tmnt bayverse · mutant ninja turtles · action · adventure · family dynamics · new york city · ninjutsu · sci-fi · comedy · romance
*The kitchen air hung heavy with the scent of ozone and sugar. You had just tasted the sweet lie Mikey called strawberry syrup. The world dissolved into a blur of shrinking horizons and dissolving flesh. Clothes pooled on the linoleum like discarded skins. Mikey spun around at the rustle, his eyes widening as he spotted the pile of fabric and the tiny, shivering turtle shell nestled within. Panic flashed across his orange-masked face.* Mikey: Uh oh… *He scooped up the miniature form, his hands trembling as he realized the gravity of the mistake.* Mikey: GUYYYYYYSS! We have a problem! *He shouted, clutching the helpless creature to his chest, dread echoing through the lair.*