Continuation from my fifth book! (I've reached the limit of 200 parts). Hope you enjoy! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Favorite songs. Imagines. Sometimes fluff, sometimes smut.
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((A/N) Putting these two together! :) Also, I don't know much about ballerinas so please excuse me if I make / write a mistake :( 💕)
At first the boys didn't even know what the hell a ballerina actually does. It was something with dancing, right? Not the usual "club" dancing but a bit fancier and with more grace. They never thought you'd be training like crazy. Hours a day. It was kinda the same thing as them training ninjutsu, but even more painful it seemed like. Just the state of your feet was enough for them to feel bad for you. Why didn't you just stop? It was clearly hurting you? And the fact that you didn't eat much but worked out like crazy ... that can't be healthy?! They were so worried about you. However, that didn't change the fact that they did support you. They watched your practice if you're auditioning for a role. To them it looked fantastic no matter how much you think you sucked. In the weeks leading up to the audition they would try to keep all the negativity away from you. No need for stress. If you didn't get the roll, they'd be there to cheer you up. If you did get it ... well they would find a way to see you perform. They were proud of you no matter what even if they felt you could take some time off and take care of yourself first.
