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Sisters a Dimension Apart Chapter 1: An Unexpected Rescue

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“Leo never gave up on us, I’m not giving up on him!” Mikey yelled with his arms pushed forward and tears streaming down his face.

Casey had said something about him having magic hands and he was really really hoping he was right because if Casey was wrong… if Mikey couldn’t save Leo… no. He will save Leo.

His finger tips started to burn. He felt his ninpo pulsing through his body. Beginning in his heart, rushing up his arms, and finally surging through his fingers and out in the form of a glowing tear in the sky.

“Mikey whatever you’re doing… don’t stop!” Raph shouted from a few feet away.

Mikey’s memories of Leo all came rushing to his mind. Watching Jupiter Jim together way past their bed time as tots. How he would help when Mikey cut his finger. All of his huge elaborate birthday parties. His dumb skate board tricks that never worked. His confident smile. The constant puns and silly jokes.

He ripped the tear in the sky open even wider. The pain shot up his hands like every atom was set ablaze.

He felt Raph’s palm grip his shoulder. Then Donnie’s joined too. He felt the comfort and stability of his brothers’ ninpo surround him.

His skin split and cracked like he was being ripped apart, just like the portal he was trying so desperately to keep together.

The cracks traveled up his skin in an agonizing race to devour him completely.

Once the cracks reached his shoulders some of the burden was lifted by his brothers’ support. He felt as the cracks stopped in their pursuit and traveled on to other targets.

The portal finally took shape. He could see the other side. He could look into the dark, empty Prison Dimension. And just a few feet away was his fearless brother in blue.

“Leo!” Mikey let out a heart wrenching cry as he saw his brother turn over to face his family.

Leo made a pitiful noise that was presumed to be a laugh, “Heh, took you guys long enough.”

Leo reached forward. He reached with every bit of fleeting strength he had left. He reached toward his family he thought he’d never see again. He reached for the planet he had sacrificed himself for. He reached for the feeling of warmth and of safety radiating off his family.

Without missing a beat Raph summoned a construct arm and thrusted it through the portal. He gripped Leo’s arm like it was his only life line. But right as he began pulling Leo towards him, towards home, a sudden shadow loomed behind him… Krang Prime.

Donnie immediately jumped into action, summoning a ginormous Drill construct and sent it plowing into the Krang.

No way they were about to lose Leo again. They were too close.

The drill’s force pried Krang Prime off of Leo, hurling him into the abyss of the Prison Dimension. The knock back gave Raph just enough time to pull Leo through the threshold and safe onto Staten Island.

Krang Prime hurled himself toward the portal with an enraged roar.

Mikey stared him down, gave him his classic goofy smile, and closed the portal with a wink.

The second Leo had crossed through the portal, the turtle that had gripped his leg seconds before was sent tumbling like a rag-doll across Staten Island.

But no one had noticed.

Not even when Leo let out a scream of pain when her claws tore out of his leg.

They were all in shock. They had Leo back. He was alive. They did it. They beat the Krang. They were all safe.

Meanwhile, Leo was in utter agony. He had several broken bones, ribs, and probably a concussion or two. His leg was actively bleeding from the deep punctures caused by something that had just latched onto his leg literal seconds ago. His shell felt as if it had been smashed to pieces, glued back together, then ripped from his spine twenty times. The only taste in his mouth was from the blood that slowly dripped off his lip. He wanted to do nothing more than to lie down and sob for hours (except for the fact that the act of crying would be excruciating for his broken ribs), but hey, his brothers were here and he knew what that meant… show time.

He put on a goofy grin (Igniting every muscle in a fiery symphony). He held back a wince and a cough (which was harder than he’d ever admit), “ewwww are we on Staten Island!?” His voice rasped and the words ripped through his sore throat. But he showed no signs of pain. Because what else is the face man supposed to do? Let his brothers freak out because he’s half dead!?

Within seconds everyone was in a bone crushing hug with Leo stuck in the middle. Lucky for Leo all his bones were already crushed, Krang Prime saw to that personally. But that didn’t help the pain one bit.

They were all too busy crying over their precious rescued brother to even notice their long lost sister lying only a few yards behind.

“HAH LOSER, I WON!!”

Everyone slowly turned their heads to the cry of victory heard from behind them.

“TAKE THAT DEATH!! I WON. I BEAT YOU. IM FREEEEEEEE!! YA HERE THAT BESTIE?!?! I. GOT. OUT. AND YOU DIDN’T!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHA!!!!”

A few yards behind them was another turtle, she was screaming out in a scratchy voice directed to no one at all. The turtle quickly delved into a howling laughter rolling across Staten Island with her hands clutching her plastron. The laughs devolved into hacking coughs before cycling back into the same manic laughter as before.

They really needed to process what in pizza supreme just happened, but it seemed like Leo had other plans.

Right after they noticed the hysterical turtle rolling around on the ground, Leo’s suppressed injuries caught up to him in full. He weakly tried to tug on Raph’s mask tails to alert him but only lifted a finger before promptly losing consciousness.

Everyone immediately focused their attention on Leo. Donnie started barking orders. Everything was moving so fast. Raph tore off a bit of his mask tail to dress the punctures in Leo’s leg. Donnie checked Leo’s pulse and then frantically started chest compressions with tears welling in his eyes. Everyone was shouting and rushing and the howling laughter and horrendous coughs from the stranger did not help.

Mikey just sat there uselessly trying not to freak out. The glowing cracks on his arms began to fade, leaving behind swollen bleeding cuts all the way up his shoulder. Every slight movement caused pain he couldn’t bear. He couldn’t help anyone. Even if his arms didn’t hurt he’d have do idea where to start. Leo was dying right in front of him and he could do absolutely nothing. It was torture.

A few moments later Donnie seemed to have stabilized Leo but the yelling continued. Now he was shouting something about a van into his broken communicator. Mikey had never heard Donnie this panicked, but not just panicked, Donnie sounded desperate. He wasn’t just barking orders, he was begging for the orders to be followed through. And Mikey couldn’t do a thing.

The constant background noise of howling laughter changed. It turned into a fit of coughs that didn’t circle back to laughs. It just got worse and worse then…

It stopped.

Raph and Donnie definitely noticed but didn’t change what they were doing. And Mikey wasn’t doing anything so… why not check on the stranger?

Mikey carefully stood up trying not to move his arms and approached the turtle on the ground.

And oh my.

Her eyes were closed as she lay there. Her breathes were small and shallow. There were huge scars trailing every inch of her body. Rapidly forming bruises and a few cuts scattered all over her body.

She must have just been in a fight.

Her plastron had a large crack by her right shoulder (kind of like Raph’s new one but bigger). Her shell, though Mikey couldn’t see much, looked like giant chunks were missing. She had little yellow spots on her shoulders and legs and a red spot next to each of her eyes with a large scar covering the left one. She had scraps of some sort of brown fabric wrapped around her legs and used as a belt and sash like his own. She had some sort of gauntlets on her arms and a black top going just under her plastron with a little orange thing on the left side that Mikey was too overwhelmed to think about.

He leaned over her head and looked at her. She was breathing, that was good, but it seemed a little wrong. Too shallow. Too quick. Then she just stopped as if she was holding her breath.

“Um… hey are you alright? You look pretty hurt maybe I could help—“

“Boo!” Her eyes popped open and she waved her hands like jazz hands.

Mikey stood there completely shocked as two large Krangfied eyes stared back at him. He froze. They just defeated the Krang. This couldn’t be happening. His eyes darted to the large gauntlets. It was part of a Krang mech. The orange symbol on the her black top was the symbol of the foot clan. He stumbled backwards. He fell to the ground and instinctively caught himself with his hands—

“AGHH!!” He let out an agonizing scream as his arms tried to support him. They buckled and collapsed immediately and he fell hard to the ground.

His brothers turned to see Mikey on the floor with terror and tears in his eyes. And to the right of him was a stranger, now sitting up, falling over, standing, spinning her arms in an attempt to balance herself and falling again. They had no idea what happened but they didn’t deem the other turtle a threat so Raph rushed over to help Mikey. Donnie was just clutching Leo’s hand with tears begging to fall. He couldn’t leave his Twin’s side.

Raph made it to Mikey and scooped him up from the ground, “What happened Mike, are you okay!? What’s hurt’n? Raph’s here to help ya.”

Mikey raised a shaky hand, he winced in pain as he did, pointing toward the stranger, who was now successfully on her feet looking like a toddler who didn’t know how to walk.

Raph looked but was still confused. Did that stranger hurt him? From the looks of it she doesn’t even know how to move! He looked down at Mikey’s shaking hand and noticed the awful blistering wounds. “Mikey your arms!”

Mikey lowered his hand and attempted to speak in a shaky, unstable voice, “I- I’m fine Raph, b- b— but her! She- she’s—“

Suddenly she was only a few inches away from Raph’s face. She was almost the same height as Raph perhaps an inch or two shorter. They met each other’s gaze.

Face to face with the eyes of Krang.

He hastily stepped back. The feeling of the Krang tendrils writhing on his skin flooded his senses.

She just looked at him with a playful grin, it was sickening. It was almost as if he was staring at Prime’s smug face again but her grin had less hate and malice behind it.

She beamed up at him and spoke in the same scratchy voice that had been screaming about escaping death only minutes ago, “HI! It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is… well I don’t even— HAHA!! I don’t even know my own name!! How funny is that!?” Her manic laughter came back in full only to be immediately stopped by a series of dangerous coughs. Her large gauntlets gripped her carapace as she was sent doubled over from coughing.

In the middle of her coughs she raised a hand to Raph.

Raph stared in horror at the hand raised to him. Was it an attack? What was she doing? Is she infected by Krang!? She has to be, she has their eyes! But where’s the tendrils? He couldn’t come to a single conclusion, but he held onto his baby brother as tight as he could. Whatever happened, she would NOT hurt Mikey anymore.

She looked up once her coughing died down and noticed her own hand still raised in front of Raph. “Huh, I thought you would’ve shaken it by now… do people not shake hands anymore!? Heh that’s kinda funny I look like an idiot now don’t I. Haha…”

“Wh- who are you?” Raph stammered in a shaky voice.

“Ummm hellloooooo? Did you not hear ANYTHING I just sai—“ she made eye contact with Donnie and abruptly stopped in the middle of her sentence. Donnie stared back from a couple yards away still clutching Leo’s hand.

Raph silently backed away and made his way toward his brother.

Donnie looked her up and down. He saw the scars, the gauntlets, the foot symbol, and the eyes. He felt the writhing tendrils crawling up his exposed shell. He remembered the agony from being ripped from the control unit. He blinked. Trying to form a single coherent thought.

“I WIN!” She said as she kept her eyes locked on Donnie.

“…what?”

She ran up to him in the blink of an eye, “I won. You blinked. That means I won.” Her face was inches away from Donnie’s. Her words came out oddly monotone, a stark contrast to seconds ago. Then, she straightened up and stood with a wild grin on her face. She made no move to attack. She just stood.

Raph moved beside Donnie with Mikey standing safely behind both of them. Raph was fully prepared to fight ten Krang before he would let anyone lay another finger on his brothers.

Donnie positioned himself over Leo’s body in a pathetic attempt to protect him.

Donnie’s thoughts were spinning and the sensations of slimy tendrils still seeped into every thought. Why wasn’t she attacking them? They were defenseless. If she were Krangified wouldn’t she have just outright tried to kill them? That’s what… that’s what Raph did when he was Krangified.

She dropped to a crouch in front of Donnie. Raph flinched forward, ready to pummel her if she made any moves.

“Soooo… whatcha doin’? Who’s the dead guy?” She asked as she stared at Leo’s unconscious body.

“He is NOT dead! What do you want with us?!” Raph snapped from behind. Though he looked to Donnie to confirm his first exclamation. Donnie offered a small nod and a grunt.

“Wooooahhhh chill out!! I’m not looking for a fight. Haha I’ve had my fair share for today! And from the looks of it you have too! Hah you guys look awful! I mean absolutely terrible!”

That came as a shock. Well not the part about them looking awful. But why was she here if she was avoiding a fight? Why didn’t she want to fight? Wasn’t she Krangfied? So why was she so different from Raph?

“Then what do you want?” Donnie asked because he was willing to do whatever as long as it kept them all safe. And he was genuinely curious.

“I would KILL to know what’s going on! Hehehe, kill get it because… well I don’t- wait that doesn’t even make sense?? What am I talking about!? HAHAhahahahaaha-” her laughs stopped abruptly. Her face fell to a serious expression, “What is going on though?”

Donnie had no idea how to articulate a summary of the past hours, especially with such short notice. It was hard to think at all when he was face to face with a possibly infected stranger.

She waited as his thoughts spun in circles. She just sat there breathing shallow breathes. It was strange, she seemed oddly patient.

He finally found a way to word everything, hoping that she’d leave once he explained, “Well… the Krang, an alien race—

“Oh yeah, I know the Krang. Heheh you thought I didn’t know who the Krang were! That’s hilarious!!”

“…anyway, they invaded earth,” Donnie spoke slow and careful, “we fought them. We managed to trap them back in the prison dimension,” his eyes flicked to Leo before he continued, “then you came…”

She hopped back to her feet in one swift motion. She looked down at Donnie and Leo as she responded, “Well, I have no clue what this ‘Prison Dimension’ is but… oh… “ her eye contact drifted off and her expression turned blank. Though her wide, frankly scary, grin quickly came back to her face, her eyes stayed unfocused and distant as she playfully shouted, “GOING DOWN!!” And promptly fell to the ground with a small salute before her consciousness completely faded off.

The turtles all let out a sigh of relief. They didn’t know what to do with her but at the moment they had much more pressing matters. Immediately the van skidded to a stop right beside them and Casey jr, April, and splinter rushed out. The three of them were stunned by the fifth turtle on the ground but focused their attention on getting Leo in the van.

They all loaded Leo into the van and quickly prepared themselves for departure, but Mikey stared at the fifth turtle. Were they planning to just leave her behind? She was clearly injured and needed help. So he spoke up, “what about her?” He said as he eyed her from the back of the van, “we’re not just gonna leave her here right?”

Raph was sitting with Mikey in his lap. He was the first to respond, “Why wouldn’t we? Didn’t she hurt you?”

“No! No she just… scared me. But don’t you think it’s wrong to just leave her here? She needs help!”

“She’s infected Mike…” Raph softly reminded

“We don’t know that! I mean yeah, she looked like she was, but she didn’t act like it! And if she was would you really just leave her to roam New York?”

Donnie chimed in from the back of the van where he had propped Leo’s head up on his leg, “As much as I hate to admit it, Angelo has a point, Raph. We can’t just leave her here, it’s too dangerous for New York.”

“It’s too dangerous for us! What if she attacks us when she wakes up!?”

Donnie thought for a second before coming up with his response, “I could use my tech to create a sort of quarantine in the Med Bay. That way she couldn’t roam free in the city and we would be safe if she attacked.”

Raph looked down at her, focusing on her numerous scars and already purpling fresh bruises, “Fine. But you better make sure she can’t escape.”

With that they dragged her into the van as well. Donnie examined her injuries and began tending to any he could.

The car ride back to the Lair was hectic and filled with frantic questions from April and many explanations from the conscious turtles.

Arriving was all a blur. They had brought Leo into the Med Bay and Casey immediately started an IV to give him much needed fluids and pain killers. Donnie darted off to the lab immediately to create the quarantine. Splinter stayed with Leo the whole time. April sprinted off to help Donnie. Mikey and Raph stayed in the Med bay chairs and watched their face man, their brother in blue, Leo. They watched his unconscious body hooked up to so many wires and tubes. They also watched as Casey perfectly multi-tasked taking care of Leo and the stranger all while working around Splinter.

This wasn’t the end, there were much too many questions left hanging over every one of them. No, this was just a preview of the change they would have to endure.

Masterpost // Ref for Vita

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Boy oh boy this chapter was fun to write! I love writing insane characters >:3

I hope y’all enjoyed it!

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This is legit one of my FAVORITE (probably second to uncle Tello) Future Donnie stories EVER

SO GO READ IT PLEASE ITS AMAZING

I finally did it.

I made an A03 account. My username on there is still crowsandturtlesandbatsohmy, and right now the only thing I have posted is the first chapter of my future Donnie thing, but I’d like to eventually start posting my AUs on there as well! We’ll see how this goes :) If nothing else at least I have access to more fics now XD

Link is under the cut!

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Sisters a Dimension Apart: Bedtimes

[This was for a writing prompt FOREVER ago. I think the prompt was “De-aged” and was submitted by @jadetheblueartist? Not 100% sure lol. Anyway this is a really small short story based on Vita and Frida as kids (probably no older than 10 but idk the specific age)! I stumbled upon this when looking through my notes app so I hope y’all enjoy :D]

“Fi Fi! Fi Fi! How was your training with Dad?” Vita excitedly ran up to her sister, quickly bouncing to a stop so she didn’t collide. When she regained her balance she cocked her head to the side and continued with genuine curiosity, “Was it good?”

Frida was perched on a bench with her hands pressed hard against the wood as she tried to catch her breath. Her arms shook ever so slightly with each breath. She had always been easily worn out from Dad’s training, especially with the magic stuff he was trying to teach her to do. “I- it was fine,” she said between breaths, “how was yours?”

“Hmph,” Vita huffed with arms tightly crossed over her plastron, “why wasn’t it good?”

Frida finally caught her breath and slowed her breathing to a normal pace. She placed both her hands in her lap and her fingers idly began fidgeting with the bandages wrapped around them, “Y’know I don’t like Dad’s training… it just makes me tired, that’s it. But what about yours?”

“But Dad’s training is so funnnnnnn! I don’t get why you don’t like it.” Vita hopped up on the bench beside Frida and took a seat, “Mine was awesome! I learned how to make lil zappy things fly from my fingers! Oh, look look look!!!” Vita tightly shut her eyes and began wiggling her fingers in the air. After a minute or two, when Frida began to believe she was just making it up, a small spark flew from fingertip and popped into the air with a crackle. Vita opened her eyes and stared at Frida expectedly, “Did you see it? Was it awesome?”

“Cool,” Frida’s tone may have sounded uninterested, but that was far from the truth. She was actually fascinated by her sister’s trick, as would any child be when shown a magic trick. She leaned down and inspected Vita’s hands with a puzzled expression, “How did it happen?”

Vita’s expression soured to a pout, longing for a gasp or applause at her amazing feat, but she tried to answer her sister’s question nonetheless, “hm. Well I just focused really hard and poof! Magic!”

Frida nodded intently and stored those words in her mind for later.

“Girls, training is over. Go straight to bed; Hugin and Munin will accompany you.” Draxum shouted with a stern tone from the distance.

“Yes, sir,” Frida replied as she hopped off the bench.

Vita mouthed the words ‘but it’s so early!?‘ in confusion and disgust at Frida’s compliance. Aside from the mischievous smirk that spread across her face, Frida didn’t respond to her sister’s complaint.

Hugin and Munin accompanied Vita and Frida as they prepared for sleep. The two of them shared a bunkbed together, Vita happily perched on the top bunk with Frida content below. They both were tucked in by the gargoyles and shortly after they closed their eyes for the night. But once Hugin and Munin had left the room, Frida carefully climbed up the ladder to the upper bunk and whispered to her sister, “Pssst, Vee! Are you really about to sleep?”

“Um… yeah? Dad said to didn’t he? ” Vita whispered back, having already accepted the “early” bedtime.

That same mischievous grin from earlier crept onto her face, “Well technically he said to go to bed. We’re in bed aren’t we? He didn’t say we gotta sleep.”

“Ohhhhh, heheheh”

Vita and Frida stayed up much later than their bedtime that night. The whole night chatting about the most random things and laughing until it hurt. Continuously shushing each other after every fit of giggles in hope Draxum wouldn’t hear them. They talked and played until their eyes drooped and their heads bobbed down from the call of sleep. Eventually the two of them dosed off sprawled out on Vita’s bed with their arms and legs over each others.

~The End~

— MasterPost —

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Kiwi meets Waffles!

(Long post)

Kiwi had just finished patching up Milkshake when she saw another, smaller turtle, he looked panicked. “Maybe another mutant? But most likely a Yokai,” She thought to herself. She decided to check out what was going on. She spoke softly as to not disturb him further, “hey, are you alright?” At hearing her voice the soft shelled turtle froze. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. Are you okay? You seemed a little freaked out.”

The soft shell spoke quietly, “Uh… I’m looking for my sister.”

“Oh, well maybe I can help! My names Kiwi, im a nurse here in the Nexus. Can you tell me what she looks like?”

“…I’m Waffles, and my sister is another turtle, really tall… she fights in the Battle Nexus…”

“Oh! Are you Milkshake’s brother? I wasn’t aware she had a brother.”

“Do you now where she is?”

“Yeah but i just finished patching her up but she’s hurt pretty bad… she’ll probably be in the med bay a couple of days.”

“Wh- what? Is she gonna be okay?”

“I’m sure she’ll be okay. No need to worry,” Kiwi reassured with a small smile. Waffles still seemed very panicked, he clearly wanted to be with his sister. And she understands what he’s feeling. If she got separated from her little sister, knowing she was hurt but unable to help, she would be panicking too. That’s the whole reason she became a nurse in the first place. What could she do for Waffles? “Think Kiwi, Think! … oh!”

She looked at Waffles a moment before speaking up, “Are you feeling well? You look sick.”

“What? I uh I feel fine?”

“Hm, you look sick. Can I take your temperature?”

“Uh, I- I guess?”

Kiwi pulled out a thermometer from her medical bag and put it up to his head. She quickly covered the green light showing that he was fine and said with faked concern, “Oh my! You have a fever! And a bad one too. It’s a miracle your still standing. We should get you in the med bay, quick.”

Waffles stared at her in complete confusion.

“But, the thermometer showed a green light. That means I’m okay.”

“It must be worse then a I thought if it’s effecting your eyesight too.”

“No that was a green light. My eyesight is fine.” Kiwi gave him a wink trying to get him to understand the facade. Waffles stared blankly a few more seconds before understanding dawned on him.

“I, uh, I think you’re right. I have been feeling really tired lately.”

“Great! Uh sorry, I mean we should get you to the med bay stat.”

The Battle Nexus was a busy place no matter what part you were in. People were hearing what was going on, though most ignored it, she could feel eyes on them. She grabbed Waffles by the hand and started quickly going to med bay. Once they arrived, a guard blocked them from entering. Kiwi showed her medical card but the guard didn’t move. “Who is this?” The guard gestured towards Waffles, who was avoiding eye contact.

“He is sick, he has a very high fever and I needs to examine his condition further.” The guard looked Waffles again, “Seems fine to me.”

“Excuse me? Are you the one with a medical certificate here? Hm?.” Right when she finished talking Waffles let out a couple fake coughs and the guard wordlessly stepped out of the way. She walked past and set Waffles into a bed close-ish to Milkshake’s. She whispered to Waffles, “Okay Waffles, if any other doctor tries to check on you tell them that you’re Kiwi’s patient and she said not to let anyone else check on you. And uh, if they ask why, just say you the Turtle flu. Okay?”

“Um yeah, okay. And… thank you.”

She smiled at him and told him she had to leave but that she’d be back soon.

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Milkshake belongs to both @sleepis4theweak & @mikebeanz

Waffles belongs to @sleepis4theweak

Kiwi’s MasterPost

Sorry if anything is out of place or incorrect I can change it!

[banana-pancake5]

“You got Served” TOF au

Episode 19 of rottmnt in my AU! (This would take place after the main story of TOF)

[Warnings in the Tags]

Graham, Mikey, and Leo were all discussing Jupiter Jim theories when Graham’s phone started ringing. “Hang on guys, I gotta take this.”

“Aw okay,” Mikey answered while Leo was still explaining his complicated theories. Graham answered the phone as he walked out of the kitchen

“What’s up Boss?”

Hueso responded in a whisper from the other line “I need you here as soon as possible!”

“Wait what? It’s my day off why do I have to work today?”

“Please it is an emergency!”

“Ugh fine.” Graham hung up and made his way back to the kitchen. Mikey and Leo’s conversation came to a stop, and Mikey asked, “So, who called you?”

Graham responded, “It was Hueso, he needs me to come into work.”

Leo asked, “But it’s your day off! You said no right?”

With a sigh Graham said, “He said it was an emergency. It’s probably not a big deal but I still gotta go.”

“Could we come with you?” Mikey excitedly asked.

“Uh sure, I don’t know why you would want to though.”

Leo jumped up “To get pizza duh!”

With the help of Leo’s portals they got there in just a few seconds but Hueso was still nervously waiting there. Hueso looked shocked for a second at the sight of Leo and Mikey but was grateful for the extra help.

“So what’s going on Boneman,” Leo asked.

“Hurry I’ll explain inside.”

All three of them exchanged slightly worried looks as they followed Hueso through the portal. As they entered the kitchen they were welcomed by the smell of freshly baked pizza. Mikey looked around in awe at the fabulous kitchen as Leo looked for any bits of pizza he could snatch. But it was all off to Graham, the kitchen was completely empty.

Is this why Hueso was so nervous? Did the employees just like not show up?

“So uh Hueso why did you call again?

“I booked the Makers of Brutality and Masters of Barbarianism for the same night!”

The latter sounded familiar to Graham but he couldn’t remember why. After a moment of confusion Mikey asked, “uhh is that bad?”

“They are mortal enemies! They will not hesitate to bash each other and my whole place!”

Graham was already grabbing his uniform assuming it was going to be a long night. Leo threw an arm around Hueso as he said, “Ah so you called the toughest bouncers you know to boot ‘em outta here!”

Hueso pulled away from Leo’s arm and explained that they are here to be waiters and chefs and most importantly to not let the rival gangs fight. Graham waited at the door for Mikey and Leo to get into their uniforms

“You guys ready?” Graham asked as the others came out. They both gave a confident nod as all three of them swung open the doors.

Graham saw the the gang of snake Yokai angrily waiting at their table… The Masters of Barbarianism. The gang responsible for his arm, or lack-there-of…

Graham’s heart started racing, breath quickening, he gripped his prosthetic in an attempt to stop the phantom pain. He heard Leo and Mikey ask if he was okay but he couldn’t respond. he tried to say something but he was too scared, frozen in fear, he could feel tears about to fall. He quickly bolted into the kitchen and out the portal, collapsing in the alley. He gripped his prosthetic harder desperately trying to stop the phantom pains. He felt tears falling. Mikey and Leo were suddenly beside him. He’s sure they’re saying something but he can’t focus on what they’re saying.

Probably saying I’m a coward. I need to leave. Go somewhere safe.

Grahams voice was quiet as he spoke between breaths “l.. I need to leave” He wiped the tears from his face and started to quickly leave but someone put a hand on his shoulder and he heard “Graham Wait!! Where are you going!? Are you okay!?!”

He didn’t turn around, just pushed past their grip trying to hide his face and said “I’m going to the lair I’ll be fine!”

He quickly left, trying to focus on breathing as he ran through the city. His arm was still throbbing. It was late, the city was rather loud, but his thoughts were louder.

Why does this stupid arm hurt so bad!? Its gone!! It’s been gone since I was ten! I was crying! Stop. Breathe. They saw me crying! I’m 16 and I’ve been through too much to cry over some stupid pain THATS ONLY IN MY HEAD!!! Stop thinking. They probably think I’m a coward! Stop please stop. That I’m weak! What is wrong with me!? STOP!

He was right outside the entrance to the lair. Pull it together. I am fine. He hesitated a few more minutes then walked in the lair and saw Raph and Donnie talking to each other in the living area. Graham tried to quietly walk by but they both noticed. Raph looked at him worryingly and asked “Hey Graham, Uh Leo and Mikey told us something happened at Hueso’s?”

Graham looked at the ground and held his arm “Heh uh yea, no I feel fine I’m just pretty tired. I was just headin’ to bed.”

“You sure you’re good Graham?”

“Yep, all good here!”

“Well, we’re here if you need anything.”

“Yeah, what Raph said,” Donnie said as he typed something into his phone.

Graham went to his box car grabbing his phone out of his pocket, ignoring the notifications, and started listening to music to calm down. He heard people knocking on his door a couple times but decided to just not answer. Hopefully they’d think he’s asleep. After listening to music for awhile, he felt a bit better and the pain dulled down so he went back to his notifications.

[Missed call] 9:23 pm

Leo: Hye you ok??

[Missed call]

Leo: Whyd u leave?

[2 Missed Calls]

Leo: what’s going on?

Leo: Mikey is really worried are you good?

Leo: Ill stop texting u now just tell us when your back

10:27 pm

Leo: okay Don told me your at the lair glad you made it back ok

11:30 pm

Leo: Hey! This is Mikey my phones dead but we brought pizza if you want some! (Leo’s busy so I stole his phone >:])

Hey sorry for leaving you guys. im fime now :) is there any Pizza left or nah?

Fi,e*

Fibe*

FIJE*

FINE*

Leo: You sure your fine lol

Don’t act like you have better spelling then me

Leo: Anywayyy theres pizza int he fridge

The*

I’ll be there in a sec lol

Leo: >:(

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First official short story of TOF I hope y’all like it :D

If you have any thoughts, questions, or find any grammatical errors send me an ask ^-^

Ty for reading this!! I have another short story for Graham planned too!

(Orange text is Graham btw)

[banana-pancake5]

Okay woah. Emotions. So many of them. Crow why are you such a good writer???????

I oddly feel like this might get long so I’ll put it under the cut

I NEED to know more about this if you’re willing to tell me literally anything! I- I’m literally just at a loss for words. I love this so so much and am currently filled to the brim with curiosity. And like a massive hit of inspiration. Now I wanna make an iteration?????? Idk if I’m going to but like this makes me want to!

I absolutely LOVE Donnie being on the guitar in the beginning and Mikey’s little speech was so impactful. I could feel the responsibility weighing in Donnie’s shoulders and I feel so bad for him. He seems so kind and loving and I’m slightly obsessed with his flight reaction to raised voices because it’s just so interesting. I so wanna hear his argument with splinter b adiubcdsiundsciubdsciubsdciusdc

(this is all probably very wrong I’m just theorizing here) :

Donnie is the team medic and feels as if he is fully responsible for his brothers.

Splinter may be a bit paranoid. perhaps one of them was injured in the past?

Mikey, Leo, and Raph are all allowed outside but Donnie, the oldest, isn’t… Donnie has a soft shell so maybe that is the reason?

Mikey seems to want Donnie to revert back to a time when he had less responsibilities or just act more like a kid that I assume he is

Donnie has superb music taste, probably shown to him by April

I feel like Donnie has lots of hoodies that he wears on a daily basis because of his love of warmth

Mikey is the therapist of the family

(So uh yeah just random thoughts I was getting while reading it ^)

CROW YOUR WRITING IS PHENOMENAL YOU HEAR ME!?!?! ITS SO GOOD!!!! YOU CONVEY EMOTION SO WELL ESPECIALLY THROUGH CHARACTERS MOVEMENTS AND SPEACH!

Destinies’ Keeper Snippet

Okay so I said a few days ago that I’d post this, and here it is! Quick rundown: Destinies’ Keeper is my own personal TMNT iteration. Donnie is the oldest, followed by Leo and Raph (twins), and then Mikey is the youngest.

Warnings: Yelling, implied parentification, Donnie has a flight response to raised voices.

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“Donnie?”

Donnie looked up from half-heartedly plucking out the melody to Here Comes the Sun on his guitar, left unplugged so as not to disturb anyone. His gaze landed on Mikey, silhouetted in the doorway. When the curtain swept behind him and Donnie could see him clearly, he noticed how much smaller than usual Mikey looked.

His youngest brother had hunched in on himself, his hands held up by his chest as he fidgeted with his fingers. His head had been ducked from the moment Donnie had looked up, and when baby blue eyes flicked up to meet Donnie’s brown they lasted only a second before looking down again.

Donnie shifted his guitar off his lap and set it next to him on his bed. “Hey, ‘Angelo,” he began, tone gentle and encouraging, “what’s up?”

Mikey glanced up yet again, then back down at the cement floor. “Can we talk?” He asked quietly.

Donnie shifted to make room and patted the spot beside him on the bed.

Mikey shuffled his way over and sat down, fingers closing around the edge of the mattress, still not meeting Donnie’s gaze. After a long moment of silence, he spoke. “I’m sorry,” he said, just as quiet as before. His lower lip trembled and wetness shone in his eyes. “I didn’t mean to get you in trouble. I promise! I’m really, really sorry.” His youngest brother looked as though he expected Donnie to yell, to scold him, to tell him to get out and not come back. “Please don’t hate me.” His voice had dropped to a whisper.

Donnie’s heart panged. Losing his temper with Splinter had ruined everything he’d worked so hard for, hadn’t it?

He set a gentle hand on Mikey’s shell. “Hey, look at me?”

Mikey met Donnie’s gaze, still seeming afraid of what he’d find there.

Donnie thumbed away a tear that had spilled over. “I could never hate you, ‘Angelo. It wasn’t your fault. I shouldn’t have gone in the first place.”

Mikey’s eyes widened. “No! No, Dee, that’s not fair!”

“‘Angelo—“

“If Raph ‘n Leo and I can go out you should be allowed too!”

Donnie frowned and tried again. “Mikey—“

“And Dad shouldn’t have yelled at you and you shouldn’t have had to defend yourself and I shouldn’t have called attention to you being gone and—“

“Michelangelo.” Donnie’s long-since-perfected ‘listen-to-me’ big brother voice. Gentle, but firm.

Mikey’s mouth snapped shut.

Donnie sighed and offered a tired smile. “It’s different for me than it is for you and Raph and Leo. I’m the only one of us who has medical knowledge. I shouldn’t have gone wandering off like that. What if one of you got hurt and I wasn’t here to help?”

“But—“

Donnie held up a hand.

Mikey obediently quieted down.

He must really feel bad if he’s listening this well. “Dad was right. I acted irresponsibly, and arguing with him was wrong. You didn’t do anything wrong by asking where I went, and I’m not mad at you.”

Mikey frowned. “That’s not fair,” he repeated.

Donnie shrugged. “Maybe. But on the other hand, I have the coolest little brothers in the world. Why would I risk that just to go for a walk?”

Mikey’s frown deepened. “You weren’t risking us. Da was here and can do all the medical stuff you do.”

“Dad’s busy, Mikey,” Donnie deflected calmly. “He can’t do everything.”

“Neither can you,” Mikey countered.

This is going nowhere.

“Mikey, listen. It’s my job as the oldest to look out for you guys, and I forsook that job today just because I wanted to go for a walk. That’s not okay.”

“How come Leo gets to go for walks? It’s his job as the leader to look out for us too!”

“That’s different. Leo isn’t the oldest.”

“Nuh-uh! Da made Leo responsible for us when he made him leader!”

“In the field. Leo is responsible for you in the field. Here, I’m responsible for all of you.”

“No you aren’t!” Mikey snapped, voice rising to a shout.

Donnie flinched. Just a small one, barely noticeable. All in all he hid it very well.

At once, the anger in Mikey’s eyes faded. “Sorry, Dee,” he said quietly, reaching out to take Donnie’s hand in his. “I didn’t mean to yell.”

“It’s fine.”

Mikey frowned, his ‘we are so talking about this later’ frown, but didn’t argue.

Donnie privately hoped Mikey would forget before later came. His flight response to being yelled at was his to deal with and his alone.

“Dee.”

Donnie snapped back to the present.

Mikey squeezed his hand gently. His gaze was serious as he looked into Donnie’s eyes. More serious than it should ever be. Mikey shouldn’t need to be serious.

Just another thing Donnie had failed at today.

“I don’t know what book I have to get Raph to slam your head into in order for you to understand this, but I’m not afraid to start guessing. So maybe listen so I don’t have to do that, yeah?” Mikey’s lighthearted tone didn’t reach his expression.

Donnie inclined his head to indicate he was listening.

Mikey squeezed his hand again. “You aren’t Da.”

Donnie blinked. “Of course not.”

“No, Dee, listen to me.”

Mikey grabbed Donnie’s other hand. His stare seemed so intense Donnie wondered if Mikey half-hoped to intimidate him into accepting whatever he said next.

“You. Aren’t. Dad.”

“Mikey—“

“I’m not done.” Mikey’s tone was firm even as his voice remained a normal speaking volume.

Donnie closed his mouth. Interrupting was rude. He hated it when his siblings interrupted him.

“Dad is responsible for us when we’re in the lair. Not you. You aren’t Dad, you’re our big brother. And I hate to break it to you, but you’re never gonna be Dad. You’re Dee-Dee.” A pause. Mikey glanced away and his volume dropped as he let go of Donnie’s hands. “I don’t want another Da. I want my Dee-Dee back.”

A confusing mess of feelings slammed into Donnie, all tangled and indiscernible. He couldn’t put a name to any of them, wasn’t even sure he could describe them. The only thing he knew was that his littlest brother needed a hug.

“Mikey?” He said softly.

Mikey turned to look at him.

Donnie held his arms out.

Mikey wasted no time launching himself at Donnie, who just barely had time to brace himself.

“Oof,” he wheezed as Mikey slammed into him. His arms closed loosely around the box turtle, waiting for Mikey’s shifting to stop.

After a moment Mikey had situated himself partially in Donnie’s lap, head tucked under Donnie’s chin, snout buried into Donnie’s neck just above his plastron, arms looped around his shoulders.

Donnie couldn’t suppress an affectionate snort. “Comfortable?” He asked, raising an eyebrow even though Mikey couldn’t see.

“Mhm!” Already Mikey sounded better, even if his hummed response was muffled. 

Another amused huff, and Donnie tightened his arms around Mikey, holding him close. 

How long had it been since he’d last hugged Mikey like this? The most recent time coming to mind had been a month ago. Surely it couldn’t have been that long?

Mikey turned his head to press the side of it where his snout had been seconds prior, and his arms slipped underneath Donnie’s to wrap around the soft-shell’s middle. “Dee-Dee?”

“Yeah ‘Angelo?”

“Was your walk good?”

Donnie fell silent. He knew what Mikey meant. Had he enjoyed his walk? Was it good for him? Did he wish he could do it again?

The answer was yes. It should be no. Did he lie and say no so Mikey would drop the subject? Or did he tell the truth and face Mikey’s badgering about taking time to go for a walk more often?

Mikey poked him in the side. “You’re doing the spinning-wheel-of-death thing.”

Donnie sighed. Held Mikey a little tighter. “Yeah,” he answered at last. “It was good. I went to see April.”

“What’d you do?”

“I helped her with homework for an hour. She had early dinner because she has a volleyball game tonight, so I couldn’t stay any longer.”

“But you were out for two hours and April’s house is only fifteen minutes away. What’d you do the other thirty minutes?”

Another pause. “I watched the sunset. I hadn’t seen one in so long… and the roof was warm. I like being warm.”

“That sounds nice.”

“Yeah.” Donnie chuckled half-heartedly. “It was.”

Mikey squeezed Donnie a little tighter. When he spoke again his voice was quieter. “Can I come with you next time?”

Donnie didn’t bother reminding Mikey there wouldn’t be a next time. “I’d like that.”

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Meet the artist!

Hi, my name, here on tumblr, is Moo or M3B! If you would like to know more about myself than hop on under the cut; I’ve stored a couple of facts down there :D

I am a Christian writer and artist, and I’m attempting animation as well! I have lots of shows that I’m very into, but the main ones are TMNT, Snow White with the Red Hair, Project 863, and Gravity Falls (other shows/movies include Haikyu!!, ATLA, Moonknight, Marvel, Studio Ghibli, Steven Universe, over the garden wall, and many more).

The reason my Sona is wearing a Zebra onesie is because the Zebra is the official symbol for Rare Diseases. I have Mitochondrial Disease (I refer to it as Mito), which has effected my life in many ways, though now I’m practically fine which is a wonderful blessing from God, I absolutely love talking about it and will gladly share some of my experiences with anyone who wants to hear! The safety pins on the Onesie are also there because of my experience with Mito, though it’s kind of a long story so I won’t write it all out here. ^-^

I love reading people’s rambles, so if you ever would like to talk about a show, movie, or literally anything, regardless if I’ve heard of it, I’d love to hear in an ask! My asks are also open if you just wanna stop by and say Hi :D

Some fun facts:

- I have three cats, Loki, Sylvie, and Suki <3

- I am 5’ exactly >:D

- my favorite bands are Madilyn Mei and Twenty One Pilots

- besides drawing and writing I also love to cook, bake, and crochet

- I am an ENTP

- I love learning about Psychology :D

- I use all caps and emoticons quite often

- I’m always open to drawing and writing requests, HOWEVER! there’s no promises that I’ll be able to finish it in a decent time frame or at all

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I would also like to mention some awesome people I’ve met on this website that you should definitely give a follow:

@bowandbrush @ferniforest @exhaustedwriterartist @jadetheblueartist @peoplepersonoaktree @crowsandturtlesandbatsohmy @cookiedoesart64 @allyheart707 (along with all my other mutuals that I don’t have time to tag!!)