#cowabunga pizza time!

[unholy-cvlt]

UNHOLY PIZZA CULT

Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden maybe get so boring that eating the apple was justified?

[shinigami-striker]

National Pi Day | Tuesday, 03.14.2023

From Konami on Twitter: "Power up on Pi Day! What toppings do you like on your pizza Pi-e?" 🍕 🍕 🍕 🍕

[heavenboy09]

1 YEAR AGO TODAY, ON AUGUST 2ND, 2023

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THE RETURN OF THE 4 GREATEST SUPERHEROES IN COMICBOOK HISTORY OF ALL TIMES

THE DAY HAS COME

FOR EVERYONE'S FAVORITE EVERLOVING NINJAS OF NYC 🗽

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THE HEROES IN A HALF SHELL 🐚 ARE BACK, DUDES

& BACK ON THE BIG SCREEN IN ANIMATED FORMAT ONCE AGAIN

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COWABUNGA DUDES

#TeenageMutantNinjaTurtles #MutantMayhem #HeroesInTheHalfShell #TurtlePower #TMNT

[craftypeaceturtle]

Something stupid...

I recently rewatched tmnt 2012 and thought... wow, there's loads of fully rendered and designed shops in the background. Has anyone ever listed them all for reference?

I didn't even check the fandom wikia so maybe someone has. But hey ho. I've done it now.

So here's all the shops and comics shown in the TMNT 2012 series, for your reference fellow writers and other insane people.

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Comic books seen throughout the series:

'From the Sewer' (S1 E1, 08:09)

'Martial Pain' (S1 E4, 09:00)

'Famous Creatures of […] Town' (S1 E7, 22:49) **couldn't make out one of the words, sorry!

'Corps Cadares: The Dead Will Save the Earth' (S1 E11, 04:08)

'The Timely Times' (S1 E20, 09:43)

'Diabolical Dead' (S1 E20, 09:43)

'Barbarian' (S1 E20, 09:43)

'Space Heroes' (S1 E23, 10:08) -- Leo collects.

'Tales from the Cosmos' (S2 E2, 00:46)

'Dude' (S2 E4, 10:04)

'Modern Ninja Magazine' (S2 E7, 00:50) --Raph collects.

'Shock Techno' (S2 E10, 00:19)

'Weekly Weird News' (S2 E14, 28:17)

'Green with Envy' (S2 E16, 10:17)

'Split' (S3 E5, 05:45)

'Wingnut' (S4 E19, 00:12)

'Arachnid Man' (S4 E19, 00:27)

'Superb Man' (verbal, not physically shown- S4 E19, 00:29)

'Fantastic Four Food Groups' (S4 E19, 00:31) --heavily associated with Raph.

'Dracula's Castle' (S5 E17, 07:19) -- heavily associated with Mikey.

'Vampire Hunter' (S5 E17, 07:18) --heavily associated with Mikey.

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Shops seen throughout the series: Book Store (S1 E1, 10:28)

Second Time About (S1 E1, 13:21) -- April stayed with her Aunt above this shop.

Vlad's Repo Depot (S1 E1, 19:31)

Kingfisher Antique/Rare Buy.Sell Jewelry (S1 E1, 21:30)

Fortune Cookie (S1 E3, 14:32) --Purple Dragon base

Rock Bottom Boxing Club (S1 E4, 10:27)

Old Chinatown Tattoo Company (S1 E4, 10:27)

Downtown Athletic Club (S1 E4, 16:08)

Futua-noid Electronics (S1 E5, 17:38)

Pet Supplies (S1 E5, 17:38) -- right next to an alleyway, so I would guess that this the pet store the turtles were bought from.

Mad Wax Records (S1 E5, 17:46)

Everything Store (S1 E5, 17:47)

Dim Sum Then Sum (S1 E7, 12:24)

Laundromat (S1 E7, 13:03)

The Olympia Diner (S1 E8, 02:35)

Tidal Wave Fresh Fish (S1 E8 09:24)

Balzac Chateau du Beuf (S1 E9, 00:32)

Pocket full of Rosies (S1 E9, 00:43)

Wolf Hotel (S1 E9, 13:48) --first met Shredder.

Chinese Herbs and Health (S1 E10, 15:28)

Antonio's Pizza-Rama (S1 E13, 04:53)

Produce City (S1 E16)

(Closed down) Maramba … Shop (S1 E14, 00:35)

Chilly Chillkins Refrigeration company (S1 E14, 21:03)

Roosevelt High School (S1 E15, 09:05)

Comics (S1 E15, 09:05)

Worldwide Genome Project (WGP) (S1 E15, 15:13) --used as Kraang base.

Sweet Dreams Ice Cream (S1 E17 00:27)

Madam Alahazam Fortune Teller (S1 E17 00:27)

Wam-Bam-Pow Comics (S1 E17 00:25)

D.W Yatt Apothecary Est.1875 (S1 E16)

Magic Middleton's Tricks and Costumes (S1 E21, 13:09)

Ziga's Transmission Allignment Collision Tune-Up Autobody (S1 E24, 11:46) --used as Kraang base.

Argosy Theatre (S2 E1, 01:19)

Newstand (S2 E4, 10:04)

Midtown Ice Rink (S2 E6, 06:29)

Barber Shop (S2 E8, 00:11)

Lox Schmear & Java (S2 E19, 17:21)

Bernie's General (S3 E5, 04:44)

Comet Cleaners (S3 E11, 03:29)

Play Pier (S3 E11, 09:03)

Auman Chemicals (S3 E14, 14:53)

Channel 6 (S4 E10, 07:40)

AMAS: Allied Martial Arts Supply (S4 E15, 13:24) -- Used to hold Shredder/Foot Clan's weapons.

Cowabunga Skates (S4 E17, 05:20)

Run Jump Kick (S4 E17, 05:20)

Dell Abate Ristorante (S4 E18, 06:25) -- Don Vizioso's restaurant.

Felipe's (S4 E18, 16:27)

Hicnight Hotel (S4 E18, 17:16) --Don Vizioso's base.

Mini Mart (S5 E3, 16:19)

Friendly Jack's Loans (S5 E3, 17:43)

Wan Dingo's House of Curiosities and Oddities (S5 E5, 13:28)

Shanghai Sternn's Stir Fry (S5 E10, 12:04)

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Notes:

The episode timestamps might not be totally accurate since I was watching this on a... ahem... legal website.

The timestamps are from when you could clearly and obviously see the shop signs. Like, Ziga's is visible from like episode one but couldn't be clearly read.

Some of the comics were just in shop windows and not really associated with a character so be careful. That is not a list of every comic the turtles have read. Like the Timely Times has only been in the background, not read by a particular turtle.

There were LOADS of shops where the shop name was in Chinese (or Japanese, I don't know) and so I couldn't list. Most of the shops by the Chinatown arch weren't in english. That's why even Murakami's shop isn't listed here. Because the actual shop name wasn't in english.

Thanks for reading through this. Hopefully this was useful for... anyone out there.

[yellowhollyhock]

tmnt memory mashup part 3

premise: instead of being different dimensions, the various iterations of tmnt reflect the different ways certain characters remember things. part 1 was rise donnie 03 leo 87 mikey mirage raph. part 2 was 07 leo 12 mikey rise raph 03 donnie.

part 3: 12 Leo, 90s movies Donnie, 87 Raph, 03 Mikey, rise Splinter, 07 April

Casey, as always, has embraced the chaos of everyone telling him such different stories about what's what and literally making stuff up. Absolutely everything is on the table for him to reference

Leo: Raph's got... a bit of a temper

Casey: No way, he's a total teddy bear

Donnie: No it's true, sometimes it's best to just give him his space.

Leo: Mikey really pushes his buttons.

Donnie: Huh? You push his buttons.

Leo: What?!

Meanwhile in the other room coloring

Raphael: Sounds like Donnie and Leo are arguing again.

Mikey: That's so weird, they never argue.

Raphael: Is that wishful thinking or pizza-colored glasses?

Mikey: Ooh, what kind of pizza?

Raphael: Pepperoni and maple syrup

Mikey: With anchovies?

Raphael: If you must

Mikey: What were we talking about?

Raphael: No idea

Leo: I'm gonna be really vulnerable with you guys--I'm totally embarrassed about the whole thing with Karai. I ended up being kind of right but also kind of very wrong and I should've listened to you guys sooner instead of going off on my own.

Mikey: It's okay, I mean it worked out. I'm just glad you didn't join Shredder, lol

Raphael: Don't tell me, is this another one of those body-swapping things?

Donnie: Who's Karai? Wait, body-swapping?

April: What was that about joining Shredder?

Karai: I hate all of you. Pass the salt.

April: You guys were so lost without Leo. As someone who cares about you, it was hard to watch. I tried to talk him into coming back.

Leo: I mean, I was in a coma.

Mikey: It was a little rough, but I think we were fine. We knew he needed the time. Although, Karai did almost kill us.

Raphael: I, for one, never want Donatello to be in charge again.

Donnie: I was in charge?

Casey: Oh yeah, you were a total stickler about Splinter's diet.

Donnie: Whoa... hey that's kind of funny, I remember Raph being in a coma, but I never even noticed Leo was gone! haha

Leo: ... Hey Karai are you up for killing them this week?

Karai: I've been waiting for you to ask

Raphael: I wish the writers would come up with better jokes

Leo: *blink blink*

Raphael: I mean, the things you have to say to an audience--must be stressful being the leader.

Leo: *head tilt*

Raphael: Your. Lines. Are. Corny. And speaking of corny, do you maybe need your ears checked?

Leo: *shrug, head scratch*

Donnie from the other room: Bossa nova!

Mikey: I think you mean cowabunga!

Raphael: Well I guess it could be worse.

Leo: Oh, you mean the Space Heroes writers?

Raphael: *blink blink*

Mikey: You guys were always so reckless.

Raphael: It's true.

Mikey: The amount of times I had to explain to you that monsters are dangerous--

Raphael: A ridiculous number of times.

Mikey: And we should go away from and not toward them--

Raphael: Running away is always a viable solution.

Donnie: Well I'm sorry that I don't want to stay in the sixteenth century! It wasn't all about coming back to fight bad guys, you know. There were bad guys there too, you guys just have terrible memories.

Mikey: That is true because I do not remember that. I do remember the dinosaurs, though, Donnie

Leo: Hey, everyone chill out. If we hadn't time traveled, we wouldn't exist.

Raphael and Mikey:

Casey: It's true, you had to circle back, find the key and stop the Krang so they wouldn't terraform the earth. Donnie almost died when he had to double cross Shredder and got his shell ripped off.

Everyone:

Karai: You guys never invite me to the cool stuff. I'm disowning all of you.

[fandomnerd9602]

male reader x kate bishop

After Kate's apartment burns down, they don't know where to spend the night, however, the reader decides to take them to her home, and finally, her girlfriend can meet her adoptive family, which are the ninja turtles.

Kate: you know when I said I needed a place to stay. I didn’t think you’d still be living with your brothers

Mikey: cowabunga!!!

Donny: parastroika!!!

Y/N: I can still get us a hotel room

Raph: ooo scandalous

Leo: shut it! Pizza time everyone!!

The turtles all dive into the pizza as Kate and Y/N quietly sneak out…

[thecrownbaltimore]

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Wednesday 6/26: Belushi Speedball / Joe Buck Yourself / Cowabunga Pizza Time / Infinite Pizza | 7pm | $12 adv ~ $15 atd

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Actor Observer / Heirloom / A Paramount, A Love Supreme / Dared2Live / Harsh Mentality | 7pm | $12 adv ~ $15 dos | All Ages

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The Laughing Chimes / Lightheaded / Sub Rosa | 7pm | $10 adv ~ $12 atd | All ages

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DIAMONDS TO DUST / For Fear Itself / Fall of the Albatross / Problem Solver / The Edge of Desolation | 7pm | $12 adv ~ $15 dos | All Ages

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[tickly-stuff]

ALSO ALSO IN THE MINI EPISODE WHERE OUR TURTLES WERE LIL BABYS AND LEO WAS THE VILLIAN I think that when the villian gets caught they tickle the shit outta him (esp leo bc yk how he is he wouldnt give up so quickly LOL)

YES YES YES YES YES YES. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS. YES.

Hero’s and Villains

turtle tots!!💞

Summary: Leo get caught as the villain during training but doesn’t wanna face the consequences

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Today was a calm and quiet day in the lair. Well, it would’ve been if the boys weren’t busy training. It was a game called “Hero and Villain”. And they loved it. It wasn’t necessarily training. It was just in good fun.

The objective of the game is for one of the four turtles to be a villain, and the other three to be the heroes. If the villain gets caught, they get tickled until they say the code word “cowabunga”. And Mikey was the villain for this round.

Mikey was currently winning, running away from the three constrasting turtles with all his might. He was carrying “artifacts” which we’re actually just random items from Splinter’s room.

“Mwahahaha!! You’ll never catch me fiendish villains!! Wait. I’m the villain. So would it be fiendish heroes? Whatever!!” Mikey stated with mirth in every word.

“You can’t run forever Mikey!!” Leo yelled. It was more of a Tom and Jerry kind of situation. Mikey had the upper hand due to his size. He was small, which allowed him to fit through certain spots. And he was energetic enough to tire the others out for a little bit to buy himself some time.

Meanwhile while his brothers were catching their breath, Mikey had hid in a nearby closet.

“Phew! Alright! I think I’m safe. I have all of my precious artifrcats. They’ll never find me here! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!” Mikey attempted an evil laugh, trying to stay in character. He was never really fit to be a villain but he was nominated for the game and those were the rules. Whoever is nominated or outvoted has to play that position. And he really tried his best.

Unfortunately, he had laughed a bit too loud. So loud that his hiding spot was no longer hidden. Suddenly two big hands wrapped him and scribbled themselves all over his sides.

“Gotcha Mikey!!” Raph exclaimed. Continuing his tickle attack.

“GAH! Aahat least give mehe a waharning first!” Mikey said between giggles.

“No chance little bro! You can’t just tell the villain ‘I’m gonna tickle you now’! ” A different voice said behind him. Tickling the back of his neck.

“LEHEHO!!! Cuhut it ouhut!” Mikey said with full blown laughter. His knees had gave out and he was now in a ball on the floor.

“Nuh uh! You have to say the code word if you want us to stop! And for your information, it’s ‘artifacts.’ ” Donnie said, squeezing Mikey’s knees.

Michelangelo. Totally. Lost it.

“COHOHOWABUHUHUNGA!!! COHOHOHOWABUHUHUNA!!!!!!”

The three brothers immediately stopped their tickle attack and went to aid their brother.

“You good Mikey?” Raph asked sympathetically. The four of them made sure that they never went too far. With anything. And if they did, they would do whatever it takes to make it up to one another. That was their agreement. Their bond.

“Yeheheah ihihm fine. Thahat was fun.” Mikey stated. The phantom sensations causing him to giggle to himself a bit. A wide grin plastered on his face.

A few minutes had passed. They decided to rest for a bit to give themselves a break. But all they had to do was look at each other, and they all stood up.

“So who should be the villain this round?” Mikey asked.

I personally vote Leo! I’m sure he would fit the job! He’s agile, swift. You can do it! Right Leo?” Donnie stated. The spiny soft shell turtle’s words leaked of amusement. He knew Leo wouldn’t last. He just wanted to get him back for eating the last slice of pizza last week.

“What!? No way!! I am NOT. read my lips. NOT being the villain.” Leo said nervously with a shake to his head.

“Aww is the wittle baby leo scared of his brwothers? scared of being tickled?” Donnie said with wiggling fingers.

“Stop it D! I’m not scared! And I’m not a baby! And stop wiggling your fingers like that!” Leo said with a slight blush to his cheeks. “Fine. I’ll do it.”

They always gave the villain a 10 second head start to get themselves situated.

Whereas the other three we’re strategizing on how to capture him, Leo was contemplating. He knew Donnie was out for revenge and he knew that he would find him in no time. He would make it his mission. Any minute now he would burst through that door with Raph and Mikey screaming- “LEONARDO!”

“AAAAHH!!!” Leo screamed and ran as fast as he could. It’s not like he minds being tickled. But being tickled by Donatello? Could. Not. Stand it. He would always tease you about how much he was right.

Donnie was right on his tail. He wasn’t as fast as Leo but he sure wasn’t slow. Mikey and Raph followed behind.

Leo took a sharp corner to quickly hide behind a wall. This was no longer Hero’s and Villains, oh no. This was sibling war. One has the upper hand due to smarts and the number of people. But the other has speed and agility.

Due to Donnie’s lack of speed he hadn’t seen where Leo had went. So he started searching. He had made hand signals that told Mikey and Raph to split up.

They had understood and the hunt was on.

They looked everywhere. Donnie’s room, Raph’s room, Mikey’s room, Splinter’s room even Leo’s own room! Still no sign of him.

Until Donnie had looked around and found two. turtle. feet.

Leo wasn’t paying attention at all. So it was Donnie’s turn to strike.

He slowly crept up to Leo. Trying no to make any noise. When he finally got up to him, he reached for his foot and took it swiftly with a “HA!” and began tickling it.

“WOAH!! DOHOHONNIEE KNOCK IHIT OHOFF!!” Okay. Leo lost. He tried every trick up his sleeve and Donnie STILL caught him!! well. He had a good run.

“Never!! You were caught!! Some villain you are. RAPH! MIKEY! I FOUND HIM!!” Donnie stated.

Raph and Mikey immediately came and started tickling him everywhere. His neck, hips, torso, underarms and sides.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA WAIT GUHUYS!!!!!” Leo was completely losing it. Raph pinned Leo by his hands with his knees so he wouldn’t and couldn’t move. So he just endured the tickling. Besides, it felt nice to laugh like this.

“Well Nardo, do you admit defeat or would you like this to continue?” Donnie said in an evil voice.

“COHOHOHOWABUHUHNGA!!!!” Leo yelled out. And the tickling immediately stopped.

“Glad you finally came to your senses brother.” Donnie said to Leo with a noogie.

“Yeah yeah whatever. I NOMINATE DONNIE TO BE VILLAIN THIS ROUND!” Leo said with a prod to Donnie’s side that made him yelp.

Leo had a wide grin on his face. “This is gonna be fun.”

PERSONAL OPINION THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST FICS IVE EVER MADE.

[funnyfooddatabase]

TMNT Mutant Mayhem Cereal

Food

Type of Funny Food: Tie-In Product

Introduced: June 2023

Location: Supermarkets

To promote the latest film based on the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles franchise, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem, General Mills released a tie-in cereal.

The cereal was made with “cowabunga cinnamon apple”-flavored sweetened corn pieces, and included green marshmallows shaped like the turtle’s heads, complete with four different mask colors to represent Michaelangelo, Donatello, Raphael, and Leonardo.

Given the decades-spanning legacy of the pizza-loving turtles, this was not their first foray into the cereal aisle- or the Funny Food realm! We'll cover them all in time, of course.

[sayuricorner]

ROTTMNT x Monkie Kid crossover prompt idea: Teenage Mutant Ninja Monkey - EXTRA 2 - Snippets dialogues

Warning: English is not my first language so sorry if it’s confusing.

Here’s a bunch of snippets for my  ROTTMNT x Monkie Kid  prompt! ^^

The first one is a rewrite of a dialogue from the first ROTTMNT episode while others are 100% made by your truly! ^^

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From the episode “Mystic Mayhem”

Raphael: "We just defeated a boss villain! We're heroes! We deserve a name like "Mad Dogs"!"

(The turtles, Sandro, April, and Mayhem look to the side in dramatic poses as the name "Mad Dogs" flashes across the screen and a dramatic music sting plays.)

Leonardo: "Mad Dogs? You don't think something like "Ninja Mutant Turtle Teens" or - I don't know. Maybe -”

Sandro: “Hum-hum!”(Sandro interrupt Leo with a fake cough and stared at his brother with a deadpan expression while his tail is pointing at April and Mayhem.)

Leonardo: “Riiiiigggghhhhttt... We'll keep brainstorming."

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Distraction:

Raphael: “Okay guys! We had to infiltrate this building without getting caugh! All we need is a distraction!”

Sandro: “Oh! Me! Me!Me!Me!Me! Pick me Raph please! Please!Pleeaaasssseeee!”

Raphael: “Okay! Okay! But please try to be subtle Sandie! We can’t create too much of a commotion!”

(Spongebob voice off)

*A few minutes later*

(Poeple are screaming in confusion as they fall through shadow holes and are thrown out of the building, from inside the vents the Mad dogs are looking at the scene with wide eyes.)

Raphael(whisper loudly at Sandro): “You call that ‘subtle”?!”

Sandro: “Well, the panic “subtly” keep those people from noticing us!”

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Debate:

Leonardo: “Come on Sandie, you know I’m right!”

Sandro: “Uh, na-ha! Absolutly not!”

Leonardo: “Yes, you do!”

Sandro: “There’s no way that hawaiian pizza is the best pizza existing!”

Leonardo: “How?! You love pinapples! You love pizzas! I’ts the best of both worlds how can’t you like it?”

Sandro: “Just because I like both doesn’t mean I like them mixed together! I mean pinapple with margarita sauce and cheese? blerg!”

Donatello: “Sorry to interrupt this "interresting discussion" but we're litteraly in the middle of a fight so can you PLEASE report this debate to later?”

(In the background a giant plant monster is rampaging around, it holding in its tentacules Raphael and Mikey who are screaming for their lives)

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"Negociator"

Leonardo : “Don't worry hermanos! I'll do the talk with Big Mamma, I'm the face man after all!”

Raphael : “Yeeeaaaahh... Maybe take Sandro with you for the talk? You know just to be sure!”

Michelangelo : “Yeah dude! Sandie is like a master manipulator! He could help to avoid any trick!”

Sandro(Fake shocked gasp): “A manipulator? Me? Honestly, this is very exagerated!(smirk) I prefer the word "negociator".

Donatello: “Like the time you "negociate" with this pizzaiolo to give us free pizzas by telling him that the foot clan ninjas we were fighting in his pizzaria were send by a rival pizzaiolo who wanted to sabotage him?”

Sandro: “Hey! It was a thank you gift, it would have be rude to refuse! And I didn't see you complain about the free pizzas!”

Donatello : “... Touché! “

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"Cowabunga"

Donatello(looking through his binocular) : “So, looks like Hypno had decided to crash this Magic show and is now making a mess!”

Raphael : “Well if he want messy he's gonna get it! Okay, here's how we're gonna do this-”

Leonardo : “Uh, Raph? Mikey and Sandie already beat you to it!”

Michelangelo and Sandro(Jumping from the bulding roof while telling excited): “COWABUNGA !!!”

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"YOU!"

Sun Wukong and Macaque (When seeing Draxum): “YOU!!!”

Draxum (Deadpan): “And here we go... (Get tackled by the two angry monkies) Gha!”

Sun Wukong (Furious): “Give us ONE good reason why we shouldn’t pound your head in the ground repeatetly?”

Draxum (Speak with difficulty): “Well, maybe I could think of something if I hadn’t two staffs pressed against my throat!”

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Taunt

(Raph, Leo, Mikey and Sandro look deadpanned and confused at Donnie and Red Son showing off their tech to each other, beackering and wierdly taunting each other) 

Mikey: “Am I the only the only one who is wondering is they’re taunting each other or flirting?”

Sandro: “I... Don’t know...”

Leonardo: “Is there really a difference?”

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Better than me (warning: angst and sad fluff, rottmnt movie spoilers)

(Sandro is sitting on a cliff on Flowers Fruits Mountain, looking sadly at the horizon, Sun Wukong appeared from behind him and sit by his side)

Sun Wukong: “Heyyyyyyy... There you are bud! I knew I would find you there!”

Sandro: “...”

Sun Wukong: “You know, you ran off rather spontaneously! Your family and the others were worried!”

Sandro: “...”

Sun Wukong (Sigh): “If this is about today’s training, honestly you shouldn’t think too much about it! You were-”

Sandro: “I was bad at this!”

Sun Wukong: “Hey! Don’t be like that! Sure you still had a lot to learn, but I wouldn’t say you were bad!”

Sandro: “But I was! During the whole session I made a fool  of myself and I didn’t made any progress!”

Sun Wukon: “Come on bud! It’s okay! It’s just the begening, you will end up progressing!”

Sandro (frustrated): “You don’t understand! In my family I’m the Sneaky Guy! I’m the one who’s supposed to be on the look out for possible ennemies, traps and dangers! I’m supposed to see things coming and anticipate any threat and to be fast and strong enough to face them to help my family to protect themself, to protect them! But too many times I’m taken short and end up need to be saved! Even when the Kraangs attacked, I got caugh and used as a living batery before I could warn the others and I was the one who needed to be saved! All this because I wasn’t fast and strong enough! And I’m supposed to be the clone of two of the most powerful monkies existing and I’m not even able to control my powers! I even get stuck in my own shadows! If I can’t do any of that! If I can’t even help to protect the ones I love... What am I? What good am I for? I’m... (sigh and curled himself) I’m really a disappointment!”

Sun Wukong: “Kid... Don’t say that about yourself! I know it can be frustrating but that doesn’t mean you’ll not manage to control your habilities! You’re young and still had a lot to learn! MK also had difficulties when he forst became my successor! Heck when I was your age I was still learning! Sure, I was a first learner but that doesn’t mean you must be one too! Everyone had their own pace and you just need to go at your own! So don’t beat yourself about it! You’re not a disappointment, no one think this of you! Not me, not Macaque not MK and the others and certainly not your family! And you know what? There’s even one thing you are WAY better at than me! A very important one!”

Sandro (Confused): “How could I be better than you in something?”

Sun Wukong (Smile sadly): “... You keep your ties with your loved ones strong!”

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Ughhhh ok what. The fuck. Guy who I think the reason I kin Every Single Version of this character is because we had some fuckin. LOZ Curse Of Demise type shit going on??? No I don't know why. But I think it had something to do with an event in the og black and white comics??? And I guess instead of reincarnating again and again over hundreds of years (like in Zelda) it was just a new timeline every time????? Screams cries explodes what the SHELL!!!

Fucking uh. Shout out to my brothers though we're brothers in every universe I know because I was there every time. And like. We're brothers in this one too cause family isn't just blood. So. Yeah I don't know. Cowabunga dudes. Say pizza to drugs say no to yes. Or whatever. I got 4 hours of sleep so if this is nonsensical my bad.

Also random thing I think I remember the Artists vs TMNT Epic Rap Battles Of History. What even,,,

-Leonardo

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[burritello3000]

Batman/TMNT Comics 2 Scene

You know that one scene in the Batman/TMNT 2 comics where Donnie is almost killed by that foot soldier and he starts doubting himself and that starts the whole thing off? Well, it’s that scene but Riseified. I couldn’t get this idea out of my head but I didn’t want to write a whole fic so I decided to just write this one scene. (PS: I apologize in advance if your name is are Daryl or Wilbur) This takes place during Season 1, after Turtle-dega Nights: The Ballad of Rat Man but while Baron Draxum has just taken control of the Foot Clan.

“Cowabunga!” Mikey yelled, as the turtles rode one of Donnie’s new inventions, the Sewer Slider, down the subway tunnel. The guy that had run away from them screamed and sprinted off into the darkness.

“I think we gave that guy a heart attack or something,” Leo called out from Donnie’s left. Wind whistled past the purple-masked turtle’s tympanum, whipping the slider’s words away immediately.

“It’s his own fault for walking through the subway with the lights out,” Raph pointed out. “And he should h— MIKEY IS THIS REALLY THE BEST TIME FOR A SNACK?!”

“You know what the ancient proverb says about pizza on a bagel,” Donatello’s little brother replied, snacking on said pizza bagel and pulling farther ahead of Leo and Donnie. 

“That’s from a commercial,” the snapper growled, his forehead creasing. “Remember, no eating on missions. We need to stay alert and vigi—”

“No fair,” Leo whined, interrupting him and pulling up alongside Mikey. “I want some! You gotta share little brother or I’ll take Raph’s side in the argument…”

The sharp wind carried Mikey’s response away as Donnie rolled his eyes. “Sigh, guys remember what I said about focusing when riding highly dangerous experimental machinery at eighty miles per hour?”

Only after Raph echoed Donnie did they quiet down. Dumb-dumbs, Donnie mentally grumbled. Why do they only listen to Raph? They should at least listen to me regarding my tech, right? … Right?

Donnie’s self doubt pity party was interrupted by a familiar raspy voice. “We agreed to leave! Why does Draxum want us dead?!” The far away conversation echoed down the tunnels, allowing the Mad Dogs to eavesdrop.

“You and Brute are not fit to lead us, Lieutenant,” an unfamiliar person responded. “In fact, you don’t even deserve those titles anymore, Daryl and Wilbur.”

“Daryl and Wilbur,” Leo snickered. “I would keep Lieutenant and Brute. Oh man, I’m totally going to tease them after we save their butts.”

A roar of rage echoed down the tunnel. “I think that we should hurry,” Donnie snapped, before more petty squabbling could break out between his brothers. 

“Donnie’s right!” Raph shouted, his bright red ninpo lighting up the dark tunnel. “Mad Dogs, ahoy!”

“I thought we agreed to save that for ship-based adventures, pal,” Donnie reminded his older brother. “Please don’t make me say that again; the viewers don’t like repetition.” ——————————————————————They were going so fast that tears stung at Leo’s eyes. They sped down the tunnel just in time to see some bulked up foot soldiers kick Lutentiant out of the ragged subway car. “No!” Brute yelled, just missing his friend’s out-stretched hand.

“Leo!” Raph barked.

“Already on it,” the slider said with a wink, picking up speed and catching Lutentiant on his Sewer Slider. “Hey, Wilbur!” He crowed smugly. “Need a lift?”

“YOU!” Lutentaint screeched, struggling out of Leo’s grip. “I had him! I do not need the help of children!” The flames on his head blazed with anger. “Also, how dare you suggest that my name is Wilbur, it is Daryl.”

Leo laughed, a smirk on his face. “Whoa, harsh, I thought we were pals. Well, not pals, but I thought that we were done trying to kill each other with this Baron Draxum thing happening. At least for now. Enemy of my enemy and all that jazz!”

Lutentiant finally freed himself from the blue-masked turtle’s hands and straightened, brushing himself off before pointing an accusing finger at Leo. “You turtles started this mess! It’s your fault that Draxum got the armor piece at the Botanical Gardens instead of us. Not to mention the fact that he is obsessed with you.”

Leo just rolled his eyes and surfed towards the subway car. “Whatever dude,” he called over his shoulder. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go save your boyfriend.”

The wind drowned out the former Lutentaint’s hoarse protests as he raced after his brothers. 

Leo arrived just in time to watch the show. “Hey losers!” Mikey called, jumping into the car, surprising and wrapping up the soldiers, paper and real, with his kusari-fundo. 

“I think this is your stop,” Raph finished, tearing up the paper soldiers. In the snapper’s haste, a few real foot soldiers broke out of the chain and fell out of the subway car.

“Hey, Raphie?” Leo called, joining them and dodging a hit. “I think one of the dudes that fell out of the car was the leader, the one with the freaky mask. Didn’t we leave Donnie back there?” He opened a portal, causing the paper soldiers that one of the human ones made teleport somewhere else. “Do you think…”

“Don’t worry, Leo!” The red-masked turtle responded, smashing a soldier into one of the walls and knocking her unconscious. “Donnie’s smarter than the rest of us put together. I’m sure he’s got something up his sleeve…” ——————————————————————Donnie equipped his newest invention to the train tracks, thrill at getting to test it out sparking through him. His weapon charged up as his quarry stumbled down the tunnel. “Y’know you guys should watch where you step down here,” he mused, his new invention making a buzzing noise and warming up in his hands. “The third rail can be quite deadly.”

He pointed the purple painted gun at them, artwork courtesy of Mikey, with a smug smile on his face. “And I only need a fraction of its power to charge this taser rifle I designed last night.” The tunnel lit up with electric green light, a sign that it was powered up and ready. “One hit, and you’ll be out for hours. Who wants to go first?”

His confidence vanished immediately as the ninja in the lead gave him a look of contempt that Donnie could see even through his weird mask. “Foolish child,” he spat, picking up his weapon and moving faster than the softshell could blink.

Donnie fired the taser, but it was too late. “You face ninja,” the foot leader sneered, nimbly leaping out of the way with his companion. They threw a couple of shuriken, one piercing Donnie’s shoulder and the other cutting through his power supply.

“Oh that’s not good,” the softshell yelped, trying to salvage his invention. “I can fix this! I can fix this! I CAN TOTALLY FIX THIS—” Donnie’s rambling was cut off as he took a blow to his plastron, flinging him across the tracks. “You know it turns out I cannot fix this…,” he finished weakly.

“You are not true ninja.” Pain ripped through his jaw as Mask Guy bashed his foot into his face. “You mask your deficiencies with cheap tricks. That is the way of the weak. You cannot best true strength and skill!”

“Scoff! I’m just smart enough to use every tool at my disposal,” Donnie retorted, pulling out his tech-bo. “Now eat plasma!”

The purple-masked turtle expected to use his battle shell to fly up into the air and blast the foot soldiers with his tech-bo. However, to his dismay, his battle shell gave a rumble and then fell off, exposing his vulnerable shell. His tech-bo short circuited and fell apart in his hands. “NO!”

“We have tools of our own,” Mask Guy continued triumphantly. His partner threw two more shurikens at the softshell. Donnie hissed in pain as one embedded itself in the edge of his shell. “Tools that our forebearers have mastered over centuries. Elevating the skill of their use into an art form. I can’t imagine what the great Lou Jitsu must think of you.”

Mask Guy’s words cut into Donatello’s heart, opening old wounds and bringing back long buried insecurities. His words hurt so much that the softshell didn’t see the chain that swept his legs out from under him. He let out a cry of pain as his shell hit the hard ground, gravel digging into it. The rail probably interfered with my tech! Donnie realized as he feebly attempted to block more shurikens as they cut into his arm.

He tried to activate his panic button, but Mask Guy knocked it out of his weak grip. Blood flew from his mouth as he took another hit to the face. “Perhaps this is mercy,” Mask Guy said maliciously, pointing his spear at Donnie’s throat. Panic clouded his senses as he stared at the sharp point as it lunged downwards…

His twin’s voice cut through his stupor. “GET AWAY FROM HIM!” Leo put Mask Guy in a headlock, his eyes narrowed with fury. 

Mask Guy grabbed the slider and threw him, smashing him into the opposite wall. “Don’t you see, boy? I am freeing you!” Fear sent Donnie’s heart racing as he turned back to him, his spear ready to strike again. “Imagine how strong you would be if you never had to protect the runt of your litter.”

Raph appeared out of the darkness, his face twisted with anger and fear. He punched Mask Guy in the face, so hard that he was sent flying farther down the dimly lit tunnel. “I’m plenty strong enough already,” he snarled, baring his teeth.

Leo helped Donnie up as Mikey turned towards the unconscious ninja, pure rage flashing across his face. “Just because Donnie’s as good a fighter as the rest of us, doesn’t mean that he’s not a million times better than bad guys like you!”

He then turned back to Donnie, his eyes wide with concern. “D, are you okay?! We totally thought you were a goner for a second there. Thank pizza supreme in the sky that we got down here in time!”

“Y-yeah,” Donnie stammered, shock still slowing his thoughts. “Thank pizza supreme in the sky…” ——————————————————————When they got back to the lair, Leo patched up his wounds as he and April chewed him out. “You’re lucky we got there,” Leo growled, not looking up from his wrapping. “You could have died, Donnie.”

“Ooooo I wish I was there,” April ranted. “I would have taught those jerks a lesson they would never forget! But seriously, D, you need to be more careful.”

“I know,” Donnie mumbled again, unable to meet his sister’s gaze. “I’m sorry.”

Her face softened. “We’re just worried about you, Donnie.”

“I know,” the softshell repeated, shifting around so his twin could treat his shell.

As April fell silent, the only noises for a few minutes were Raph and Mikey stuffing their faces with pizza. “Don’t listen to what that guy said,” Leo advised, putting the rest of the bandages away. “You don’t slow us down, Donnie. You’re all set, just no training for you for the next few days.”

As his twin and April retreated for pizza, Donnie was left alone with his thoughts. Leo might not believe it, he thought, shame burning a hole in his heart. But I do slow us down. He just doesn’t want to admit it. Dad probably is embarrassed by me, I bet all he said at that Demolition Derby was just another thing to get me to let him control the tank. Don’t worry, he comforted himself. That's all going to change soon, because I have a plan…

I thought about making this into a whole fic but I don’t want to. I feel like Donnie would try to become stronger by building a giant robot to help him fight. But the robot becomes sentient and almost destroys New York. Donnie would use more robot parts to try and stop the giant robot but the AI almost takes over his brain, forcing Donnie to believe in himself to break the control. He would also need the help of his brothers and FINALLY get even more approval from Splinter. Anyways, thanks for reading :)

[shinigami-striker]

Cowabunga Pizza | Friday, 02.09.23

Did anyone mange to buy this limited time TMNT Pizza Box Pin from the Official Konami Shop by any chance?

Happy National Pizza Day! 🍕

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Cowabunga Collection is available now on PC and consoles!

[red-vortex]

The Hours Between (part 1/6)

Prompt: “I’m fine”

Incarnation: TMNT (2007)

Pairing: Mikey/Raph

Rating: T for broken bones

Summary: Nightwatcher business is not without its risks. Raph comes home with a broken bone and lucky for him, Mikey is always there to help. (Set sometime before the events of the movie)

For the @badthingshappenbingo

Damn it.

He was stupid. So stupid.

Raph stumbled through the lair, pausing every minute or so to swallow back his harsh gulps of air. His legs felt wobbly, his steps shamefully lacking stealth. His left wrist, aching like crazy, was tucked tight beneath his other arm, as though the pressure could help with the pain that throbbed in time to his heartbeat.

It had taken him way too long to make his way back to his bike. And then way too long to swear a blue streak as he realized he couldn’t drive the damn thing with a maybe-sprained, probably-broken wrist.

Best he could do was drag the bike out of sight, hope no one messed with it until he had a chance to go back to get it, and then do his best to sneak back to the lair. Taking off the Nightwatcher gear one-handed was an experience. He’d had to shimmy his way out of most of it, grateful that no one was there to witness his graceless undressing.

Damn it. This one hurt.  

He’d suffered worse injuries, sure. Deep slashes, concussions, broken bones, gunshot wounds even. Injuries that he still felt, every so often, when he moved wrong or the air got too humid. He’d caught his share of bruises in the Nightwatcher getup, but it felt like so long since he’d nursed a real injury.

They didn’t spar anymore, the three of them. He didn’t even have the chance to revel in sore muscles from throwing too many kicks with his brothers.

Maybe he was getting old. He felt old. Tired and achy. Maybe his body, maybe his heart. He couldn’t tell these days.

The lair was quiet. Donnie had work in the morning. Mikey probably did too. Splinter’s favourite show didn’t start until 9am. No one saw Raph slipping over to the kitchen. And even if they did, what did it matter? They assumed he slept all night and day. Hell, if he was doing that, you’d think they’d give a crap. That he was depressed or anemic or whatever. He’d laugh about it if his wrist didn’t hurt so much.

He just needed ice. He could hide in his room until his wrist didn’t look bad anymore. What did it matter? If they weren’t concerned about his alleged sleeping habits before, they certainly weren’t going to start now.

Raph rummaged through the kitchen, grabbing a hand towel, fumbling through a pile of frozen-solid cake slices (wasn’t anybody eating these, why were there so many) and hoping to God there was a filled ice cube tray in there somewhere.

There was. He pulled it out, staring at the cubes, wondering about the quietest way to pry the cubes out and stack them in a hand towel and disappear in his room to sleep off the pain.

“Oh! Hey Raph!”

Raph yelped, sending the ice tray clattering to the ground. Shit. Well, that was one way.

Some ninja he was, letting Mikey of all people sneak up on him. “What the hell! What are you doing here?”

“Uh, I live here. Remember?” Mikey’s chuckle took the sting out of it. “Oh yeah, I guess it’s been a while since we’ve run into each other. You’ve probably forgotten me. Hi, I’m Michelangelo, I have a black belt in skateboarding. I enjoy pizza for breakfast and long walks on the beach.”

Raph sighed. Great, now a headache was threatening to overtake the throb in his wrist. “What are you doing up?”

It was… crap, what time was it? He thought it was still night out. The coveted ‘wee hours of the morning’. Was it morning already? Had it taken him that long to get back to the lair?

Mikey cracked a yawn. “I know, I know. 6am should be illegal. But duty calls! Cowabunga Carl’s got a gig in Jersey, so… early road trip, you know?”

“Hm.” Raph kicked at one of the wayward cubes. Now he had a wrist, a mess, and Mikey to deal with. He got down to one knee, felt it go click (hello, old injuries) and gathered a few cubes in one hand, tossing them back into the fallen tray. Mikey crouched down to help.

“Raph? You good bro?” He zeroed in on the way Raph held his arm, hand stiff and useless against his plastron. “You burn yourself or something? If you suck at cooking that much, I can make you something.”

He probably wasn’t kidding, and somehow that made Raph feel a hundred times worse. They’d barely said two words to each other in two weeks, yet he knew that if he asked, Mikey would put his heart and soul into making Raph a sandwich, or scrambled eggs, or even beef Wellington or whatever.

“I’m fine.”

“Yeah, I mean, I’m sure you’re fine, but do you need help?”

“I said I’m fine, so no. Don’t you have to go scare some kids in Jersey?”

“Yeah, but I gave myself extra time to get ready, get lost a couple of times on the way over, stop at a drive-thru to get my zen back, and then find the place. I’m good. Are you, though?”

Raph sighed. He was too tired for anger, in too much pain to put up a front. And Mikey was right there, and damn it, he missed the little idiot.

“… Think I broke my wrist,” Raph said. He picked a spot on the floor that wasn’t covered in quietly melting ice cubes and sat down, carapace against the cabinet door. Yeah, he was lucky it was Mikey crouching there. Donnie and Splinter would have a million follow-up questions, and Leo would have…

… well Leo didn’t matter, because the jerk wasn’t even here to ask questions.

But Mikey, well. He preferred action to words. “Dude, that sucks. Can I help? You know what, stay there. I got this.”

So Raph stayed right there, tucking his knees to his plastron and resting his busted hand on top of them. Some Nightwatcher he was. And to think, Mikey was probably his biggest fan. It was almost worth telling him his secret identity, if only to see the excitement in his brother’s eyes.

Mikey returned triumphantly, a first aid kit in one hand and a stack of something in the other. Mikey was surprisingly good under real pressure, especially when it came to first aid.

And surprisingly efficient at cleaning, when he was motivated. A dish towel dropped to the floor, followed by Mikey’s foot, who used it to sweep away the water and leftover ice cubes. Good enough.

“All right, let me take a look at this. This is a job for Dr. Michelangelo, DDS!”

“DDS means dentist, doofus.” Snark was useful but could only do so much to mask pain. Mikey was gentle, but it still smarted something fierce as he worked to remove the guard wrapping from Raph’s wrist and cradled the hand between his own, taking a closer look at the bruises creeping up and down the swollen joint.

“Owie,” Mikey declared. Raph agreed. “How’d you do this, anyway?”

Yep, no avoiding that. Questions. “Openin’ a pickle jar.”

Mikey snorted. For a blissful moment, Raph thought he’d give up on questions, but no. He unzipped the first aid kit and rummaged while continuing to ask. “Nah, seriously, how’d you do this? This looks like you twisted it.”

Yeah, about that.

Raph hadn’t expected that encounter with the street gang to go sour. And technically it hadn’t. He’d beaten them just fine, and not one of those meathead jerks had put so much as a scratch on the Nightwatcher. Oh, they’d tried.

One punk came at him with a narrow pipe. He’d pulled out his sai, blocked the pipe, and twisted to disarm. But damn it, as much as Raph tried to train solo and keep up his skills, it was nothing compared to sparring with his brothers.

He used to be able to size up opponents and weapons in a heartbeat. He’d misjudged the weight of the pipe. He’d sent it packing, yeah, but the movement made his wrist snap in a way that made cold sweat break out on the back of his neck. Lucky for him, that was the last thug.

Disappear into the night. Stash bike. Hobble home.

Which left him here. Sitting on the floor, Mikey at his side, palpating a bruised-purple wrist, waiting for an answer.

“… Long story,” Raph muttered.

It seemed enough for now. Mikey turned his attention to his task, murmuring, “Oof, it’s pretty swollen.”

Raph liked the way his voice dropped to a low pitch when he was serious about something. Sometimes he forgot how competent Mikey could be. How good Mikey was at patching up his hurts. Donnie, for all his smarts and science, could get squeamish about injuries. Leo was too fussy. Splinter never really gave it away, but Raph had the sneaking suspicion he was disappointed whenever his sons came home with injuries. Especially Raph.

Mikey took his hand as though offering a handshake, nodding at the swollen joint. “Okay, squeeze my hand, tell me when it hurts.”

Raph found himself obeying, naturally, comforted by Mikey’s tending. How long had it been since he’d just… hung out with his brothers? Since they’d given him a hug or asked how he was doing without making a crack about him sleeping in until 3 in the afternoon?

Mikey’s hand was warm and he wanted to squeeze just to enjoy a bit of physical contact. But as he tried his damnedest to squeeze, his hand started to shake and the flare of pain forced a sad grunt past his lips.

“Okay, so probably broken,” Mikey tsked. He kept his hand loosely wrapped around his brother’s, moving the joint up and down and rotating slowly. Raph knew from experience what he was doing, testing the range of motion, and he let Mikey manipulate his wrist for a few moments. It hurt, but it wasn’t excruciating. He could sit through the pain if it meant enjoying the contact.

Satisfied with his examination, Mikey hummed a happy little noise and rested Raph’s palm against his own while he rummaged in the area of the first aid kit.

Raph sighed. He was tired. “So, am I gonna live?”

“Oh man, this is a terminal fracture. You better leave me all your stuff. The cool stuff, only. Donnie can have the junk.” Mikey held up a gel pack, popping a cartridge in the middle and giving it a little shake. “It’s not a bad break. Probably just a little crack. I’m gonna ice it a bit and then wrap it for you, ‘kay?”

Raph nodded. Mikey didn’t let go of his hand as he draped the instant ice pack on top of it. The numbness was kind of nice. “Did you bring a whole pile of these things?”

“Haha, yeah. My personal stash. Cowabunga Carl gets knocked around a lot. I don’t think the Foot Clan ever kicked me as much. Or bit me. Or barfed on me.”

Okay, that got a smile out of him. “You’re tougher than me. I couldn’t handle that.”

“Then there’s the moms.” Mikey shuddered, lifting the ice pack and adjusting it. “Some of them flirt.”

Raph shifted on the floor. His butt was starting to go numb, but this was nice. If he asked to move to the table, Mikey might let go of him.

Raph shut his eyes. It would be so easy, right now, to just tell him. That he was the Nightwatcher. That he wasn’t a bum, that he went outside every night because staying cooped up in the lair left him twitchy, anxious, and ready to scream into a pillow from being useless.

“Mike… can you keep a secret?”

“Would it shock you if I said yes?”

“So the thing is…”

Tell him. You’re the Nightwatcher. Tell him. You hurt yourself busting some bad guys. He’ll be happy. So happy. He’ll be proud of you and think you’re cool and might even hug you.

“I broke my wrist ‘cause I… I uh… went out on a roof to do some katas. Tried some flips, didn’t stick the landing. Guess my wrist didn’t like that.”

Crap. Coward.

Mikey nodded sagely. “Thought so. I knew you were hiding something. Hey, no judgment from me, we all fall over sometimes!”

“I miss being outside. At night.” He didn’t mean for it to sound so raw. He didn’t miss the way Mikey made a sad little hum of agreement. “I miss… all of it, you know?”

“So that’s why you’re always sleeping in? ‘Cause you’re out late exercising on the roof?”

“Yeah.” Raph squirmed as Mikey removed the ice pack, gave his numb wrist a few judicious pokes, and plucked a tensor wrap from the first aid kit. “Feels good to get out. It’s just… it’s embarrassing that I messed up a flip. So let’s keep that between us.”

“Turtle’s honour, bro.” A few loops later, and Mickey pinned the tensor in place. “How’s that? Not too tight?”

“It’s fine,” Raph said. Mikey was messing with something in the kit, rattled a bottle, and handed him two ibuprofens with an encouraging smile. Any other day, he would have put up a token protest, but he took the meds without fuss.

“All right then, Dr. Michelangelo, DDS predicts you’ll be right as rain in no time!” Mikey leapt to his feet with an energy that Raph absolutely did not feel, pouring water in the nearest clean mug and handing it down. Raph didn’t have the heart to tell him he’d already dry-swallowed the pills, and sipped delicately.

“Hey, Raph?”

“Hm?”

“When you go out at night, do you uh… y’know.”

Raph swallowed. Thank God for the mug of water because now his throat felt dry. Had he maybe not fooled Mikey? “Do I what?”

“You know, the Nightwatcher!” Mikey sounded positively giddy. It did nothing for Raph’s nerves, until Mikey finished his thought. “Do you ever see him? Do you ever go looking for him? Because I would!”

Dear, sweet, innocent Mikey.

“Haven’t yet,” Raph muttered, staring at the mug. “You like him, huh?”

“Oh man!” Mikey crouched down to pack up the first aid kit, swooning with his entire being. “He’s so badass. Did anyone ever think that about us when we used to do this sort of thing? That we were badass? Ah, I’m with you, I miss it. If I didn’t have work I’d probably be up on the roof too. Maybe when Leo comes back…”

“Tell you what,” Raph interjected. Better to squash any thoughts of Leo and coming back while he could. “If I ever run into the Nightwatcher while throwing backflips on roofs, I’ll get his autograph for you.”

Mikey squealed, thrusting out a hand. Raph took it and let his brother effortlessly haul him to his feet. “This is why you’re my favourite brother!”

Tonight, anyway. Raph wasn’t anyone’s favourite anything, but he’d take what he could get.  “Thanks. And remember… don’t tell Donnie and Sensei I busted my wrist, okay? I feel stupid enough as it is.”

Mikey nodded conspiratorially, and Raph was certain he would never more closely guard a secret in his life. “Count on me. Here, take the packs and try to keep it iced. You’ll be back to punching me in the arm in no time.”

He pressed five ice packs into Raph’s good arm, gave it a thought, then took one back.

“… Might need one after the gig today. All right, duty calls! Catch ya later!”

Mikey grinned big and wide and whirled away. Yeah. Way too much energy for this time of morning.

“Hey… Mikey?” Raph called out. Mikey, already halfway out the exit, spun in place. Raph waved his tensor-wrapped hand at him. “… Thanks.”

Mikey’s answering smile was the very definition of sunshine. “I got you, bro! You know I always got your stupid butt.”

Cradling his wrist, now down to a dull ache, Raph hobbled to his room. He bolted the door and crawled into bed. Either the ibuprofens were kicking in or he was too tired to worry about pain, spiralling into sleep with thoughts of Mikey’s smile. With everything else happening, it was nice to know someone still had his stupid butt.  

[gramblus]

so i counted the puma sound effects in rottmnt

+3 seconds on times if on a streaming service that puts the nick intro in the time

season 1

mystic mayhem: 21:34

repo mantis/down with the sickness: 02:06 11:11

war and pizza/newsworthy: 0

the fast and the furriest/mascot melee: 01:31 18:36

origami tsunami/donnies gifts: 0

shell in a cell/minotaur maze: 03:23 21:59

the gumbus/mrs cuddles: 0

bug busters: 00:55

the longest fight/hypno! part deux: 20:39

stuck on you/al be back: 14:11

the evil league of mutants: 18:18

smart lair/hot soup: the game: 04:54

late fee/bullhop: 20:48

mind meld/nothing but truffle: 05:34

shadow of evil: 0

the purple jacket/pizza pit: 07:12

operation: normal/sparring partner: 20:13

you got served/how to make enemies and bend people to your will: 0

portal jacked/warren and hypno sitting in a tree: 0

mystic library/the purple game: 0

man vs sewer/the mutant menace: 0

turtle-dega nights the ballad of rat man/the ancient art of ninja hide and seek: 08:17 21:08

one man’s junk/snow day: 0

cloak and swaggart/jupiter jim ahoy: 07:31

insane in the mama train: 0

the end: 0

season 2

flushed but never forgotten/lair games: 12:45

many unhappy returns: 02:53

todd scouts/goyles, goyles, goyles: 0

breaking purple/repairin’ the baron: 0

air turtle/pizza puffs: 0

sidekick ahoy!/the hidden city job: 02:28

always be brownies/mystery meat: 0

raph’s ride along/donnie vs witch town: 0

hidden city’s most wanted/bad hair day: 19:58

fist of furry/clothes don’t make the turtle: 11:35 12:02 12:36 12:45 14:14 16:46 17:01 19:16

battle nexus: new york: 0

final part 1: e-turtle sunshine of the spotless mind/final part 2: shreddy or not: 0

final part 3: anatawa hitorijanai/final part 4: rise: 09:47

rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles the movie

44:48

mini episodes

turtle tots: 0

sentient bed: 0

race: 0

cucumber-mikey vs manticat: 00:08

raph’s catchphrase: 0

cowabunga: 0

[eveandtheturtles]

8, 18, 19, 20 :D

Ty for asking @m1dnyt3-w0lf xD

8. Who is your favorite villain character?

Oh boy, I will say Big Mama is my favourite. I have a hot spot for scheming women who alter the chess board last minute. So very sexy of her.

Then Rise Krang for the robot design and evilness level lol

Honorary mention I would give to OotS Shredder BC I think the actor is very fine;)

18. Anything you want to see in future iterations of TMNT?

I absolutely loved the different turtle species in Rottmnt so I would look forward to that kind of thing. Maybe also more female turtles like Venus and Jennika. I am still salty about the plot line of missing turtle sister that we didn't get to see in Rottmnt.

19. Pineapple on pizza. Yes or No?

Time to scandalize people but I will say yes. I don't mind it. For my mom it's the only right option lol. I like to order it when I want to eat something that cuts through the fattiness of the cheese.

20. Cowabunga? Booyakasha? Or Hot Soup?

Cowabunga all the way!