Hamato

Truth vs Deception

"Oh man,what a dream. Turtles fighting robots, did I fall asleep watching TV again?" The now conscious red head sits up on a baby blue couch she had rested on and had her eyes trance her surroundings.

"That was the... Weirdest. Thing. I've. Ever. Seen." She now faces the turtles she had recalled earlier as a dream.

"Hi" greets the oranged masked turtle. Instead of greeting him with a 'hello', his response was a terrified scream from the female they had saved. In which, scared him and causes his screams to follow along with hers.

"Please don't do that. Almost jumped out of my shell." He rest one of his hands on his chest-, uh, plastron. While the other held a motion for her to stop. That didn't make the situation any better, as it freaked the woman out further.

"It. Has. Three. Fingers." She trys to duck inside the cushions of the couch, while hugging a pillow close to her as she sat on the couch she had currently rested on. She places the pillow over head as an attempt to his it as she closed her eyes while repeatedly trying to convenience herself her is sleep.

"This isn't going very well" the purple masked turtle states as they all see that that aren't making any progress in communication with the scared and confused human.

(You: Where am I you ask? Just you wait)

"Hey... come on...we don't have much practice, talking to humans" the turtle who first had first attempted to communicate with the woman reasons."It's gonna take a little time"

Though out the whole conversation between the turtles, the red head tries to block out any of there words whole she tries to continuously assure herself that the current events are just dreams.

"*yawns* man she's making me sleepy" the orange turtle seems to be effected by the woman's mention of sleep and yawns out of tiredness.

"Hey you" a red masked turtle cuts in the woman's rant out of impatiently waiting for answers and snaps her out of her little trance.

"What?" The female asks as she finally response as she opens her eyes and removed the pillow from her head. She turns her head toward the turtle who addressed her.

"What do you know about those Mousers robot things?"the turtle asks.

The scared red head holds the pillow close and calmly replied.

"Well, first I thought they were for cleaning up the city's rat problem. But then (Y/n) and I got suspicious when Dr. Stockman said.... ", she trails off as realization had hit her hard as a brick."Oh no. I'm talking to it."

"What" the blue leader asks in confusion and waits for the red head to continue.

"I'm talking to it, to you! Okay April, your talking to a giant three-fingered turtle." She states to herself as if she is crazy. But the absence of your presents, had seemed to conclude her suspicions."And (Y/n) isn't here, so its safe to assume the only logical explanation is that you dreaming. So everything's okay."After her conclusive evidence that had assured at least herself that she was dreaming, her expression switched from scared, and confused, to an idiotic grin.

"Hello" she greeted in a much slightly happier, nervous tone, as she waved lightly toward the blue turtle.

"Hello.... April" he hesitantly addressed "How are you doing?" He questioned in an unassured tone to both her odd change of attitude and answer.

"Oh, I'm fiiinnnee, everything's absolutely great." She respond in an unsure tone which she nervously laughed off. Until she came face to face to a large grey rat in a darkish red robe.