"Let Me
Add A Little Bit Of Salt To That"

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥'𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭- 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒈𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕.

           ──▹"Oh, hey, guys," Y/N casually greets, pulling away from the way she was hugging the small feline.

"Y/N?" Leo was the first to speak, lowering his katana. However, before he could question her sudden presence here any further, Raph interrupts him.

Putting a hand on his brother's shoulder, the turtle mockingly encourages, "Don't give up, Leo. You might actually win this fight."

"Wait, what fi--?"

"Awww!" Mikey walks up to her, holding his hands out for the cat, which Y/N gently hands to him, seeing his enthusiasm. "It's a little kitty."

Doing so, she backs up, seeing Leo gesture her over.

"What were you doing here?" He asked, earning a mere grin in response.

"I was returning Mittens to her owner!" She proudly answers, almost hearing a familiar voice from somewhere telling her she is doing a great job. "So, now, I'll just go a-- wait, where is she?"

"Where's... Mi-?"

"Mittens?" A man called, looking around for his cat and just then-

"Hi," Mikey greets him after casually dropping on his balcony from out of nowhere. "Here's your-" Before he could give the feline back to its owner, the man began screaming, throwing insults and accusations at the turtle. Amongst all the yelling and explaining, mittens turns (out to be fake) around, suddenly hissing at Mikey before jumping on his face. Hissing, the cat keeps clawing and scratching at his face, him struggling to get her off. Eventually, all the struggle caused a drop to the-

"Okay, I got you," Y/N assured, letting out a sigh of relief as the turtle she'd just rescued, clung to her leg. Slowly, she lowers him, web from the gun in her hand stretching as the ground finally came under his feet. After he let go, she dropped the pressure off the trigger, falling right beside him.

TMNT Cuz' It's 6:06 In The MorningWhere stories live. Discover now