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Body quickly moved out of the way of his flailing arms and legs, the harsh reaction WORRISOME to the brunette. One moment, she was avoiding being CLOBBERED by the orange bara and the next, she suddenly found her legs trapped within his embrace. Normally she would have playfully SLAPPED him in the back of his head with the way he was touching her ass, but since he clearly didn’t realize what part of her body was what he was touching, she let it go. Michaelangelo seemed pretty shaken up about the nightmare anyways, so that’s what she would focus on.
“Mikey, it’s fine. It was just a dream. You’re SAFE here.” Having been PLOPPED down into his lap, she was about eye-level with him, but the turtle seemed to still be doubting if he was awake or not, gaze scanning the room in mild FEAR. Hands grabbed hold of cheeks and forced him to look at her, eyes soft and understanding. “You’re SAFE, Michaelangelo. Forget about the dream, focus on me.” Thumbs would brush gently against the youngest brother’s scaly cheeks, the texture a lot smoother than she had originally guessed.
