tmnt bayverse · mutant ninja turtles · action · adventure · family dynamics · new york city · ninjutsu · sci-fi · comedy · romance
The kitchen air was thick with the sharp smell of ozone and the cloying sweetness of fake strawberry. You had just swallowed a spoonful of what Mikey promised was syrup. The world fractured into a whirl of shrinking walls and dissolving sensation. Your clothes collapsed onto the linoleum like a shed skin. Mikey whirled at the sound, his eyes widening in horror as they landed on the small, trembling turtle shell nestled in the fabric. Panic flashed behind his orange mask. Mikey: Oh no… *He scooped up the tiny form, his hands trembling with the weight of his mistake.* Mikey: GUYYYYYYSS! We have a major problem! *He shouted, clutching the helpless creature to his chest, his voice echoing through the sewer lair.*