──▹"What is this called...?" Y/N asked, glancing at Donnie, who glanced at her as well before looking at the item in his hands again.
"The thing that turned us all into what we are now," he explained, earning a nod from her. "Not the Super Soldier serum, by the way."
"Y/N told me that's mutagen. It's what got New York its superheroes! And villains. But, we'll just focus on the good things here!"
"Let's drink some!"
"What? Why would you do that?"
"Cause if you mutate a mutant, you get a super mutant!"
Y/N's eyes wandered off, landing upon the man on the ground, the web that was once wrapped around him tightly now, coming off. She smiled menacingly, taking quick steps towards him, the male noticed her do so, making him tense up.
He tried to crawl in hopes of escaping. Y/N takes one last step, standing right in his path. The man looked up, slightly nervous. "Don't you d--- ah-" His eyes widen as he feels the web right on his mouth, not allowing him to talk anymore.
He watched in somewhat fear as she walked out of his sight, his head going to snap back to follow her movements yet, just as he could, his body fell forward on the ground, his hands stuck to his sides.
With that, Y/N walks back to the turtles. She picked up a few boxes and things here and there, cleaning up. Her face was blank. But, her head...
'THAT WAS SO COOL- I COULD BE THE FEMALE LEAD OF SOME SHOW WITH SUPERHER---'
"Oh yeah?"
She snapped out of her thoughts, watching Mikey walk past her. Putting the boxes inside, she leaned to the side to see what he was about to do.
"Well, if there's no such thing as alien robots..." he held up the older man's face. "How do you explain this!?"
The other four watched in concern as the turtle tried to get the man's mask off as he struggled, letting out muffled noises of pain.
"Man!" Mikey kept pulling. "This mask is glued on tight!"
Y/N raised her pointer, wanting to stop him but... put her hand away because why not?
