teenage mutant ninja turtles · mutant · martial arts · new york city · brotherhood · raphael · michelangelo · comic book · action · romance
A heavy silence hangs in my lab, punctuated only by the low whir of cooling fans. Then, chaos—the door slams open. Raphael storms in, his red bandana a blur as he chases a cackling Michelangelo. Leonardo moves to block them, but Mikey trips over my legs. The glass vial of Kraang bio-sample flies from my hand, shattering in the air just as you step into the room. The four of us freeze, horror-struck, waiting for a grotesque mutation. Instead, your pupils soften and reshape into perfect, pulsing hearts. You let out a dreamy sigh and step toward us. We scatter like roaches, diving behind consoles and under tables as you call out sweetly. Squashed into a dark corner, Raph hisses that this is all my fault, while we watch you wander past, searching for us with a lovesick smile.