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Disclaimer: TMNT isn’t mine and this is just a fan fiction writing. No money is being made on this story.
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I must be hallucinating! Yes, that is it, Donnie’s damn chemical must have… drug me, this whole thing is just one big acid trip! Yes, it's all in my head, I was probably playing with my dick the whole time, that’s why I came…”\n \nHands shaking, poking the boobs that were covered by his plastron, that statement started to feel more of a desperate attempt to deny the cold hard truth, staring at them, he started to wonder, wasn’t boobs suppose to be soft and bouncy, and what happen to the nipples?\n \nHe swore he felt it, yet the breasts were both just round and smooth, no signs of a nipple insight, considering if he should see if they were there, he stopped himself, remembering how it felt the last time he touch them, not wanting to go back to that clouded state, he needed answers and to do so he needed his mind clear.\n \nDebating if he had the strength to move from his spot to get to a mirror, Raph knew he had to either prove he was just wigging out, or this was real… yet the dark part of his mind told him that a mirror wasn’t going to help him, his voice alone was the dire truth… it was too feminine for him.\n \nTaking a breath, he wasn’t losing hope on the notion this was an acid trip of some sorts, looking over towards the doorway to the next room, he needed to go to the mirror to face his fears one way or another.\n \n-------------------------------******************----------------------------\n \n[b]Donnie POV[/b]\n\nHuffing, leaning against his desk, Donnie collapse to the ground, as his body was sweating uncontrollably in his suit, it took longer than he originally calculated to clean this mess in his lab.\n \nSure, he knew it would be a big job with only him working on it, but he didn’t suspect he would have to throw out so much.\n \nIt was either, things were beyond repair, or he just couldn’t figure out what they were before the explosion, in turn, gave him no other choice then chuck the stuff out.\n \nOf course not before making sure he disposed the harmful items properly to minimize the risk not just to his household, but to New York, for he would have to make a run to the junk yard to dispose of it later that night.\n \nRemoving his helmet Donnie hesitantly took a breath, noticing it had no odd odor to it, which made him breathe easier knowing the air vents were working the way he installed them.\n \nWith the room fully clean and nothing else he needed to take care of, Donnie placed his helmet on the desk looking at his door, biting his lip, should he check on Raph and apologize for his abrupt behavior, regardless it was the older brother that was much at blame, but in the end someone had to act like the adult here.\n \n“I should tell Raph that I’m sorry…,” taking a step forward, Donnie suddenly felt odd as he stumbled back, holding onto his desk for support, why was he feeling so woozy all the sudden?\n \nIt can’t be environmental, he made sure things were safe, as for his suit, there seemed to be no holes or anything to indicate it didn’t protect him when he was cleaning.\n \nBaffled, Donnie slowly removed the suit, noticing his body was feeling awkwardly warm, even for being in that suit.\n \nTaking a seat on his computer chair, he grabbed a thermometer from one of the drawers of his desk, popping it into his mouth.\n \nThen with his left hand, he placed his fingers on his neck to read his pulse, his heart rate was a bit higher than normal, nothing too alarming though.\n \nFor the thermometer, his temperature too was just a bit higher than the norm, wondering on what would cause this, Donnie looked around, should he do more tests?\n \nSure a fever and heart rate a bit on the high side, shouldn’t be so much alarming, yet again, he was in a middle of a chemical explosion, who knows he might be suffering from side effects he never considered.\n \nShaking his head, he sighed, he was over thinking things again, unless his symptoms escalate or he developed more severe ones, he needed not to worry.\n \nFor now he had other things to focus his attention to, for starters, he would have to go through his notes to reconstruct his experiment to see if he can get results to help his family out for mating season, considering his last one, exploded before he could record anything. Reaching for the laptop to turn it back on, which Donnie was thankful it wasn’t destroyed, he didn’t even pressed a key before he shifted in his seat feeling a bit uncomfortable.\n \nStopping what he was doing, a sickening feeling came over him, something in the back of his mind made him start to doubt his previous accusation on that he was fine.\n \nBefore he knew it, his body suddenly started to tingle, as he squeezed his thighs tightly from the slow pulsing pleasure that started to come from near his tail area.\n \nNot sure why he was getting this feeling or why there of all places, considering if he was a bit arouse the pleasure should be coming from his member that was in its hiding pocket in the front near the bottom of his plastron, not at his tail base.\n \nTrailing his hand towards the hidden seam, all the while becoming more excited by his actions, Donnie tried to calm his breathing, desperately attempting to take control of his hormones, which felt like they were on a rampage.\n \nHeart pounding, Donnie turned white as he realized he couldn’t find the hidden seam, he knew his body well, he wouldn’t mistaken of its location, yet it wasn’t there, looking down, he couldn’t see it, then he noticed the condition of his plastron, it wasn’t as thick as it use to be and it felt softer?\n \n“Ok, what’s going on...!” Donnie froze as his voice seemed not of his own, panicking trying to get up, the attempt failed as he was taken over by a burst of pleasure, forcing him to fall forward holding onto his desk for dear life, as he was still sitting partly on his chair.\n \nEyes widen, Donnie’s brain ran every possible scenario on what was going on; all the while he fought the sticky fog in his head that begged him to just focus on the ecstasy that was claiming him.\n \nBiting his lip to help him to fight back, whatever was happening; he couldn’t let it get the best of him, yet in the end he only lapsed, letting out a churr, wagging his tail for more.\n \n“Oh shell this feels good…” Donnie moaned again, breathing heavily as he could tell something was definitely going on with his body, yet part of him didn’t care, as the other part was trying to figure out why his voice now sounded so feminine.\n \nAttempting to move from his spot, Donnie managed to hold himself up using his hands against his desk, just only to witness two bulges forming from his chest area, were they breasts?\n \nAs they grew, he watched them, hypnotized on the shape, the size of them, and mere rate of their growth spurt, snapping out of it, Donnie managed to grab his bo staff using it as a walking cane to help him to his bathroom/washing station that was attached to his lab.\n \nEvery step he took his body shook in pleasure as he could feel himself getting closer to his climax, the question was, then what?\n \nWhat will happen if he did climax, having an orgasm in the condition he was in, how would it feel compared to a male one?\n \n“What… why am I thinking like this?” fear build up within Donnie, he was enjoying this a little too much.\n \nReaching for the door, Donnie lost his balance, stumbling into it, flattening out onto the ground hard.\n \nMoaning in pain from his beak from making contact to the ground, he reached up to the sink, pulling himself up, using his arms to support himself for his legs stop working.\n \nLooking at the small rectangular mirror that he really should clean some day, his face went white at the foreign girl that looked back at him.\n \nThere in the mirror, with the same color green as he was before, with the same color brown eyes, was a female turtle looking at him, she was beautiful he had to admit, she had a smaller shell than him, her beak was small yet cute, her face was kind, and sweet.\n \nThen it hit him, he was looking at himself!\n \n“This… this can’t be…,” Donnie shuttered, taking his hand to feel his face that felt different than his male one.\n \nNoticing his small hand with its lean, long fingers, Donnie wished deep down he was hallucinating, for how could this be possible, before he could do anything more his climax was reached, as he grabbed the sink firmly preventing him from falling, while he lowered his head closing his eyes, riding the wave of pure ecstasy that exploded within.\n \n“OH!! Mmmmm.”\n \nDonnie churred like nothing he has done before, all the while many urges came to him, one in particular that took him by surprise, the strong, undeniable desire to have a male there to mate with him, to fertilize his eggs.\n \nNot able to hold onto the sink any longer, Donnie collapse to the ground, passing out by the blow to the head.\n \n-----------------------------**************----------------------------------------------\n[b]\nMikey POV[/b]\n \nThe damp, dark sewers didn’t give the young turtle any comfort as he made his way home, it’s been hours now, sure Raph should be in a better mood right?\n \nOptimistic as usual, Mikey skipped a beat, humming to himself, while he listened to his headset.\n \nBecause the sewers were dreary, doesn’t mean he has too, and his music did help, the only thing was he had to remember to put them away when entering the lair, or Raph might destroy this set as well.\n \nMikey has been deep in thought, contemplating if he should lay off the practical jokes just a ted, all considering Raph has been more on the warpath of late, even on the little jokes he has been unleashing upon the big brother.\n \nStill, it was no fun picking on anyone else, Leo only ignored his trickster ways, as for Donnie he had his own set of threats that made the young turtle cringe in fright, taking Raph’s monstrous mood over dealing with Donnie, any time of day.\n \nSighing, Mikey really didn’t want to be a problem, he just gets so bored and he can’t help himself when that happens, besides it was his way to escape reality, not facing the pains of life, or the truth that he and his brothers are now alone.\n \nYears have passed since Master Splinter passed away from old age, he was older than any of them actually realized, being mutated at such a mature age, he was well into his fifties in human years when he started to take care of the turtles, it was only the matter of time for his heart to give out.\n \nHe did pass away peacefully with his sons surrounding him, loving him every moment he had left.\n \nYet after that day, it has not been easy at all, Leo has been struggling to keep balance of being a brother, leader and head of the family.\n \nDonnie and Mikey have been trying to help out, even Raph in his own way.\n \nDonnie oddly been managing the family part mostly, knowing Leo couldn’t handle it at the moment, considering Leo kept stating he wasn’t ready, doubting himself all the more.\n \nThat is why Mikey told Leo to start painting, so he can find himself, for it was obvious the elder turtle was having a mid life crisis at the age of 23…\n \nBiting his lip, Mikey pulled his headset off, staring at the door to the lair, maybe he should start stepping up more, stop hiding who he really is.\n \nSure, he is a trickster, a child at heart, but there are parts of him that is like Leo, other like Donnie, and lucky nothing was like Raph…\n \nThat said, he always hides behind his smile, playing the dumb card to avoid responsibility, to be frank, before he didn’t care, it was set up that was Leo’s or Donnie’s role, not his.\n \nYet things have changed, he can’t be a kid anymore, he still can be his playful self, but he needed to put the dumb card away for good, he was too old to play it anymore, as well deep down he was tired of playing it anyways, treated as such.\n \nPlacing his hand on the control panel entering the code, he waited for the door to open, as an odd odor invaded his nostrils, sneezing, Mikey rubbed his beak.\n \n“Was Donnie attempting to cook again?” Mikey gulped on the mental image, the horrors, the terror of seeing delicious food destroyed, charred to mere dust, Mikey swore one day he will be served soup from Donnie and find live eyeballs.\n \nShivering on the fact of all the horror movies he been binging the past couple nights, wasn’t doing justice to his already active imagination.\n \nBreathing through his mouth to let the smell pass, he found the lair silent, there was no one around, was everyone busy or out?\n \nTaking this as his lucky break, Mikey didn’t complain, he loved it when he gets the place to himself, no worries on his siblings yelling at him over something he actually didn’t do.\n \nEntering looking at the shelf beside the door to the sewers, Mikey pulled a box out revealing an hidden loose brick that no one knew about, his hiding place to put his headset and iPod into.\n \nTaking the power cored plugging it in, Mikey smiled at the make shift battery charger for his iPod that he actually made, which no one would believe him if they did find it, thinking he stole it off of Donnie.\n \nYet the orange clad turtle did make it, well after watching Donnie do such things so many times he figured it out, and he was quite proud of it, well… after it blew up his last two iPods, and Raph’s PSP which magically disappeared, before he actually got it to work properly.\n \nSure, if he asked Donnie to make one he would have saved those devices from such a fate, but he wanted to do it and didn’t want anyone to know about his stash.\n \nWell hidden again, his precious toys, Mikey realized he was sweaty from his jog, which was another thing no one knew he did, he stretched smiling to himself.\n \nHe like jogging around the sewers and parts of the park nearby that no humans ever really used, as a precaution, he did wear a hoodie to conceal himself, that he hid in the sewers near the exit he takes to get to the park.\n \nJogging every night helped, that he noticed for his high energy levels, which can get pretty dangerous resulting in him getting into a lot of trouble.\n \nSo he found his own way to manage it that wasn’t training, or meditation, and he really enjoyed how his body felt after a good jog, the best is when its raining, some reason it feels so good against his skin, as well the smell was just so luring and refreshing.\n \nHeading towards the bathroom, knowing by the fact of the time, there was no way Raph was still in there, even the pink dye prank, Raph by now must have got it out of his skin, he wasn’t worried running into the hot headed brother.\n \nThe thought of a hot shower, soothing his well worked out muscles was beckoning him, he should relax before his huffy brother comes around trying to beat the shit out of him.\n \nSmiling, Mikey considered on how he should play that one out, should he act like a scaredy cat and run, or plead his innocence… or should he for once, challenge Raph, which he knew he did have a chance if Raph is steaming through the seams.\n \nChuckling to himself all options were amusing, but for now the showers awaited him.\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"TMNT - Bitter Sweet Honey (Ch.2)
Warning: Mature constant, Gender swap, Foul language
Turtles are AU and Leo is 23 and Raph is 22, Donnie and Mikey are 20
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Raph POV
With the room steamed up leaving visibility to a minimal, Raph could only lay there on the cold cement floor in complete bliss, moaning and chirping wildly.
His body still feeling the orgasm he had just endured, he relished it, how his body felt warm and tingly, how he could feel his urge of wanting more.
Biting his lip, he dared to trail his hand down over his new grown breasts, noticing how they felt against his fingers, then he stopped when he came across what appeared to be the little swollen tips, were they nipples?
Curious, he couldn’t help it, squeezing the area gently, gasping for air, closing his eyes; shots of pleasure came from the area, as he could feel the hidden seam that hid a very sensitive soft nipple.
Breathing heavily, his mind was becoming once more clouded with an hot insatiable hunger swirled within, all the while he did start to wonder if he was dreaming or having a really weird day dream.
Yet it felt so real though, and sooo good… no dream could be as intense as this, unable to stop himself, he played with the nipple enjoying every moment, noticing how his body reacted to the different ways he touched it.
Moaning more, wanting this to never to end, the pleasure built up on top the already existing ecstasy he was experiencing, making him claw the ground, wagging his tail in surrender to his new sexual appetite.
Suddenly a part of him that still cling onto reality reminded him this wasn’t right there was something really wrong with him, shaking his head, he pulled his hands away whimpering on the notion, no matter what he can’t give into this, he was stronger than this.
Holding himself back from exploring more, which wasn’t easy for he could feel his body begging for him to test the waters, finally, after a grueling half an hour had past, the bliss slowly fade away, so he could think clearly once again.
Knowing he can’t find answers sprawled out on the bathroom floor, Raph attempted to get up.
Though he could tell his body wasn’t in any shape to do so, for the way it was trembling under his weight, with his exhausted muscles ached like he did five hours of lift training, he wasn’t sure if he could get off the floor, in his current state.
Not giving up, somehow Raph mustered all his strength he could manage to at least get himself to his knees, from there it was a slow tiring process to get to his feet, which almost was in vain when he lost his balance falling forward, yet luckily catching the wall in time, he used it to hold himself up.
Taking a breath, he has never felt so drained as he was experiencing at the moment in his life, why was he so exhausted, sure he had fun with himself multiple occasions, but never felt like this after words.
Leaning all his weight onto the wall, as sweat drip down his body, wishing he was under the shower with the cold water on full blast, Raph wonder if he should look down to see what he already knew was there, grinding his teeth, he dared, glancing down, there he could see was two beautifully perfect round smooth bulges, there was no mistake, they were boobs, real boobs?!
Hyperventilating, wishing he had a paper bag, he panicked, “This can’t be happening! I must be hallucinating! Yes, that is it, Donnie’s damn chemical must have… drug me, this whole thing is just one big acid trip! Yes, it's all in my head, I was probably playing with my dick the whole time, that’s why I came…”
Hands shaking, poking the boobs that were covered by his plastron, that statement started to feel more of a desperate attempt to deny the cold hard truth, staring at them, he started to wonder, wasn’t boobs suppose to be soft and bouncy, and what happen to the nipples?
He swore he felt it, yet the breasts were both just round and smooth, no signs of a nipple insight, considering if he should see if they were there, he stopped himself, remembering how it felt the last time he touch them, not wanting to go back to that clouded state, he needed answers and to do so he needed his mind clear.
Debating if he had the strength to move from his spot to get to a mirror, Raph knew he had to either prove he was just wigging out, or this was real… yet the dark part of his mind told him that a mirror wasn’t going to help him, his voice alone was the dire truth… it was too feminine for him.
Taking a breath, he wasn’t losing hope on the notion this was an acid trip of some sorts, looking over towards the doorway to the next room, he needed to go to the mirror to face his fears one way or another.
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Donnie POV
Huffing, leaning against his desk, Donnie collapse to the ground, as his body was sweating uncontrollably in his suit, it took longer than he originally calculated to clean this mess in his lab.
Sure, he knew it would be a big job with only him working on it, but he didn’t suspect he would have to throw out so much.
It was either, things were beyond repair, or he just couldn’t figure out what they were before the explosion, in turn, gave him no other choice then chuck the stuff out.
Of course not before making sure he disposed the harmful items properly to minimize the risk not just to his household, but to New York, for he would have to make a run to the junk yard to dispose of it later that night.
Removing his helmet Donnie hesitantly took a breath, noticing it had no odd odor to it, which made him breathe easier knowing the air vents were working the way he installed them.
With the room fully clean and nothing else he needed to take care of, Donnie placed his helmet on the desk looking at his door, biting his lip, should he check on Raph and apologize for his abrupt behavior, regardless it was the older brother that was much at blame, but in the end someone had to act like the adult here.
“I should tell Raph that I’m sorry…,” taking a step forward, Donnie suddenly felt odd as he stumbled back, holding onto his desk for support, why was he feeling so woozy all the sudden?
It can’t be environmental, he made sure things were safe, as for his suit, there seemed to be no holes or anything to indicate it didn’t protect him when he was cleaning.
Baffled, Donnie slowly removed the suit, noticing his body was feeling awkwardly warm, even for being in that suit.
Taking a seat on his computer chair, he grabbed a thermometer from one of the drawers of his desk, popping it into his mouth.
Then with his left hand, he placed his fingers on his neck to read his pulse, his heart rate was a bit higher than normal, nothing too alarming though.
For the thermometer, his temperature too was just a bit higher than the norm, wondering on what would cause this, Donnie looked around, should he do more tests?
Sure a fever and heart rate a bit on the high side, shouldn’t be so much alarming, yet again, he was in a middle of a chemical explosion, who knows he might be suffering from side effects he never considered.
Shaking his head, he sighed, he was over thinking things again, unless his symptoms escalate or he developed more severe ones, he needed not to worry.
For now he had other things to focus his attention to, for starters, he would have to go through his notes to reconstruct his experiment to see if he can get results to help his family out for mating season, considering his last one, exploded before he could record anything. Reaching for the laptop to turn it back on, which Donnie was thankful it wasn’t destroyed, he didn’t even pressed a key before he shifted in his seat feeling a bit uncomfortable.
Stopping what he was doing, a sickening feeling came over him, something in the back of his mind made him start to doubt his previous accusation on that he was fine.
Before he knew it, his body suddenly started to tingle, as he squeezed his thighs tightly from the slow pulsing pleasure that started to come from near his tail area.
Not sure why he was getting this feeling or why there of all places, considering if he was a bit arouse the pleasure should be coming from his member that was in its hiding pocket in the front near the bottom of his plastron, not at his tail base.
Trailing his hand towards the hidden seam, all the while becoming more excited by his actions, Donnie tried to calm his breathing, desperately attempting to take control of his hormones, which felt like they were on a rampage.
Heart pounding, Donnie turned white as he realized he couldn’t find the hidden seam, he knew his body well, he wouldn’t mistaken of its location, yet it wasn’t there, looking down, he couldn’t see it, then he noticed the condition of his plastron, it wasn’t as thick as it use to be and it felt softer?
“Ok, what’s going on...!” Donnie froze as his voice seemed not of his own, panicking trying to get up, the attempt failed as he was taken over by a burst of pleasure, forcing him to fall forward holding onto his desk for dear life, as he was still sitting partly on his chair.
Eyes widen, Donnie’s brain ran every possible scenario on what was going on; all the while he fought the sticky fog in his head that begged him to just focus on the ecstasy that was claiming him.
Biting his lip to help him to fight back, whatever was happening; he couldn’t let it get the best of him, yet in the end he only lapsed, letting out a churr, wagging his tail for more.
“Oh shell this feels good…” Donnie moaned again, breathing heavily as he could tell something was definitely going on with his body, yet part of him didn’t care, as the other part was trying to figure out why his voice now sounded so feminine.
Attempting to move from his spot, Donnie managed to hold himself up using his hands against his desk, just only to witness two bulges forming from his chest area, were they breasts?
As they grew, he watched them, hypnotized on the shape, the size of them, and mere rate of their growth spurt, snapping out of it, Donnie managed to grab his bo staff using it as a walking cane to help him to his bathroom/washing station that was attached to his lab.
Every step he took his body shook in pleasure as he could feel himself getting closer to his climax, the question was, then what?
What will happen if he did climax, having an orgasm in the condition he was in, how would it feel compared to a male one?
“What… why am I thinking like this?” fear build up within Donnie, he was enjoying this a little too much.
Reaching for the door, Donnie lost his balance, stumbling into it, flattening out onto the ground hard.
Moaning in pain from his beak from making contact to the ground, he reached up to the sink, pulling himself up, using his arms to support himself for his legs stop working.
Looking at the small rectangular mirror that he really should clean some day, his face went white at the foreign girl that looked back at him.
There in the mirror, with the same color green as he was before, with the same color brown eyes, was a female turtle looking at him, she was beautiful he had to admit, she had a smaller shell than him, her beak was small yet cute, her face was kind, and sweet.
Then it hit him, he was looking at himself!
“This… this can’t be…,” Donnie shuttered, taking his hand to feel his face that felt different than his male one.
Noticing his small hand with its lean, long fingers, Donnie wished deep down he was hallucinating, for how could this be possible, before he could do anything more his climax was reached, as he grabbed the sink firmly preventing him from falling, while he lowered his head closing his eyes, riding the wave of pure ecstasy that exploded within.
“OH!! Mmmmm.”
Donnie churred like nothing he has done before, all the while many urges came to him, one in particular that took him by surprise, the strong, undeniable desire to have a male there to mate with him, to fertilize his eggs.
Not able to hold onto the sink any longer, Donnie collapse to the ground, passing out by the blow to the head.
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Mikey POV
The damp, dark sewers didn’t give the young turtle any comfort as he made his way home, it’s been hours now, sure Raph should be in a better mood right?
Optimistic as usual, Mikey skipped a beat, humming to himself, while he listened to his headset.
Because the sewers were dreary, doesn’t mean he has too, and his music did help, the only thing was he had to remember to put them away when entering the lair, or Raph might destroy this set as well.
Mikey has been deep in thought, contemplating if he should lay off the practical jokes just a ted, all considering Raph has been more on the warpath of late, even on the little jokes he has been unleashing upon the big brother.
Still, it was no fun picking on anyone else, Leo only ignored his trickster ways, as for Donnie he had his own set of threats that made the young turtle cringe in fright, taking Raph’s monstrous mood over dealing with Donnie, any time of day.
Sighing, Mikey really didn’t want to be a problem, he just gets so bored and he can’t help himself when that happens, besides it was his way to escape reality, not facing the pains of life, or the truth that he and his brothers are now alone.
Years have passed since Master Splinter passed away from old age, he was older than any of them actually realized, being mutated at such a mature age, he was well into his fifties in human years when he started to take care of the turtles, it was only the matter of time for his heart to give out.
He did pass away peacefully with his sons surrounding him, loving him every moment he had left.
Yet after that day, it has not been easy at all, Leo has been struggling to keep balance of being a brother, leader and head of the family.
Donnie and Mikey have been trying to help out, even Raph in his own way.
Donnie oddly been managing the family part mostly, knowing Leo couldn’t handle it at the moment, considering Leo kept stating he wasn’t ready, doubting himself all the more.
That is why Mikey told Leo to start painting, so he can find himself, for it was obvious the elder turtle was having a mid life crisis at the age of 23…
Biting his lip, Mikey pulled his headset off, staring at the door to the lair, maybe he should start stepping up more, stop hiding who he really is.
Sure, he is a trickster, a child at heart, but there are parts of him that is like Leo, other like Donnie, and lucky nothing was like Raph…
That said, he always hides behind his smile, playing the dumb card to avoid responsibility, to be frank, before he didn’t care, it was set up that was Leo’s or Donnie’s role, not his.
Yet things have changed, he can’t be a kid anymore, he still can be his playful self, but he needed to put the dumb card away for good, he was too old to play it anymore, as well deep down he was tired of playing it anyways, treated as such.
Placing his hand on the control panel entering the code, he waited for the door to open, as an odd odor invaded his nostrils, sneezing, Mikey rubbed his beak.
“Was Donnie attempting to cook again?” Mikey gulped on the mental image, the horrors, the terror of seeing delicious food destroyed, charred to mere dust, Mikey swore one day he will be served soup from Donnie and find live eyeballs.
Shivering on the fact of all the horror movies he been binging the past couple nights, wasn’t doing justice to his already active imagination.
Breathing through his mouth to let the smell pass, he found the lair silent, there was no one around, was everyone busy or out?
Taking this as his lucky break, Mikey didn’t complain, he loved it when he gets the place to himself, no worries on his siblings yelling at him over something he actually didn’t do.
Entering looking at the shelf beside the door to the sewers, Mikey pulled a box out revealing an hidden loose brick that no one knew about, his hiding place to put his headset and iPod into.
Taking the power cored plugging it in, Mikey smiled at the make shift battery charger for his iPod that he actually made, which no one would believe him if they did find it, thinking he stole it off of Donnie.
Yet the orange clad turtle did make it, well after watching Donnie do such things so many times he figured it out, and he was quite proud of it, well… after it blew up his last two iPods, and Raph’s PSP which magically disappeared, before he actually got it to work properly.
Sure, if he asked Donnie to make one he would have saved those devices from such a fate, but he wanted to do it and didn’t want anyone to know about his stash.
Well hidden again, his precious toys, Mikey realized he was sweaty from his jog, which was another thing no one knew he did, he stretched smiling to himself.
He like jogging around the sewers and parts of the park nearby that no humans ever really used, as a precaution, he did wear a hoodie to conceal himself, that he hid in the sewers near the exit he takes to get to the park.
Jogging every night helped, that he noticed for his high energy levels, which can get pretty dangerous resulting in him getting into a lot of trouble.
So he found his own way to manage it that wasn’t training, or meditation, and he really enjoyed how his body felt after a good jog, the best is when its raining, some reason it feels so good against his skin, as well the smell was just so luring and refreshing.
Heading towards the bathroom, knowing by the fact of the time, there was no way Raph was still in there, even the pink dye prank, Raph by now must have got it out of his skin, he wasn’t worried running into the hot headed brother.
The thought of a hot shower, soothing his well worked out muscles was beckoning him, he should relax before his huffy brother comes around trying to beat the shit out of him.
Smiling, Mikey considered on how he should play that one out, should he act like a scaredy cat and run, or plead his innocence… or should he for once, challenge Raph, which he knew he did have a chance if Raph is steaming through the seams.
Chuckling to himself all options were amusing, but for now the showers awaited him.
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