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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Thankfully Splinter keeps those things for himself but if he would talk ... how boy, the embarrassment would be real. Like when they first found out they had a penis. Or maybe not that they had one but more what it could do. And they acted so awkward about it. As if Splinter was stupid and didn't exactly know what they were doing behind their locked doors. There was no way Splinter would ask them about it though. He might be there father but he sure as hell don't want to know every detail of their life. When they found out they liked girls (and how goddamn stunning all of them were) they all went in to a "secret mission" mode. Trying to get as many old - and used good god - playboys and other magazines as possible. The things you find in the sewer.
Voice changes oh boy. Raph has always been bossy but when his dark, raspy voice developed he was even more cocky than usual. Too cocky for his own good since Leo (and Splinter) could see right through him: that he was still a huge softie. A big brute with a heart as soft and sweet as a pineapple. That's also where Mikey's nickname for him came from (Big, cuddly teddybear - another embarrassment that no one should know about).
They had some mood swings too. And while they never left the sewer, they were too smart for that and knew Splinter would send them to the Hashi for 2 weeks straight, they always found ways to grind their dad's gears. Either by pranking him, hiding for as long as they could or simply never do what he wanted them to do. Of course Splinter isn't stupid either and came up with the most embarrassing punishments. Wearing a cute apron while cleaning was the nicest still.
Or when half of them decided to not shower anymore ("You're a turtle, living in the sewer, don't you smell bad enough?", Splinter thought) while the other two showered and pampered themselves as often as they could.
And the clothes they wore (or wanted to wear since non of them really fit) were outrageous. Nothing matched, everything was old, stinky, hole-y. And the worst thing is they were proud of that. "These boys will be the death of me", Splinter mumbled as he hoped for puberty to be over soon.
