Turtle Scenarios | Incomplete

When You Think About Him

♜ Leonardo ♜

Leon-fucking-ardo. Of course you couldn't get your savior out of your head. He beat up an army of at least twenty Purple Dragons.

How in the actual fuck?

He was a ninja that saved people, you knew that so far. But you still couldn't help but wonder exactly how he got like that to begin with.

Everything about him was so intriguing, now that you truly thought about it. He practically came out of nowhere, oddly at the exact time you needed him the most. But it wasn't like he's a stalker.

Right?

It's at this exact moment that you decide. "Fuck it," you say as you start throwing on some overly comfortable pieces of clothing. "I need answers."

You knew it was too risky to get into another confrontation with the Purple Dragons, so instead you decided to take a trip to the library to see if you can conjure up anything about human-like turtle beings.

Is it futile? Yes. Yes it is.

Do you care? No. No you do not.

♜ Raphael ♜

"I wake up fine and dandy, but then by the time I find it handy to rip my heart apart and start panning my crash landing!" You sing as you make your way to school.

But there was this nagging thought on the back of your mind of a certain somebody who just so happened to have saved your sorry ass. You fruitlessly attempted time and time again to block this voice out with the sound of your music blaring loudly in your ears. No such luck.

Mindlessly, you make your way into the building and wind up in your class somehow. You knew you should pay attention, but brain just couldn't keep quiet.

This man. He was your idol. He was constantly saving people like he was Batman, and wasn't getting paid nor the credit he deserved. In fact, everyone frowned upon him like he was his own mini criminal organization.

You couldn't see why. He was such an amazing guy, and New York was lucky to have him patrolling the streets. He did way better than any of the cops here.

These thoughts assaulted your mind and you groaned. You always got this aching feeling of want whenever your thought about him. There was this undying need to meet this man again, to get to know him.

It was too big of a craving, but you were starstruck.

"(Y/N)!" The teacher's thunderous voice booms loud in your ears. You snap your head up from the desk and sheepishly grin at the female before you. With a frown that seemed permanently etched into her face, she huffed and proceeded teaching.

Once she turned her back, you frowned. This was going to be a long day.

♜ Donatello ♜

It was when you took another bite of one of Mr. Morikami's dishes when the thoughts begin to assault you.

The purple clad turtle fills your vision and he's all you can think of. Shoving more food into your mouth doesn't help in squishing those thoughts. Groaning, you push the plate away from you and lay your head onto the table.