Chapter Three: Waking

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((Someday i'll go back in time and see you're okay.))

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Michael, Don and Leon all followed Raph to the home they had in the sewers. They didn't bring any rides to use this time around, so they simply used their feet, and knowledge of the sewer line to make their way back. Strangely, Leon had fallen a little bit more into silence, while only cracking a couple wise ones here and there- when something interesting happened.

Mikey had started to slightly beatbox along the way, the blue clad turtle joining in a little sloppily as he had quickly become entertained.

Don had also joined in, unleashing a new rap song- to match the fast pace they were travelling to get back home. The purple banded softshell seemed to be tinkering around with something in his hands- likely getting ready to perform a checkup on the stranger resting in Raphael's arms when they do reach their home.

Between both Splinter and Don, they would probably be able to get this new turtle back into shape.

Despite how Splinter seemed to be most of the time, Don learned all he needed to learn from the aged rat. Even if he was mostly lazy, and spent most of his time watching television and gorging himself out on ice cream- he obviously had to have good medical knowledge to keep the boys safe when they were youngeer. Namely considering just how often Raphael would get himself hurt from attempting to keep his brothers safe.

It seems some things never really change, do they?

"We are almost there." Don muttered, out, before jumping over a random object that was in his path. See you there in a minute, I'm going to go get prepared to look at him." the taller of the disaster twins pulled down his goggles and sprinted off ahead, using one of the many, many mechanisms he had made to progress further in a shorter amount of time. It was easy to note that he still had the cooler full of neopolitan ice cream.

Initially, Leon had opted to ditch it, but the intellectual had the feeling that it was more than just a strangely boistrous amount of a comfort food in a non-typical container.

"Aww, I wish I had my own, convenient call-out backpack rocket." Leon muttered, before crossing his arms a bit with a pout. "Donnie get's all the cool stuffffff."

Raph chuckled a little bit at Leo, before Mikey made his way over to the older sibling, grinning a little mischieviously. "Allow me to demonstrate!" He grabbed Leo by his shell, and wrapped his legs over a hanging pipe. The pipe was about as big and round as one of those strange giant tins of assorted popcorns. Even if there was a little bit of shaking- their weight as well supported. "What mode you want your fleight set to?"

Before Leon could answer, Mikey held up his hand. "Too late to chat, we are already becoming air born. Remember to keep your arms, legs and shell inside of the passenger seat at all times. Set your phones to airplane mode, and thank you for choosing Air Mike's Transportation System! Brought to your by yours truly! Make sure to leave a 5 star reviewwwww!"

During this time, Raph had ran off ahead, lightly lecturing his brothers to keep up with them, before they fell too far behind and were left alone in the darkness.

He shivered at that thought, feeling a small bit of anxiety building up from the very idea of it. He still hated being in the dark sewers all alone.

The orange banded brother made a noise that would imitate an engine, before securing his fingers around Leon's shell, and pulling the taller brother up. He tightened his legs grasp on the pipe overhead, and took in a deep breath.

"1 . . . 2..."

Keeping the firm grasp on Leon's shell, Michael had bent his spine backwards, and rocked back and fourth a couple times, to building up momentum. With a quickmovement- he finally used all his strength to throw Leo in the direction they were supposed to go- the blue clad sibling cheering as he was launched forward with notable speed.

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