Punk + Swag Turtles Truth or Dare

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Dare = Ghost to let M.C borrow his guns for 2 hours and here's a catch, if M.C breaks his guns, Ghost gets to choose his punishment

Ghost got a ding from his phone causing his attention to trail from his little gf; Blue. The silent turtle re-read the line a few times. Still not believing someone would ask for M.C's death in a dare. "fine." he said highlighting "Ghost gets to choose his punishment" in his mind. 

Within a few minuted the whole household was either praying MC would loose his clumsiness for 2 hours. Or they had their phones at the ready. M.C has a wicked huge smile on his face as he snatched one of Ghost's favorite rifles and then one of his signature pistol. Running outside with Mikey giggling and Donnie trailing behind them. Donnie wouldn't say a-loud but M.C already knew; He'd rather M.C NOT die. That'd be nice.

~ Time skip to two extremely tense hours lat'r ~

Ghost was still sitting in his chair at his desk working on ANYTHING to take his brain off murdering M.C even if he didn't mess up his guns. Blue's tail swished and moved to wrap around his arm as she stood beside him. The alarm clock on his desk blinked and a sound softly beeped the stopped as Ghost's hand more harshly hit the off button grabbing Blue around her waist and picking her up onto his shoulders and quickly going to open his door. M.C was conveniently right outside the door with Donnie beside him. Donnie handed Ghost the rifle and took a few steps back. He wasn't exactly scared of his counterpart. He just wasn't about to test him unlike M.C does constantly.

M.C internally gulped as he handed Blue the pistol then quickly ran behind Donnie. Causing a sigh to escape Donnie, a soft smile on his face. "I watched him and made sure he didn't do nothin' " Ghost glared harshly causing a shiver to go up Donnie's back/shell. He then turned and slammed the door and M.C almost fainted. Donnie sighed again and whispered. "I can't believe you still tried to paint it..idiot."

 They then moved away to the living room to hang out with Nicky and Raph who were on the couch both laying down in the dark room; the illuminating TV being the only source of light. Nicky shifted against Raph's chest to look at the pair and her gaped mouth turned to a giant grin."well shit~ Ya ain't dead. Huh~" Raph snickered, his eyes fixed on Nicky.

Leo overheard and entered the room with a strong arm held around Ashley's waist and a flashy smile on his face. "damn M.C, lucky ya got Don." Rebel snorted as he came in the room also, joining the couple on the couch by sitting on the opposite very edge. "sure is, Don is one of da' only ones Ghost will 'Tolerate'."

After a few second of M.C nervously laughing the room went to a peacefulness quiet; but that was very quickly interrupted when the whole room heard the click of a safety on a gun go off. 

M.C blinked a few times freezing then sprinted with all his might to his room grabbing Donnie's hand tugging him behind him. The whole house turned into chaos as everyone began rushing out of the singular room. A gunshot erupted then Blue grabbed the gun from him and ran back downstairs her ears down; lookin quite annoyed. Ghost growled and followed her also annoyed but for different reasons.

Lizzie popped up from behind the TV and her eyes remained huge. Looking like a deer in headlights as she made eye contact with Swift who was behind the corner recliner. The lync looked over to the pot RIGHT next to her that had been shot at. If he would have shot any closer the girls foot or paw would have surely been shot. "Never. Again. will we let his guns be touched by anyone but Blue." Swift just nodded his head. His heart racing a million miles per second as he thought his brother shot her before.