"I'm scared," Michelangelo whimpers.
"Oh hush. You'll live," Annalise teases.
Victim #4: Michelangelo
Dare: Watch Raph destroy one of your video games.
M: *nearly faints*
A: *hugs Mikey* Are you trying to kill him?!
R: *devious grin*
L: *chuckles*
Don: Ooo, I like this one.
Des: *sigh* Pin him down.
M: NO NO NO NO!
L & Don: *grabs Mikey*
R: There's so many games...which one to choose, that is the question.
M: PLEASE NO!
R: Oh! Super Space Ninjas!
M: I HAVEN'T FINISHED THAT YET!
R: Sorry bro. *smashes disk*
M: *teary anime eyes*
Truth: Who's funnier? You or Annalise?
M: *pouts*
A: Mikeykinz, Raph said he was sorry.
M: *pouts harder*
A: Please answer the question.
M: *pouting intensifies*
A: How about...you're funnier than me, and... *pulls out Super Space Ninjas game*...I give you this extra copy of your game?
M: *squeals* LISEY BEAR I LOVE YOU! *kisses*
Dare: Read a love letter to the girl of your choice.
M: Pfft. No problem.
Dare: ...who isn't your wife.
M: WHAT?! WHO COMES UP WITH THESE?!
M: Oh. Hey.
S: I'm quite enjoying this.
Every turtle: I'm not.
M: Joke's on you! I don't have a love letter! *sticks out tongue*
A pre-written love letter appears in his lap.
M: Huh?
H: *giggles*
R: Just read it to someone. *holds Taylor closer*
T: Raphie, control yourself.
Don: *Hugs Sarina closer*
S: *chuckles*
Mikey looks around the room, trying to decide. He would like to live longer, so he nixes Taylor immediately. Sarina, he would, but Donnie gets kind of freaky about girls he likes.
Only one choice left...
M: Destiny, allow me to read you this lovely little tidbit.
L: WHY IS IT ALWAYS MY WIFE?!
M: *sighs* "My love, my angel. As much as I try, when I approach you I feel like an "ugly duckling" next to a fascinating, natty, elegant swan. Your voice is sensual, your gestures are elegant, and you make me feel like a better turtle. Your soft-spoken and paused talk, and your intelligent and relevant remarks. I'll do anything to always keep you close to me because I love to feel the touch of your kind but affectionate hands. I love to feel the brush of your fingertips on my face, and I especially love to feel your lips joining mine. But your apparent beauty and elegance are just a reflection of your soul, which is good and very bright, and this is what makes me like you even more. This is what makes you so beautiful..."
Des: That sounds familiar...
L: *eyes widen* Hey! I wrote that!
H: *giggles again*
R: What?
T: I second that.
Des: That's one of the letters he sent me while he was away in Africa. *smiles*
M: Dude...you are soooo mushy.
L: I MISSED HER! So sue me.
Des: I thought it was adorable. *snuggles close to him*
A: Ugh, I'm glad you didn't read that to me.
M: And that's why I love you.
Truth: Which do you love more? Pizza or Annalise?
M: Uh...
L: Another toughie.
R: This should be interesting.
M: Annalise.
Don: Is this like Leo's?
M: Pizza can't love me and hug me close and have-
A: Don't say that last thing.
M: *winks* I'll save that for later.
Des: There are kids in the other room!
R: If they've heard anything, they're already scarred.
Dare: Grope Taylor and deal with the consequences.
R: I WILL KILL YOU!
M: I WASN'T GONNA DO IT!
R: *growls and hugs Taylor close, hands traveling to her chest* These are mine.
T: Raph! Not in front of the others!
M: I've got my own! *points to Annalise*
Des: And just like that, we're reduced to just "pairs of boobs".
Don: Well, we already know that Leo thinks yours are cute and perfect.
L: WE DO NOT SPEAK OF THAT NIGHT!
S: Where Raph and Casey were princesses?
R: WE DO NOT SPEAK OF THAT NIGHT.
Don: *chuckles* Besides, Sarina's are best.
T: Next question please. Before we have to have a boob competition.
Turtles: *imaginations go wild*
Dare: Veggies instead of pizza for a day.
M: I will smack someone with my nunchucks.
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Together As Mutants (Book Six)
FanfictionNew York is at peace. Shredder has been defeated, his minions scattered, and the Kraang have been neutralized. The threat of Mutacorp is no more. The Purple Dragons still operate in the slummy alleyways of the great city, but with no one to pay them...
