Excitement is coursing through my veins rn
I'm creating my own TMNT universe within these digital pages. You shall learn the turtle's backstory within. I'm super excited to show you this story I have crafted within my brain mush. So, below is the blurb for the story (as best as I can write it, since rn it's quite underdeveloped.) So, just to get it out of the way, I do not own the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles brand in any way, shape, or form. This is a fan creation that you should NOT believe was made by Nickelodeon or another company, because I am a pre-teen boy who wrote this story while lying on my mattress and sometimes eating pasta. I do not want to be associated with a company owning TMNT because I am not a company owning TMNT. Simple as that.
Blurb is below:
It was the turtle's mutation day in New York City! Exciting, right? Not for them, no. It was always the same. They would eat Pops' horrible birthday cake, then beg for him to let them up to the surface, out of the sewers which were now their prison, not their home.
But this mutation day, the thirteenth one, they can finally get out of the prison. And that starts a chain reaction. A chain reaction of dangerous events.
-"𝒴𝑜, 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓊𝑔𝓁𝓎"-
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After missing a few weeks of school, Raphael finally shows up to Eastman high. With a blue cast on his right arm- We can blame the impulsive, teenage mind on that.
Raph's recovery was going pretty smoothly! Until a hurdle came along, you. A very sweet, pretty, awesome hurdle.
This aggro turtle wasn't a sap like his brothers, right? The sudden wave of giddiness and awkwardness he felt when you looked his way was because of his injury, RIGHT!?
⤷ 𝑀𝑀 𝑅𝒶𝓅𝒽𝒶𝑒𝓁 𝓍 𝐹𝐸𝑀 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇
. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ ┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁
(Yooo, first reader fic! Idk, I felt bored. Probably cringey, Ngl-)