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“All I’m saying is it’s kind of nice to have some of the heat off our shells for once.”, Leo defended, raising his arms from the back of the couch.
The leader terrapin and his brothers sat in April’s and yours shared living room, the small old square tv in the center casting the news of events from a few hours prior. The headline “Super Market Robbery Put To A Quick Halt” streamed across the bottom of a recorded video of New Yorkers friendly (s/p) swinging off screen.
“I miss kicking bad guy butt, but you do have a point bro.”, Mikey agreed, finishing off another pizza slice. “When’s the last time we got to finish a whole pizza in one sitting?!”
“You mean all of us or just you? Cuz I can tell ya the answer to that real quick.”, Raph jested, his younger brother ignoring him in favor of grabbing another slice.
Shaking off a slice offered by Donnie, Leo cheekily smirked at Raph.
“You’re still just mad at the fact they totally whipped your behind when we first met.”
Raph, grumbling, jabbed a digit towards the his brother.
“Yeah, well I didn’t exactly see ya win the fight either. In fact, if I remember correctly they had ya danglin’ by Mikey’s nun-chucks.”
With a dreamy sigh, ignoring the heat rising between both brothers, Mikey spoke through a mouth full of cheese.
“That was so hot how they did it, too~.”
Finishing his own slice and returning to a gadget in hand, Donnie let out a light chuckle.
“You say that but you don’t even know them.”
“Don’t you know actions speak louder than words?!”, Mikey swooned across Leo’s lap, the later shoving him of with an eye roll. “Besides, I already know who they are anyways.”
At this, all turtles stopped what they were doing, sharply turning to the youngest with curiosity brimming in their eyes. Was this it? Were the boys finally going to find out who the mystery person behind the mask was after all this time of fighting crime side by side?
“You saw their face?!”, all boys shouted in unison, leaning in towards the yellow bandanna turtle.
With a big smile, and kicking his feet up onto the coffee table, Mikey replied.
“Nope!”
All brothers deadpanned, but before any could retort back, Mikey continued.
“Don’t need to. I finally figured out who they are.”
Leo chuckled incredulously, sitting back once more.
“We already went over this Mikey. It’s not April.”
“Or Master Shredder.”, came Donnie’s chime in.
“Or that one guy runnin around’n a rat costume.”, added Raph.
Mikey shook his head with a mildly irritated groan at his brothers mentions of his past theories to (s/p)’s true identity.
“Just hear me out! I know I’ve got it this time!”
Each ninja turtle listened doubtfully but motioned for Mikey to go on.
“It’s clearly the cute delivery person. Why else would they leave me an extra slice of triple cheese, deluxe pepperoni?”, he smiled wide, making a mind blowing motion with his hands.
“Uhm, because they didn’t want to waste any food at the end of the night? You’d be surprised how much humans throw out at closing.”, Donnie expressed knowledgeably.
Falling back defeatedly into the sofa with crossed arms, Mikey huffed.
“Well since you’re such a genius, who do you think it is, Don?”
Donnie thought for a moment, adjusting his glasses.
“The odds of us guessing who it is, or if we even know the person in such a heavily populated city is statistically extremely low.”
Mikey rolled his head back with a loud groan and Leo laughed.
“Come on, Don. You gotta guess someone. Anyone.”
Donnie’s face scrunched up as he truly tried, Leo and Mikey throwing out more theories on who they thought the mystery person could be. Slightly frustrated, the leaner brother nodded his head towards Raphael.
“Why don’t you guys ask Raph? He always seems to have something smart to say.”
Playing with the toothpick between his teeth, Raph chuckled before throwing a thumb back to the kitchen.
“Obviously, it’s that dork.”
All eyes turned towards the human in the kitchen, the smell of cinnamon rolls in the oven wafting around them. Even though Raphael had been 100% joking around, the cogs in each of the four brothers brains began to turn as they gazed at none other than you.
You, who stood in the kitchen with disheveled hair and wrinkly pajamas after waking from what was supposed to be a thirty minute nap turned six, were the only person neither of the ninja brothers had ever thought to consider. However, now watching as you carefully studied an oven mitt, they started to notice things they hadn’t before. You were about the right height and size as (s/p). Thinking back to certain moments, the brothers also realized how some of the things you both would say sounded similar. Heck, in some sense, even your voices sounded somewhat the same. It also seemed to be quite the coincidence that whenever their spidery friend swung off after defeating some baddies, you would show up moments later. Could it be? Could you truly be the person that occupied the ninja turtles minds with your spectacular crime fighting powers and personality?!
Just as lightbulbs in the brothers minds were about to go off, they had all witnessed you toss the oven mitt in the air and try to, very unsuccessfully, karate jab your hand into said mitt, only for it to fall splat to the tiled floor.
“Eeeyeeeeah, scratch that. I like Mikey’s rat costume guy betta.”, Raph spoke turning back around with his brothers.
“Oh come on! You’re never gonna let that go, huh?!”, Mikey exasperated as another round of argumentative theories sprung up between the four.
Too lost in each others reasonings for why or why not (s/p) could be this or that person, the four brothers missed you accidentally webbing your oven mitt to the ceiling in a re-attempt at earliers action, a panicked look quickly finding place on your face as you rushed to get it free.
