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Enjoy :)

0o0

So what do we have here *silently laughing in a corner*", "writing": "[i][b]Chapter 13: Identifications... [/b][/i]\n\nDon [i]really hoped [/i]this was Leo’s last day. As the leader was starting to become a lot more needy than usual. And by that he met it almost every hour he needed some action, he knew that Leo gets rather active, but he wasn’t this bad!\n\nIn fact the smart turtle hardly got to work on any of his inventions due to his mate’s pestering.\n\n[i]His hormones are especially worst in the morning...[/i]\n\nHere he was sitting on the table with Raph across from him, currently fixed on a newspaper like he usually is during breakfast. And judging by the almost stoic expression it was nothing but news, if there was ever a motorcycle panel or anything about sports, there was this… tinkle in his eyes.\n\nMikey was standing ahead of them in front of the stove, his hands busy in making pancakes for them. He seemed to be in a good mood as he hummed a tune with each skillful flip of the fried batter flew into the air before perfectly landing on the plate in his other hand.\n\nDonatello sighed, tightening his fist slightly to control himself.\n\n“You better not add so many chocolate chips in them this time Mikey.” Raph groused looking away from his news paper for a second to stare at the youngest.\n\n“Don’t worry, they’re regular this time.” Mikey replied in a honey tone.\n\nThe third oldest rolled his green eyes before looking back at his paper.\n\nDonatello swallowed harshly, wondering just what got him in this situation in the first place.\n\nHe shut his eyes, this in turn caused him to pinch the bridge of his beak, he almost wished he had a migraine right now. Though he might get his wish.\n\n“Got a headache genius?” Raph asked staring at the other with a single eye.\n\n“Not quite…” Don muttered shifting on his seat a little.\n\nMichelangelo finally got his skyscraper-height stack of flapjacks on the table.\n\n“Alright dig in.” He said in a somewhat cheerful manner before grabbing at least 6 pancakes from the center and stacking them on his plate. And already he was adding sprinkles and chocolate chips on top, he was about to reach for the syrup, but an emerald hand snatched if first.\n\n“Hey!” Mikey yelled glaring at the older.\n\nRaph only chuckled in an almost evil manner as he poured the golden brown syrup on his own breakfast. Making sure to purposely pour slowly to have the other wait.\n\nMikey was about to take it away when noticed that the same amount of pancakes remained after Raph got his. A baby blue eye casted towards Don’s direction, and sure enough his plate was free of pancakes. “Hey you alright bro?”\n\nThe genius didn’t respond, instead he lost the hold of his face before lifting both hands on the table so the elbows were on the table and plopped his head on his open palms.\n\nSeriously… of all times it had to be now?!\n\n“Hey, earth to Donnie!” Raph called out, looking away from the news paper, at the same while making the purple banded turtle jump up.\n\n“What?” Donatello answered.\n\nMikey managed to snatch the syrup away and used the opportunity to pour some of the thick liquid on the flapjacks. But at the same time he noticed Donatello’s different atmosphere. “Something wrong dude?”\n\n“Uh, no… it’s okay, I just…” There was a shudder in his shoulders, the younger brothers could have sworn they saw a sheen shine to Don’s forehead.\n\n“I just…” The genius couldn’t finish when he squeezed his eyes for half a second.\n\n“You kinda look sick, are you okay?” Mike added leaning in slightly.\n\nDonatello opened his eyes widely when there was the sound of a chair sliding away from the table. The orange banded turtle was up on his feet to see what was wrong, but the second he was on his feet, just watching Don’s eyes snap wider in horror at him made the younger stop.\n\nThen he smelled it.\n\nRaph watched in utter confusion when both Mikey and Don turned red. The younger then returned to his seat silently, making sure to scoot away from Donatello as much as possible.\n\nRaph narrowed his eyes. “The shell?”\n\nNeither saw Raph when he said that, this only infuriated him. “Okay, what the hell is going on!?” He shouted, the entire table went still on that, his brother’s own red faces looked at him in surprise.\n\n“What is wrong with you?” Raph question staring at Donatello noticing that his neck muscles were taut in stress. The said turtle lowered his gaze, and for a quick second there was a groan?\n\nThe genius could not look at anyone as his face brighten redder than a tomato.\n\n“I…-I have to go!” He squealed rapidly and spun around from his seat and run off, his shell facing the two brothers.\n\nMikey looked away with a mild-horrified look on his face, clearly loosing his appetite.\n\nRaph was still too confused and angry for this, but he wanted answers so he quickly got up and went to search for his frantic brother.\n\nMichelangelo remained at the table, the smell was still strong, and it was quickly making his head spin.\n\nHe also got up to race to either his room or bathroom, he wasn’t going to take care of his own... [i]problem[/i] in front of anyturtle any time soon.\n\nHe wondered why the heck would Leo relieve Donnie’s ehem… [i]tool[/i] under the breakfast table for crying out loud!?\n\nAnd it was bad enough that he was soon getting into his own season soon…\n\nIf his brothers don’t take care of it now, Mikey didn’t know what was going to happen when he really does go into his cycle…", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Chapter 13: Identifications...

Don really hoped this was Leo’s last day. As the leader was starting to become a lot more needy than usual. And by that he met it almost every hour he needed some action, he knew that Leo gets rather active, but he wasn’t this bad!

In fact the smart turtle hardly got to work on any of his inventions due to his mate’s pestering.

His hormones are especially worst in the morning...

Here he was sitting on the table with Raph across from him, currently fixed on a newspaper like he usually is during breakfast. And judging by the almost stoic expression it was nothing but news, if there was ever a motorcycle panel or anything about sports, there was this… tinkle in his eyes.

Mikey was standing ahead of them in front of the stove, his hands busy in making pancakes for them. He seemed to be in a good mood as he hummed a tune with each skillful flip of the fried batter flew into the air before perfectly landing on the plate in his other hand.

Donatello sighed, tightening his fist slightly to control himself.

“You better not add so many chocolate chips in them this time Mikey.” Raph groused looking away from his news paper for a second to stare at the youngest.

“Don’t worry, they’re regular this time.” Mikey replied in a honey tone.

The third oldest rolled his green eyes before looking back at his paper.

Donatello swallowed harshly, wondering just what got him in this situation in the first place.

He shut his eyes, this in turn caused him to pinch the bridge of his beak, he almost wished he had a migraine right now. Though he might get his wish.

“Got a headache genius?” Raph asked staring at the other with a single eye.

“Not quite…” Don muttered shifting on his seat a little.

Michelangelo finally got his skyscraper-height stack of flapjacks on the table.

“Alright dig in.” He said in a somewhat cheerful manner before grabbing at least 6 pancakes from the center and stacking them on his plate. And already he was adding sprinkles and chocolate chips on top, he was about to reach for the syrup, but an emerald hand snatched if first.

“Hey!” Mikey yelled glaring at the older.

Raph only chuckled in an almost evil manner as he poured the golden brown syrup on his own breakfast. Making sure to purposely pour slowly to have the other wait.

Mikey was about to take it away when noticed that the same amount of pancakes remained after Raph got his. A baby blue eye casted towards Don’s direction, and sure enough his plate was free of pancakes. “Hey you alright bro?”

The genius didn’t respond, instead he lost the hold of his face before lifting both hands on the table so the elbows were on the table and plopped his head on his open palms.

Seriously… of all times it had to be now?!

“Hey, earth to Donnie!” Raph called out, looking away from the news paper, at the same while making the purple banded turtle jump up.

“What?” Donatello answered.

Mikey managed to snatch the syrup away and used the opportunity to pour some of the thick liquid on the flapjacks. But at the same time he noticed Donatello’s different atmosphere. “Something wrong dude?”

“Uh, no… it’s okay, I just…” There was a shudder in his shoulders, the younger brothers could have sworn they saw a sheen shine to Don’s forehead.

“I just…” The genius couldn’t finish when he squeezed his eyes for half a second.

“You kinda look sick, are you okay?” Mike added leaning in slightly.

Donatello opened his eyes widely when there was the sound of a chair sliding away from the table. The orange banded turtle was up on his feet to see what was wrong, but the second he was on his feet, just watching Don’s eyes snap wider in horror at him made the younger stop.

Then he smelled it.

Raph watched in utter confusion when both Mikey and Don turned red. The younger then returned to his seat silently, making sure to scoot away from Donatello as much as possible.

Raph narrowed his eyes. “The shell?”

Neither saw Raph when he said that, this only infuriated him. “Okay, what the hell is going on!?” He shouted, the entire table went still on that, his brother’s own red faces looked at him in surprise.

“What is wrong with you?” Raph question staring at Donatello noticing that his neck muscles were taut in stress. The said turtle lowered his gaze, and for a quick second there was a groan?

The genius could not look at anyone as his face brighten redder than a tomato.

“I…-I have to go!” He squealed rapidly and spun around from his seat and run off, his shell facing the two brothers.

Mikey looked away with a mild-horrified look on his face, clearly loosing his appetite.

Raph was still too confused and angry for this, but he wanted answers so he quickly got up and went to search for his frantic brother.

Michelangelo remained at the table, the smell was still strong, and it was quickly making his head spin.

He also got up to race to either his room or bathroom, he wasn’t going to take care of his own... problem in front of anyturtle any time soon.

He wondered why the heck would Leo relieve Donnie’s ehem… tool under the breakfast table for crying out loud!?

And it was bad enough that he was soon getting into his own season soon…

If his brothers don’t take care of it now, Mikey didn’t know what was going to happen when he really does go into his cycle…", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Blue Reasons: Chapter 13", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "70" }