I really really want you back. I miss you.”

Shredder stared intently at Michelangelo. Michelangelo looked to Leonardo with a soft whimper, but Leonardo waved him on gently.

“D… do you remember when we ordered that Lou Jitsu video game and… and I really wanted to pick it up all on my own? You were so scared that I would get hurt, because I’m… little and stuff. I’m your baby brother! But even though you were scared, you still eventually let me go? And… when I did get in trouble like you said I would, you didn't yell or shout at me or anything. You just… gave me a hug and helped me! You didn't try to say you told me so even though you did tell me so. Do you remember that?”

Shredder gave a low rumble.

“Raph…” Donatello’s voice came this time, just as straightforward as ever but with a new, gentler tone to it if that were possible. “Do you uh… remember Mrs.Cuddles?”

Shredder gave a sharp growl and pulled back.

“Take that as a yes.” Donatello cleared his throat, “You know how it was my dumb idea for April to bring the doll over in the first place? Just to scare you like a jerk of a little brother?”

Shredder leaned closer once more.

“You… forgave all of us for it… even though it was our fault that the thing nearly killed our family and all of New York? That was pretty cool of you.”

“Red Rover?” This time it was April’s turn to approach, “You’ve always been a good big brother! I remember back when y'all were still eating dumpster scraps and I’d bring y'all snacks any time I could swing it with my parents. And every time, no matter how many snacks I brought, I never seen you eat one cause you were always too concerned with making sure your brothers got something that wasn’t gutter trash.”

Draxum stepped up. “When Michelangelo er… was helping me to change my ways… you hated me. Absolutely despised me, for good reason. I had done terrible things up until that point. Yet… when your brother orange begged you to give me a chance, you did. You didn't trust me, but you trusted him, and you gave me a chance. I thank you now…”

“And when Draxum threw me off a building and I could’ve gotten really hurt you… you dove right down after me. No hesitation, no panic. Just straight down after me and… and you caught me. I was being so obnoxious that day too.”

“My son… My Raphael…” Yoshi was the last to step up, his ears pressed back against his head as he smiled at the Shredder’s eyes. “I remember when you were small enough to fit in my hands. Oh, you were such a fussy baby! I would always sing you and your brothers the same lullaby my grandfather sung to me. You remember how it goes?”

Shredder didn't respond.

“I would hate babysitting beyond the Bon Festival. The snow begins to fall and the baby cries…”

The pupils of Shredder’s eyes dilated, filling almost the entirety of the dark space.

“How can I be happy even when Bon Festival is here…? Unwillingly babysitting thinking of days after mid-summer Bon holiday. The flurry of cold snow continues… and a baby repeating cries. Even come Bon holiday, what is so joyful, no clothes and no sash for attire. The baby is so irritable to cry. That baby’s crying annoys me. Babysitting for a whole day, or even more. Every day I grow thinner. Wishing to get back home in a hurry across the border. That’s my parents' home…” Yoshi gave the softest laugh as he finished the lullaby and wiped his eyes clear of tears. “Oh, how you all loved that song. I… was in a dark place back then— so resentful of where my life was. But you boys helped me more than I could ever thank you for. If there hadn’t have been the need to take care of you, then I… wouldn’t be here today. I would have… done something cowardly. But I’m so glad I didn't. So please, my son… Raphael… let me help you.”

#let us help you

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Radio Hearts, chapter 4!! @scentedcandlecryptid @digitl-art-monstr

Shelldon woke up.

The sleep passed by as quickly as it always did and the first thing the drone did was go quickly over to the mirror to see if anything about him had changed. He didn't feel any different, but it could never hurt to check, right?

Shelldon gasped when he saw himself. Then he gasped again when he realized he was able to gasp. That wasn’t a recording— that was a new voice. His voice? The reflection staring back at him was a new one; colored a bright purple with streaks of pink going along his sides and on the ridges of his shell. At first he thought his propellers gone, until he located them again. They had been moved; where there had once been only one on his shell, there were now four in the places of his flippers. He moved one, and then the other. And then he moved all four, all independent of each other. He had never been able to do that before!

Then he noticed his sensors; no, not sensors. Eyes. Expression-filled, bright yellow eyes that stood out against his color scheme. Pupils that dilated and constricted and spiraled on his command. And his mouth was almost like a screen! Just like with his eyes, he could flip between various expressions of joy and sadness and anger. Genuine expressions of his own!

“Woahhh…” Shelldon’s voice sounded strange to him, new and almost vibrating within him, but he didn't mind. He had a voice! A voice all his own!

Donatello walked up beside Shelldon with a soft smile; not one of the fake ones he’d often force upon himself, but a real smile. He reached over and touched Shelldon on the head, giving him a gentle scratch just like Splinter always did.

Shelldon almost collapsed with the vibrating euphoria of the touch. He had felt touch before, but never in such an intense sensation that made his motor rumble, and his eyes take on a mind of their own. Though he could still see out of them, the sensors showed his eyes shut and a smile on his face that almost resembled a W. The touch felt nice!

“You like that, Shelldon?”

Shelldon found himself rubbing against Donatello’s hand with much the same affection that a cat would.

“I’m going to take that as a yes.”

***

“Hey Mikey!” Donatello called as he and Shelldon approached the mutant. “Mind if Shelldon plays a few rounds with you?”

Michelangelo caught his ball and gave an uncertain whine, hugging the toy tightly to his chest. “I don’t know, Dee. I just got this ball…”

“I’ll get you a brand new one if anything happens, which it won’t!” Donatello declared, adding the second part quickly when Michelangelo seemed uncertain.

“Please?” Shelldon asked, and his eyes went circular and watery in a begging expression..

“Awww….” Michelangelo cooed, and then seemed to brighten. “Okay. Go over there.”

Shelldon looked to Donatello for permission before drifting over to the place that Michelangelo had indicated.

“Okay…” Michelangelo gave his new ball one last hug before he threw it to Shelldon.

Shelldon was ready. He did the same move he had done before, realizing a little too late that the move had been one of his many faults before. The ball struck home and Shelldon awaited the violent pop, but it never came. Instead, the ball bounced effortlessly off of Shelldon’s carapace and flew right back to Michelangelo. Michelangelo gave an excited squeal as he caught the ball and held it tightly to his chest a moment before tossing it right back to Shelldon.

***

Donatello let Michelangelo and Shelldon play their catch game for almost twenty minutes before he and Shelldon moved on. Shelldon felt… happy. He had never felt emotions as genuine and strong as he had since he woke up the previous time. He couldn’t help but wonder if Donatello had been the source of that. Either way, he stayed close to his maker even as his eyes tried to linger on almost everything they passed.

“Hey Raph!” Donatello called as they entered the weight room. “Leon!”

Raphael gave a curious hum as he looked over at Donatello and Shelldon. “Oh. Hey…”

Leonardo was spotting the snapper and he seemed far more excited to see his twin and the drone. “Hey! There’s my main man! And Donnie.”

“Brothers, you remember dear Shelldon.” Donatello smiled and motioned to the drone, pointedly ignoring Leonardo

“Yeah…” Raphael’s head started to sink into his shell until he got a better look at Shelldon. “Hey. He looks different.”

“Yep. Gave ‘em a few new upgrades. You like?”

Raphael pursed his lips as he leaned in closer to look at Shelldon. Then he smiled. “He’s got eye’s now!”

“He’s always had eyes.” Leonardo pointed out.

“Yeah but they’re like… like real eyes! Not weird eh… blank ones.”

“And he can talk.” Donatello gave Shelldon a pat on the side. “Go on Shelldon. Say something.”

Shelldon hesitated. “Something.”

Raphael gasped. “Aw! Your voice is so cute!”

Leonardo butted in, leaning his head into Raphael’s shoulder. “Does it like, change or something?”

“Shelldon has exactly 16 different emoticons to express different emotions he may be feeling at any given moment.” Donatello explained. “He can also switch between them at will if he ever needs to manipulate, but you didn't hear that from me.”

To show off Donatello’s work, Shelldon rapidly flicked between all the expressions at his disposal. Both Raphael and Leonardo seemed to share a similar awe, leaning in closer to get a better look at Shelldon.

“Snazzy~!” Leonardo exclaimed.

“He’s like the roomba but cuter!”

Donatello gasped and grabbed Shelldon, hugging him close. “Don’t you dare compare him to the roomba!”

“He’s got hands now too?” Leonardo got closer so he could touch Shelldon’s front hovers.

“Technically, they’re flippers.” Donatello corrected, sticking his nose in the air.

“Eh, hands, flippers, whatever.” Leonardo moved and shifted the hover around to look at it closely.

“It’s never bad to be accurate.” Donatello scowled.

“What kinda turtle is he based off of anyway?” Leonardo slid to behind Shelldon to play with his back flippers.

Shelldon whined and tried to pull his feet away. Donatello noticed immediately and yanked Shelldon away from Leonardo’s curious touch.

“He’s based off a mix of softshell and leatherback.” Donatello explained proudly.

“Really?” Leonardo returned to stand once more beside Raphael. “But his nose is small, and so’s his forehead.”

“Nardo leave my forehead out of this.”

“I mean, that thing’s so big even Dora can’t explore it. Mountain climbers are too scared to try and surmount it cause they could never bring enough food for that journey!”

“That’s tough talk for the eighth forgotten dwarf.”

Leonardo gasped loudly. “Don’t you dare talk about my height!”

“Well don’t bring my forehead into this!”

“Guys.” Raphael got between the two of them before it could go any further. “Don, your toy’s cool. Please go somewhere else before Leo brings out the mad scientist jokes.”

“Speaking of mad scientists” Leonardo started.

“No, no no no no.” Raphael corrected, pushing back against Leonardo when the slider tried to resist him. “None of that. Don, go now.”

Donatello took his brother’s advice and left with Shelldon. Shelldon looked back at Raphael and Leonardo, his screen showing a frown and sensors showing sad eyes.

“Toy…?”

***

As usual, when the time came where the brothers had to leave, Shelldon was left in the loving care of Splinter. Splinter was thrilled when he realized Shelldon could talk back now, and their discussions after each movie increased tenfold now that Splinter was actually getting responses. Shelldon couldn’t remember ever seeing the old man smile so much; it made him smile in turn. Seeing Splinter happy made him happy. Somehow the movies seemed even clearer than they had in Shelldon’s previous upgrade. He had a better understanding of the words and their meanings, and when emotion spilled into the characters voices, Shelldon could feel it too.

When Splinter pet Shelldon like he did every day as they spent time together, it felt even more euphoric. Each gentle stroke and rub sent shockwaves through Shelldon’s wires and that gentle rumbling returned like it had when Donatello had pet him.

“Are you purring?” Splinter commented, looking over Shelldon with a wider smile creasing across his face. “That’s adorable.”

The compliment only made Shelldon purr even more. Yes, he was purring! He wondered for a moment why Donatello would bother with what must have been a useless upgrade, but then Splinter started to pet him again and all his thoughts were lost with the love he felt both from Splinter and in his own chest.

***

“Shelly…”

Shelldon’s sensors came to life from his charging at Donatello’s gentle urging. He was confused. Checking his charge, it was just barely halfway. It was hours before he was set to wake up, and Donatello had never woken him up so soon before. He barely had enough energy to hover, but he tried. Donatello picked him up immediately so he wouldn’t have to expend the power.

“Easy, Shell.” Donatello smiled, giving the drone a gentle stroke on his head, “I have a surprise.”

“A surprise?” Shelldon whirled. “But Dee. It’s early.”

“I know— I know I just couldn’t wait.” Donatello was practically melting with glee, his smile wide. “Here— I gotta turn you off real quick but it won’t be for long.”

“Turn me off? Why?”

“For the surprise!” Was all Donatello elaborated. “You trust me, don’t you? I— I’ve been working on it for a while! I know you’ll like it! But I gotta turn you off, just— just for a little bit!”

Shelldon tried to read Donatello’s expression, but all he could find was an overwhelming sense of pure excitement. Shelldon flashed a sleepy smile.

“Okay, Dee…”

At Donatello’s touch, Shelldon went to sleep.

#Leo is a shorty because I said so #also #twins roasting each other #good content #let Shelldon purr darn you!

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