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“𝐔𝐡-”
──▹Donnie pushed Y/N behind him, the other three turtles stepping before her. In the end, she was still just a mere human with no fighting skills. "Would it help if we said it was an accident?"
Without answering, Snake only got in stance, his arms moving around as he let out another screech.
"So," the purple-masked turtle let out a nervous chuckle, holding his stick up. "I'll put you down for a 'no'?"
Leo was the first one to strike, slicing Snake's arm at the first attempt. The part fell off, purple ooze spraying out as he pulled it back in pain.
"Ew! Eww!" Mikey, being on the ground, backed away, the liquid falling near him every time, making him freak out even more. "Don't let it touch me! Don't let it touch me!"
He abruptly bumped into Y/N, who too, was trying to move out of the way of the liquid yet, due to the sudden contact, she fell right on top of the turtle, the purple liquid dropping on them as the two yelled in horror.
"Aah!" Mikey yelled, pointing to where it fell.
"It touched us!" Y/N continued, trying to get it off.
Snake's arm sprouted back, the mutant letting out an amused noise as though discovering it himself just now.
"It grew back?" Donnie mumbled, watching the scene before him. "No fair!"
The sound of the helicopter starting caught their attention, the five glanced to their side to find April being taken inside now.
"Donnie! Go!" Leo commanded, not noticing Y/N already shooting at the wall.
The blue-masked turtle went to kneel to throw his brother up yet before he could, he watched the turtle yelling as he gets pulled to the top. He glanced ahead and realized... this was Y/N's doing. He let it be, quickly moving toward Snake, who began attacking again.
"We're equal now!" Y/N yelled out, gasping as the turtle hit the wall. "SORRY! Are you okay!?"
Donnie gave her a thumbs up, holding onto the edge with one hand. He jumps on top, making Y/N sigh in relief.
"Great! Throw the gun back, Donatello," she instructed, noticing the three turtles fighting against the giant weed-
As told, the turtle complied, throwing it to her before running off to go save Apr--- as in, everyone.
With the gun now in hand again, the H/C-haired teen turned ahead, Raph stopping right by her, his hands covered in the purple substance.
"And... yuck," he flicked his hands, getting the substance off. He goes to turn back, Snake getting more aggressive by the minute.
