#mutantc

[praxidyke]

okay this thing is really cool. like I'll miss the sliding screen on the mutantc, but I will not miss that terrible fucking keyboard

[an-ally-in-an-alley]

Turning my quirk off to send this ask. I'm not a lowblood. In fact, I'm a seadweller (i AM a fighter for the lowblood cause and I've been a main contact for signless followers for a little over 780 sweeps! I'm quite proud of it, they're a very passionate bunch). I do, however, have some... pretty cull-worthy disabilities summed with a few benign mutations, but thankfully I've been able to keep the juicy bits under the covers. Is this a safe space for me as well? I DO need medical help and I'm willing to pay as I'm decently well off. I'd really just like the opportunity of not being judged while poked and prodded for my issues. But i understand if seadwellers are a bit over your patience/willingness level.

Oh, your bunch are not over my willingnecc level at all! It would be pretty hypocritical of me to refuce anyone help for comething they can't control, wouldn't it? [OwO]

When I cay mutiec, I don't juct mean blood mutantc or trollc with cullable mutationc, non-cullable mutiec might have it eacier than cullable, but they are ctill very oprecced [°^°]

Ac for payment... Normally I'd refuce it, but we will need money for more rationc and unexpected expencec eventually co... [UmU]

How about we cee what I can do for you and you pay however much you feel it wac worth? [^w^]

[tinbott]

Some of the newer turtle characters from the idw comic run …i really need to catch up coz these dewds look like a great addition …. I mean jennika is rapidly becoming a firm favourite …but here is Lita who’s from the present and future and Venus has been reintroduced with an epic new backstory …. @mooncalfe23 and co are really making something new and interesting with the stories. #jennika #litatmnt #venustmnt #jennikatmnt #tmnt #teenagemutantninjaturtles #teenagemutantninjaturtlesart #teenagemutantheroturtles #teenagemutantninjaturtlesfanart #mutantcity #idw https://www.instagram.com/p/CfrjU6DqCSq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[anon-of-the-void]

Meeting the MutantCity! family pt.1

Meeting Donnie was a shock to both, first and foremost. After Aden's portal opened right over Don's table where he was working on a potion, the yokai crashed right into his table, breaking it (it was government funded, Don's take on a table would not have budged an inch).

Startled he managed to jump back, but lost the grip on his potion as remaining balance and keeping his undevided attention on the intruder was far more important.

With a huff, Aden rolled off of what remained from the once perfectly fine table.

"Ugh, I really need to learn how to work that thing...", Aden mumbled, still out of breath from the sudden impact.

Donnie had regained his composure and approached the yokai cautiously, his work long forgotten.

"Who are you and how did you open this portal?", the soft shell turtle inquired in a stern voice.

Finally taking in their surroundings, Aden realized she was in the lab of no other than a younger Donatello look-alike.

"Uncle Don?", she asked in disbelief.

"Uncle?! What do you mean 'Uncle Don'? You must be mistaken. Maybe a concussion? The fall was pretty hefty-"

"Is your name Donatello Hamato?", Aden asked in a more certain tone, confident that her head was fine.

Unsure about what to make of this situation, Donnie nodded his head yes.

"What year is it and what planet are we on?"

"It is Tuesday, May 3rd, 2066 on earth. Now could you -I dunno- fill me in on the details so I don't look like some dummy dum dum in my very own significantly underpaid government funded research lab. You know, just an idea-"

Being cut off again, Don'd rather kick the yokai out but curiosity was eating away at him rapidly.

"Did you fight in the Kraang invasion?"

"As a matter of fact, we did. It was traumatizing sure, but we won and maybe single handedly changed the entire world's view of mutants and yokai. Now would you explain yourself?!", the genius pressed, kneeling before the young yokai and holding onto their shoulders with his insect-shell arms. His intense stare stressed the importance of the details to him.

"I think I just travelled to another dimension...", they mumbled moreso to herself.

They just stared at each other for about 3 awkward seconds, faces blank trying to process it all.

"For science's sake, child, I need answers!"

"Ok! Ok, geez just give me a second." Aden got up, making the turtle fall back and land on his butt, spider arms letting go of the familiar purple hoodie.

Sitting on the ground, Donnie was turned around to face the fire salamander who now stood before him with arms extended, wildy gesturing to help him visualize just what happened in her reality.

"So, to keep it simple, there was a Kraang invasion in 2022 on earth, your family fought but ultimately, the resistance failed. The aliens wanted revenge so they enslaved everyone on this planet and introduced a 'holiday' where they'd go on a killing spree. Eventually, you escaped in a space ship and found an earth-like planet you made your new home. The mystic warrior powers within you grew stronger and served as a protective shield around the planet. More people found your planet and lived together in harmony. So did my family. One by one you grew too old to keep the planet safe and each one of you entered a freezer thingy you had invented for that purpose alone. I come from the year 2107 from our new home planet SaHea where at last, Michael-Angelo joined you in your eternal sleep to protect our home. I am here to stop the Kraang from attacking SaHea. I can't do it alone. I took this gem the young Donatello found. It is filled with portal magic according to your AI's records. I used it to find people that could help put an end to the aliens. The fact that it not only sent  me to another place in another time but a whole other reality-"

"... incredible."

"Wait, you said you have defeated the Kraang before! You could do it again! Oh I am so releaved I found you!"

But when Aden's eyes fell on the turtle still sittig on the ground, her happieness was short lived. "Y-you would help me, right? You wouldn't just leave us to die, would you?"

Donnie turned away. He hated those ugly feelings, the bad emotions. Swallowing the lump that has formed in his throat, he looked back at them. Eyes glossed over just thinking about what he had just heard.

"Look, kid, we did defeat the Kraang but-but we were lucky. We are old now. Not to mention what would happen when we met ourselves in another reality. The fact Casey Junior did not throw our reality out of balance was lucky enough but then again he did not exist in our reality at that time and with the course of it, he never would have. We can't help you and I hope other me's will say the same thing."

Tears stung in her eyes. She has only heard stories of the brothers. Who knew Michael-Angelo was sugar coating his genius brother's words in the story times. Or was it the raging hurt what losing hope felt like? Whatever the case might have been, they decided, they didn't like Donatello very much but he was also her only link connecting them and the new world they stumbled into.

Donnie dropped his lab coat over the yokai's shoulders just like he has seen in Raph's sappy rom-coms when the girl was in distress.

"Come on, kid, I am  sure my brothers would love to meet you. Be prepared for at least three heroic speeches and too many terrible puns from Leo, Mikey's home-cooked meals that will melt away your worries and a new outfit made by Raph. And a shower. You look rough and you smell aweful." With that conclusion, Don left a meter between them during the walk home.

Maybe he was right, nobody would put their happy life on the line when their alternative versions were already practically out of the picture and they had no bonds with whoever was part of that doomed world. After all, it was not their own to worry about.  Now, Aden just felt guilty.

Meeting big guy Raph was a blessing to Donnie's nostrils.

On their walk, Don had already filled the family in on the details and asked them to prepare a warm but not overwhelming welcome.

On entering the small yet cozy corner house on a vacant little side street in the heart of New York City, the smell of pizza gyoza and jasmine tea hugged them like a soft blanket.

"We are home! Pops, get off of that TV, those ads do your heart no good."

Around the corner, a round head with an orange bandana peeked out. Aden just froze in her step, staring at her former care taker's younger self. Dinner is ready in 30. Raph is prepping a bath for you, just up the stairs and left. I'm Mikey, by the way but I am sure you know that already."

Aden nodded her head while whispering an introduction. Don gave her a gentle push towards the stairs.

Once she reached the top, she turned her head to the left and was met with a giant spiky shell of a snapping turtle with the tail wagging happily.

"Raphael Hamato?", they asked timidly, feeling a bit out of place intruding on their life like that.

"Oh, you must be the kid from another dimension! Just call me Raph. I was not sure what you liked so I just prepped a bunch of my favourite bath salts and stuff. Looking at you, Leo's hoodie might be a bit big. But we can fix that after dinner. Uh, you know how to work a bath tub? (He was not sure if she even knew what a bath tub was. Did they have them where she comes from?)"

"I do. We did have them at home too.", Aden informed him, struggling to keep a straight face.

"Ah, good. Just checking. Leave your dirty stuff by the washer and no need to rush. When you are done, join us for dinner?"

And with that he left her standing in front of the open bathroom door. Watching him leave, Aden had wanted to thank him but just couldn't get a word out.

With a bummed outlook on life at the moment, the slamander yokai ran themselves a bath and sank into the warm bubbly water. It smelled like citrus and flowers.

Aden came down to what they assumed was the kitchen and a joyful mess of the four brothers, three women, a man, an old yokai and an old rat. When they were noticed, standing there, buried by Leo's hoodie, the banter quieted down significantly. "Ah just in time!", Mikey cheered at the sight of them. "Help me lay the table, dear?", the old yokai inquired as he placed a good amount of plates in her arms. "Follow me."

At the dinner table, it was obvious everyone held back on questions so Aden decided to take the initiative and thank them for everything.

"Not a problem, really."

"This is the most exciting thing happening in a while, I tell you."

...

"So, Aden, what do you think about finally meeting the Leonardo Hama-"

"Nardo, seriously."

"Dude, you can't just jump on that topic like that!"

"Leo, they have just escaped a second Kraang attack. We are heros unable to help her, be sensible for once."

"No, really, it is alright. The aliens were my standard tuesday for years. It is nothing new and; I am sorry, Donatello, for my reaction. You are right. It is dangerous and I should have known."

"You couldn't have, since other me has already left before your arrival. Although, I have a proposition. We take our time figuring out together how your gem stone works since time seems to be of no importance in your case and y-" "You be part of our little family for the time being!"

Aden jumped up, waving her arms in the air in panic.

"No, I couldn't ask that of you! I am forever grateful for everything already I could never-"

"WE INSIST!", everyone encouraged in union.

After everything was cleaned up, Raph invited her to his walk-in dresser to take measurements for a more fitting look (and because Leo wanted his favourite hoodie back for a sleepover planned later that week at his boyfriend's place).

"Wow those designs are really pretty!"

"Oh uh, thank you! Would you like to help me make your clothes?"

"I'd like that. Thank you, Raph!", Aden beamed at him.

"I mean we are technically family in another reality, so don't mention it. Anyway, what color were we thinking?"

"Surprise me."

[ppssyycchhiicc]

People just are around you all the time and some times they sow you stuff.

[dailytechnologynews]

mutantC v2 - A Raspberry pi UMPC https://youtu.be/XMayyOv0mS8

[yogachief]

Raspberry Pi And ESP32-S2 Team Up For MutantC_V4 - Hackaday

Raspberry Pi And ESP32-S2 Team Up For MutantC_V4 – Hackaday

Back in 2019 we first came across the mutantC, an open source 3D printable Raspberry Pi handheld created by [rahmanshaber] that took more than a little inspiration from Sony’s VAIO ultra-mobile PCs (UMPCs) from the early 2000s. It was an impressive first effort, but it clearly had a long way to go before it could really be a practical mobile device.Well after two years of development and three…

[preeteshjain]

mutantC v3 - An SideKick that easy to make, More in comments

Link: https://youtu.be/Ltj0i9JTuAE

[buns-is-sinning]

Ah I suspected you'd mean that! I wouldn't say phobia or racist since those words already have a distinct meaning ... Maybe quirk-supremacy , quirkcism , quirk-discrimination or mutant-supremacy , mutantcism , mutant-discrimination

(I also think the term homophobic is bs for most ppl)

I wouldn't say that he's "racist" since if we apply the same definition of racism to mutant quirks that would mean he'd treat them a certain way because of their mutant type quirk ... Which is precisely what you said he doesn't do.

We do know however that Dabi likes to act like an asshole and give everyone nicknames that they don't like that must hit them hard but are easy to spot on the surface.

So it would in fact be odd of him not to give them one such nickname ...

I really don't believe he is being racist especially with his hatred towards the hero society and what it creates.

If anything it's as some would say "problematic" or a "microaggression". What you think of those really is your thing and a whole other topic xD

There's a whole lot more pointing against this but I'm lazy and tired rn >×>

So...

I think the theory is interesting but ultimately falls apart . Seems like one of those that you believe for a couple days and then you realize all of the contradictions.

🖤uwu

I feel like the fact that Dabi is mildly racist is just further proof that he's a Todoroki tbh

I mean, if anyone in a society is going to have not outright malicious but fairly overt ingrained biases against certain groups of people, it's going to be the wealthy and highly traditional family with influence in local politics. And y'know, children raised in that kind of environment tend to inherit those biases whether they actually agree with their parents' politics or not.

[an-ally-in-an-alley]

Hellooo [^w^]

I don't have to hide anymore, co I thought I'd redo my pinned poct [OwO]

My name ic Calcir Adhara, I alco go by EssentialSessions or Esses! [^w^]

My pronounc are he/him/his, it/its and che/cher/chir, I am relatively frechly poct-ban. I uced to be a chip mediculler, but my crewmatec (firct technician Kusiea Laatid (she/her), cecond technician Teeroz Forlah (he/him and they/them) and capitan Caruas Marine (any pronounc) (already dropped xem off)), all of whom are pro-cacte and anti-mutant, found out about my link to thic account (my bad, chould've quirkmacked), ac a recult of which I wac found out ac a mutie rightc cupporter and comeone actively helping conceal mutantc cince five cweepc old, co me and the helmctroll (who wiched to remain anonymouc, which I will recpect) went rogue and took them along ac hoctagec [UMU]

We would've juct dropped them off on a planet that ic part of the Empire and went on on our own, but where would we find technicianc? [O?O]

Co yeah, if you're an Alternian technician and want to help maintaining a rogue chip, contact thic account and I'll let the poor bactardc go after you join [^w^]

If you are a mutie, limeblood or a lowblood looking for a cafe cpace or medical help, feel free to alco contact thic account. If I can't accict in percon, I will provide an online concultation [OwU]

If you need an online consultation that is screenreader-friendly, inform me of that in your request and I will make sure it is.

Kill your godc, devour your oppreccorc! [•UwU•]

Quirk guide: s=c except for pronounc and namec, emoticonc at the end of each line [^w^]

[anon-of-the-void]

ROTTMNT: Between Dimensions au

Rough design for the MutantCity turtles (2066 happy future post movie) and Aden (oc)

Hights and ages in the main Rise!reality post movie story line and one possible future built on the happy end.

MutantCity future takes place in the year 2066 where humans and mutants live together peacefully ever since the yokai and mutants were exposed during the Kraang invasion. The Hamato family moved to top side and start a normal life on the side while being part time heros and full time mutant patchwork family chaos.

The boys' life expectancy is based on a mixture of turtle years in human years and human average age.

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[an-ally-in-an-alley]

You are a mutant and your type of mutation ic claccified ac a handicap. You are caying I chould be culled because I interact with a number of people, among which you licted mutantc. [^w^]

No, I noticed that your dni includec "don't interact if you can hurt me", ac many timec ac twice! [°o°]

Co good day, it hac been a nice day from wrangling ignorant highbloodc in real life. [^w^]

↓ shame that you werent immediately accepted just because of your appearance and blood ↓

↓ the stigma around highbloods and the immediate stereotypicalization that they are against mutants is sad but honestly not so surprising ↓

↓ any caste can be a mutant and or pro-mutant its just sad seeing how fear almost pushes most mutant or pro-mutant highbloods away from the movement ↓

↓ i may be running on and on with my words with no reason apologies ive been told i tend to do so ↓

↓ i hope the gathering went well otherwise ↓

Yeah, people were looking at me like I might contact the church at any moment or comething but luckily a guy there knew me, co we were able to diccucc what we meant to [^w^]

[anon-of-the-void]

ROTTMNT: Between Dimensions au

MutantCity 2066

Aden [she/they], 19 y/o, wearing Uncle Don's old hoodie that shrunk in the washing machine one time and got shorts made out of old fabric scraps by seamstress Raph.

She stumbled into that future by accident. MutantCity! Donatello took a hot minute to calm down when she just landed in the middle of his work lab, knocking over a bunch of solutions on her way stumbling down the table the portal opened on.

Amazed by the gem that offers them to travel through space and time, Don insisted they'd stay for a while and getto know that reality's Hamato brothers, famous heros and humble mutants.

She couldn't turn down that offer.

[anon-of-the-void]

Meeting the MutantCity! family part 1 1/2

Meeting Leo (well, technically she has met him at dinner but getting to know him-) was... refreshing. She was sent out to give the red eared slider his hoodie back. Raph felt like red suited her but she was not ready to give up her comfort purple hoodie, so he settled for red shorts and one of Don's hoodies that shrunk in the wash some time ago. They liked it so Raph was happy.

Aden held the neatly folded garment to her chest, eyes restlessly scanning the doors they passed in search of the sign Raph had mentioned before he sat down to finish up an order for a wedding dress. Just when she spotted the sign reading '#1 Champion', the door it decorated swung open.

"Oh kid, come to see the greatest warrior of all time?", the terrapin posed, leaning against his door frame with a smug look.

"Actually, I came to return your hoodie." (-slapping the smug look off of his face but luckily, he was wearing a smaller smug look underneath.)

"Oh yeah, of course you were doing just that, no other reason. It is pretty comfy, ain't it?", he smiled to cover his slightly brused ego.

" 's alright.", she agreed lazily. Remembering Michael-Angelo's tellings of his brothers, Aden learned to not give him too much praise in any regard. Leo gave her a playful stern look as he took his piece of clothing back. Taking note of the relaxed hum of the atmosphere in the house, Lee mentally scrambled for an idea to connect with the new addition to the family. He just had to know more about her situation and the Kraang. The fear of this threat returning would not let him sleep even four decades after they had won.

"Uh I- eh. You got a moment?", he began, trying to buy time.

"I think so, why?", she offered, cutting his time to think short by answering his question with her own simple one. A moment of silence went by.

"Well?"

Dropping his shoulders, Leo removed himself from his door frame to offer a way into his room. "Ugh, screw it. Wanna play some games? Assuming you have those in your world as well."

"We do. Uncle Don has built many things to keep the colonies at a modern post-apocalyptic standard. He made a console compatible with whatever games people brought from earth. He re-designed S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. to be an all present AI and support everyone once he would be gone. He even made prototype robots of you guys to transfer the latest update of your consciousness into those to keep SaHea safe and your family together even in death. Unfortunately, there is not enough scrap metal to maintain the robots in pristine condition so S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. powered them down for now. Building a society from the ground up is quite a challenge so games were reserved for special days where the whole community would come together and play. Do you have community games here?", Aden asked, her gloomy mood lifting with every encounter.

"We do. We should play Mario Party tomorrow night. I bet you will enjoy that one a lot. The outcome is impossible to predict when you don't know the rules.", Leo mused, a grin spreading on his aged face.

"You seriously would not tell me the rules?!", the yokai feigned hurt, trying their hardest not to break character.

"I mean, we can play for it. If you win, I tell you everything you want to know; I win, you have to answer me any question I have truthfully." Leo gave a slight bow as he gestured for them to enter.

"Deal!"

"Pfff- You're gonna lose."

"Who says that? I might be really good at games.", Aden tried to argue.

"There can only be one champion and let me tell ya, tried losing once, wasn't for me. By the way, what was you name again?"

"Le gasp! Fine, wanna know my name, beat me in the game."

"Ohooo rhymes, now we're talking. Should I call you Lizard for now? Nah. Firce gecko? Nope. Simsala-mander with the portal pebble- magic!", amusement lacing every word of his.

"What the- Leo!"

"What? I deliver peak comedy with every order. I mean there is a reason my delivery service booms."

"Yeah I highly doubt that."

Needless to say, Dr. Delecate Touch had a blast waking them up.

Meeting the MutantCity! family pt.1

Meeting Donnie was a shock to both, first and foremost. After Aden's portal opened right over Don's table where he was working on a potion, the yokai crashed right into his table, breaking it (it was government funded, Don's take on a table would not have budged an inch).

Startled he managed to jump back, but lost the grip on his potion as remaining balance and keeping his undevided attention on the intruder was far more important.

With a huff, Aden rolled off of what remained from the once perfectly fine table.

"Ugh, I really need to learn how to work that thing...", Aden mumbled, still out of breath from the sudden impact.

Donnie had regained his composure and approached the yokai cautiously, his work long forgotten.

"Who are you and how did you open this portal?", the soft shell turtle inquired in a stern voice.

Finally taking in their surroundings, Aden realized she was in the lab of no other than a younger Donatello look-alike.

"Uncle Don?", she asked in disbelief.

"Uncle?! What do you mean 'Uncle Don'? You must be mistaken. Maybe a concussion? The fall was pretty hefty-"

"Is your name Donatello Hamato?", Aden asked in a more certain tone, confident that her head was fine.

Unsure about what to make of this situation, Donnie nodded his head yes.

"What year is it and what planet are we on?"

"It is Tuesday, May 3rd, 2066 on earth. Now could you -I dunno- fill me in on the details so I don't look like some dummy dum dum in my very own significantly underpaid government funded research lab. You know, just an idea-"

Being cut off again, Don'd rather kick the yokai out but curiosity was eating away at him rapidly.

"Did you fight in the Kraang invasion?"

"As a matter of fact, we did. It was traumatizing sure, but we won and maybe single handedly changed the entire world's view of mutants and yokai. Now would you explain yourself?!", the genius pressed, kneeling before the young yokai and holding onto their shoulders with his insect-shell arms. His intense stare stressed the importance of the details to him.

"I think I just travelled to another dimension...", they mumbled moreso to herself.

They just stared at each other for about 3 awkward seconds, faces blank trying to process it all.

"For science's sake, child, I need answers!"

"Ok! Ok, geez just give me a second." Aden got up, making the turtle fall back and land on his butt, spider arms letting go of the familiar purple hoodie.

Sitting on the ground, Donnie was turned around to face the fire salamander who now stood before him with arms extended, wildy gesturing to help him visualize just what happened in her reality.

"So, to keep it simple, there was a Kraang invasion in 2022 on earth, your family fought but ultimately, the resistance failed. The aliens wanted revenge so they enslaved everyone on this planet and introduced a 'holiday' where they'd go on a killing spree. Eventually, you escaped in a space ship and found an earth-like planet you made your new home. The mystic warrior powers within you grew stronger and served as a protective shield around the planet. More people found your planet and lived together in harmony. So did my family. One by one you grew too old to keep the planet safe and each one of you entered a freezer thingy you had invented for that purpose alone. I come from the year 2107 from our new home planet SaHea where at last, Michael-Angelo joined you in your eternal sleep to protect our home. I am here to stop the Kraang from attacking SaHea. I can't do it alone. I took this gem the young Donatello found. It is filled with portal magic according to your AI's records. I used it to find people that could help put an end to the aliens. The fact that it not only sent  me to another place in another time but a whole other reality-"

"... incredible."

"Wait, you said you have defeated the Kraang before! You could do it again! Oh I am so releaved I found you!"

But when Aden's eyes fell on the turtle still sittig on the ground, her happieness was short lived. "Y-you would help me, right? You wouldn't just leave us to die, would you?"

Donnie turned away. He hated those ugly feelings, the bad emotions. Swallowing the lump that has formed in his throat, he looked back at them. Eyes glossed over just thinking about what he had just heard.

"Look, kid, we did defeat the Kraang but-but we were lucky. We are old now. Not to mention what would happen when we met ourselves in another reality. The fact Casey Junior did not throw our reality out of balance was lucky enough but then again he did not exist in our reality at that time and with the course of it, he never would have. We can't help you and I hope other me's will say the same thing."

Tears stung in her eyes. She has only heard stories of the brothers. Who knew Michael-Angelo was sugar coating his genius brother's words in the story times. Or was it the raging hurt what losing hope felt like? Whatever the case might have been, they decided, they didn't like Donatello very much but he was also her only link connecting them and the new world they stumbled into.

Donnie dropped his lab coat over the yokai's shoulders just like he has seen in Raph's sappy rom-coms when the girl was in distress.

"Come on, kid, I am  sure my brothers would love to meet you. Be prepared for at least three heroic speeches and too many terrible puns from Leo, Mikey's home-cooked meals that will melt away your worries and a new outfit made by Raph. And a shower. You look rough and you smell aweful." With that conclusion, Don left a meter between them during the walk home.

Maybe he was right, nobody would put their happy life on the line when their alternative versions were already practically out of the picture and they had no bonds with whoever was part of that doomed world. After all, it was not their own to worry about.  Now, Aden just felt guilty.

Meeting big guy Raph was a blessing to Donnie's nostrils.

On their walk, Don had already filled the family in on the details and asked them to prepare a warm but not overwhelming welcome.

On entering the small yet cozy corner house on a vacant little side street in the heart of New York City, the smell of pizza gyoza and jasmine tea hugged them like a soft blanket.

"We are home! Pops, get off of that TV, those ads do your heart no good."

Around the corner, a round head with an orange bandana peeked out. Aden just froze in her step, staring at her former care taker's younger self. Dinner is ready in 30. Raph is prepping a bath for you, just up the stairs and left. I'm Mikey, by the way but I am sure you know that already."

Aden nodded her head while whispering an introduction. Don gave her a gentle push towards the stairs.

Once she reached the top, she turned her head to the left and was met with a giant spiky shell of a snapping turtle with the tail wagging happily.

"Raphael Hamato?", they asked timidly, feeling a bit out of place intruding on their life like that.

"Oh, you must be the kid from another dimension! Just call me Raph. I was not sure what you liked so I just prepped a bunch of my favourite bath salts and stuff. Looking at you, Leo's hoodie might be a bit big. But we can fix that after dinner. Uh, you know how to work a bath tub? (He was not sure if she even knew what a bath tub was. Did they have them where she comes from?)"

"I do. We did have them at home too.", Aden informed him, struggling to keep a straight face.

"Ah, good. Just checking. Leave your dirty stuff by the washer and no need to rush. When you are done, join us for dinner?"

And with that he left her standing in front of the open bathroom door. Watching him leave, Aden had wanted to thank him but just couldn't get a word out.

With a bummed outlook on life at the moment, the slamander yokai ran themselves a bath and sank into the warm bubbly water. It smelled like citrus and flowers.

Aden came down to what they assumed was the kitchen and a joyful mess of the four brothers, three women, a man, an old yokai and an old rat. When they were noticed, standing there, buried by Leo's hoodie, the banter quieted down significantly. "Ah just in time!", Mikey cheered at the sight of them. "Help me lay the table, dear?", the old yokai inquired as he placed a good amount of plates in her arms. "Follow me."

At the dinner table, it was obvious everyone held back on questions so Aden decided to take the initiative and thank them for everything.

"Not a problem, really."

"This is the most exciting thing happening in a while, I tell you."

...

"So, Aden, what do you think about finally meeting the Leonardo Hama-"

"Nardo, seriously."

"Dude, you can't just jump on that topic like that!"

"Leo, they have just escaped a second Kraang attack. We are heros unable to help her, be sensible for once."

"No, really, it is alright. The aliens were my standard tuesday for years. It is nothing new and; I am sorry, Donatello, for my reaction. You are right. It is dangerous and I should have known."

"You couldn't have, since other me has already left before your arrival. Although, I have a proposition. We take our time figuring out together how your gem stone works since time seems to be of no importance in your case and y-" "You be part of our little family for the time being!"

Aden jumped up, waving her arms in the air in panic.

"No, I couldn't ask that of you! I am forever grateful for everything already I could never-"

"WE INSIST!", everyone encouraged in union.

After everything was cleaned up, Raph invited her to his walk-in dresser to take measurements for a more fitting look (and because Leo wanted his favourite hoodie back for a sleepover planned later that week at his boyfriend's place).

"Wow those designs are really pretty!"

"Oh uh, thank you! Would you like to help me make your clothes?"

"I'd like that. Thank you, Raph!", Aden beamed at him.

"I mean we are technically family in another reality, so don't mention it. Anyway, what color were we thinking?"

"Surprise me."