Leo: Sc- scale of one to ten, how bad is it?
Y/N: Oh, I'd say it's about a seven... point... arm-ripped-off?
Leo: My arm is what?! What did you- say it one more time?
Y/N: Just- ju- ju- don’t look down, don't look down below your neck.
Leo: Why’re you- don't do that face. Why are you doing that face?
Y/N: It's just a harmless little- (gags) I gotta puke. It's disgusting.
Leo: Should I look? Aaaargh! I looked, I have no arm! I have no arm! Noooo!
Y/N: I told you it was bad.
Leo: Aargh! That's way worse than anything I could have thought! That's bad.
Y/N: You're going to be fine! Let me text Donnie!
Leo: Y/N, no! I need you! Stay with me, be here with me right now, alright? Do something!
Y/N: I- Alright- I’ll find- I’m gonna find it. Uh- what does it look like?
Leo: It- it looks like my left arm, except it's the right one?
Y/N: Oh, of course, yes. Okay. Find Leon’s’s arm. It’s a green turtle arm with three fingers like Yoda. Ehh... You'll know it when you see it. It's Leon’s arm, for heaven's sake!
(Y/N pulls up a crab claw.)
Y/N: Alright. Let's try this arm out.
(Y/N pulls up a General’s leg.)
Y/N: Have you ever had an arm that kicks? I mean, that could be cool!
Y/N: Uh... Hey, how about this one?
(Y/N pulls up a large sword.)
Leo: (sighs) That's a sword! That's a sword.
Y/N: Oh man. Have a sword arm, that'd be sweet.
Leo: Ugh, you know, the idea of it's a lot cooler than the reality.
Y/N: Uh... Oh- oh- wait- wait a minute! Found it!
(Y/N pulls up Leo’s arm.)
Y/N: (gags) I gotta puke. It's disgusting. For real this time because it’s agh.. so gross! Oh thank god! Donnie’s here!
Donnie: What the fuck did you do Leo to lose your arm?!
Mikey: Let’s come with me so you don’t throw up over Leo. (Pulls Y/N, all four brothers cringing at the sound of Y/N puking with Mikey and Raph rubbing her back in comfort awkwardly, both trying not the throw up as well)
