DONNIE SPEAKS JAPANESE! KNOW I CAN ACTUALLY WRITE THAT INTO MY FANFICS!

Well damn

How did this happen? Thanks

HOLD ON!!!

What if that bitch Kitsune is an actual KITSUNE!? LIKE THE YOKAI!!

Chapter 3 Part 2

“LEO!! I’M HERE!! I-NGH”

A sharp blow hit the orange turtles head. A cold dark substance came dripping down from the point of contact.

“Shut up you little pest! Do you not understand what keep quiet means!” The voice of his attacker was stern and annoyed but also not that much different from the jerks at Eastman High.

“You know if you keep knocking him senseless he won’t be able to hear you and we’ll lose the only target you managed to capture.” The second voice sounded much more familiar than the last. The two voices continued to argue as they faded into the distance and reality continued to blur. Blood now slowly dripped and splattered across the left side of his body. The side Mikey was hit. Though he was basically knocked senseless and was only held up by the two figures too his side now basically carrying him Mikey did know this;

There is no way he could escape on his own now.

But all that Mikey could think about was his brothers. If he shouted for them who knows how long it would take for them to find him. And if by some miracle they came what would happen? Would they manage to even escape after what happened last time? What if they got captured too?

And what about his dad? How would he react knowing his youngest son was missing? The last time this happened on the night of Superfly’s fight he was absolutely livid. But that was when April had known where they were and the 4 turtle warriors were still together. Still had someone there for them. How would anyone find him if even he didn’t know where he was?

‘Where are you guys? Everything hurts. Please. . .’

Mikey could feel his conscience slip away and far from his grasp as he wheezed for air. Tears dripped down from his pain-filled eyes bringing only a slight feeling of relief to the wounds they touched. He was wounded, afraid, and so utterly alone.

‘Please come.’ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Mikey!!”

After 3 hours of scouring the city, 2 missed calls from their dad, and one sad long last attempt to find their brother, Donnie, Raph, and Leo returned home to the lair. Almost as soon as they walked up to the door their father rushed in front of it. Hands on his hips and a concerned yet stern look on his face Splinter started his questioning. “Where have you boys been?! It is almost midnight?! Why have you been ignoring my calls?! I thought something bad happened to yo-”

He stopped when he saw the looks on his sons’ faces and realized that only three were standing there in front of him. “Where is Mikey?” Splinter said his voice losing its strength and filling with fear.

Donnie looked to the floor numbly, his eyes wet and about pour tears, as Raph and Leo looked at each other. Finally Raph worked up the courage to admit the harsh cold truth.

“We don’t know. Someone took him. We tried to stop them! But-” He stopped when he realized that he couldn’t continue without letting the lump in his throat be heard.

And so they stood there in shock, silence, and fear.

What happens now?

Alrighty that took way longer to organize and type than I thought.

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The B in B-Team stands for ✨bachelors✨.

I thought they did at first but I don’t think so(but still maybe I could be being dramatic)

I just realized that they got rid of Raph’s scar on his plastron in Tottmnt 🥺😩

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we all wish we could have that somone who gives us as much happiness that April brings to Leo

his smile when he sees April ☹️

He’s so boopable rn

two more for the collection(cept I don’t know which one is trans on the team b)

I've found a new trope I love, and it's "identical twins except one of them is trans so they're not identical anymore". It's glorious.

Goofy lil mf