Lee Leo - Blog Posts

This seems super fun!!! I think I have two main favorite shows right now- TMNT (obviously 😘), and the Sonic franchise! (Technically not a 'show', but I've taken a liking to the movies, so it may become something I end up writing for.) I've only seen the first two Sonic movies so far, so I will base this on what I've seen :)

Putting this under the cut because its all pretty long! 👇

TMNT:

I love all of the shows I've watched, so I'm gonna do Rottmnt for this!

Leo and Donnie!

I adore all of the characters, but I'm in such a Disaster Twins mood rn-

Leo: Biiiig switch energy!! Super super ticklish, and loves tickling his brothers!

Donnie: I get ler-lean switch from him! Usually likes to be the one bringing chaos to the table, but enjoys the quality time with trusted family.

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Donnie grinned, evil and triumphant, as his dear twin screeched behind him. The softshell scribbled faster, his short nails running along his sibling's calf, vengeance fueling his movements as he reached a bit higher to carefully scratch at the soft underside of the flailing knee in his grasp.

Leo gasped, breathless laughter pouring from him as he desperately pushed at the other's shoulders, tears blurring his view of the back of his head. He yanked at his leg, trying to free it from Donnie's hands, but the overwhelming tickling sensation never stopped its course throughout his body. "DohoHOHONNIEEHEE! Snrk- IHIHI'M SAHARRY!"

The purple-themed turtle didn't listen, the limbs from his battle shell only stretching his leg out further in response, giving him much easier access to his writhing brother's worst spots. Leo's free leg drummed at his mattress, as he hysterically hit at the teen in front of him, hoping to convince him to stop the tickling that had been going on for what had to have been more than 10 minutes.

"'Nardo, I'm afraid a sorry won't do it this time. It's time you face the consequences for your actions."

Leo shrieked, fresh peals of laughter exploding from him as another hand began tickling under his knee, unable to move his leg at all to protect himself. "EEEAAHAH! Snrk! IHIHI- FAHAHAHACK, IT TICKLEHEHEHES! DEHEEHEEEE!"

He didn't deserve this! Surely a tank tire was replaceable, right? (Not easily, no) The sword-user flailed, helplessly flopping back onto his bed as he wrapped his arms around himself. His tickle-clouded mind began coming to terms with the fact that Donnie likely wouldn't be stopping until he deemed it right to, and he would have to endure the horribly ticklish nails under his knee for who knows how long-

"..Let's make a deal."

The prospect of a way out of his sanity-consuming prison ignited a spark of hope in the turtle's chest. He could escape! Donnie would stop!

"PLEHEHEEAA- Snrk- YEHEHEHES! HAAHAHAHH! HAHAHAHAHAH!"

Donnie smirked, taking his time in speaking while he picked apart whatever was left of his poor twin. "You get another break in 30 more seconds.." he skittered his fingers over the sides of Leo's lower thighs. "So long as I have your word that you will assist me in any work regarding the Turtle Tank for a week."

Leo's eyes widened in giggly surprise, tears staining his sheets as he stubbornly shook his head. "SHIHIHIHIT!! JUHUHUST STAAHAAHAP! Snrk- IHI CAHAHA- Snrk- I CAHAHAAN'T!!"

He threw his head back, losing his mind as a harsh raspberry was blown on the side of his knee. The turtle's sanity slipped away as he crumbled in on himself, arms falling from his sides as he gave up on squirming away.

"Mm, that's too bad. Seems like you should've taken the opportunity." Donnie's fingers curled slightly, fingertips digging into the sensitive nerves at his brother's knee. He took a breath, and blew another raspberry, this time on the center of Leo's kneecap.

"Your loss."

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Sonic:

So far, I think my favorite characters are Sonic and Tom? I know that's a little predictable, but I really like the dynamic they have! Runner-up would probably be Tails, because oh my days, the shenanigans he could get into with Sonic! Anyways-

Sonic: Probably a lee-lean. I can definitely see him giving comfort tickles, or having tickle fights with friends and family, but this silly is just so lee-coded!

Tom: I imagine he's always trying to tickle-attack Maddie, and once his family grows, those attacks spread to his new kiddos too! Probably uses tickling as a more every-day thing.

Tags: @sunsetsandsunshine @rice-cake-teen10 @savemeafruitjuice @smiley-star @let1zya @pokadotpeanut

Game time!

Give me your current favorite series, and your two favorite characters from that series. Then tell me if you see them as lee or ler. THE RED PART IS OPTIONAL. Write a short snippet in the comments or full on post a story and tag me in it. Read the tags for more. And then I'll announce my favorite!

I'm liking a lot of stuff rn.

Ben 10.. Sonic... TMNT... Avatar...

From each of these.

Ben and Kevin- switches.

Sonic and Shadow- switches.

Leo and Mikey- Leo switch and Mikey lee

Aang and Zuko- Aang switch and Zuko lee

Do you like these? Happy playing, and maybe some more games like these will emerge in the future. The winner? I'll think of a prize, but I'll make it my goal to write a fic of those 2 characters! This is helping me with motivation too.

Brooo oh my gosh- This is genuinely so sweet I can't!! 😭😭

Rahhh I'm gonna be thinking about this for the longest time!

~ 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎… ~

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝟷𝟺: 𝙰𝙵𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙷˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊· ̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟹,𝟹𝟾𝟶

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚋𝚢 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚘𝚘𝚝…𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙲𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 (𝚂𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 ✊🏾😔) 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜. 𝚈'𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕: 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔!!!

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!!!˚*•̩̩͙✩•

“Alright...well, that wraps that up. You’re all good to go, Mikes.” Donnie said as he finished wrapping the youngest’s arm up in bandages. 

The orange banded turtle smiled slightly, giving his immediate older brother a tight hug which the other gladly returned. 

“Thanks…” The smaller turtle said, burying his face into the crook of the other’s neck as they embraced. 

The scientist in purple smiled softly at the gesture, resting his chin on the top of the younger’s head, “It’s no problem. After all, it is what I do.” He said casually, slowly breaking away from the hug as he put the remainder of the bandages to the side of the Med-Bay counter.

Michaelangleo nodded, hopping down from the Med-bay bed and putting on his signature orange hoodie that was resting on a clothing hanger. Donatello let out a soft snort, raising an amused eyebrow ridge at his immediate younger brother, “Whahat’s with the random wardrobe change? You look like a bloated frog.” 

The baby blue eyed turtle let out a feigned gasp, clutching his chest dramatically, “Fihirst ohof all: fuck you. And second of all: I look haaaandsome in this!” He huffed, “Don’t you agree, Leo?” The orange cladded teen said as he turned to the eldest who was sitting on the other bed.

But Leonardo did not make a sound…or…literally any acknowledgement that he even heard the youngest. 

The leader in blue was looking at the tile floor; his eyes glossy as he fiddled with his fingers absentmindedly. 

Donatello sighed, resting his hand on Mikey’s shoulder, “…Leo’s been…shaken up since the ambush; you know how he gets. He’s most likely making up a wholeeeee simulation in his head on how he could’ve 'protected us better…'”

Mikey hummed lightly, crossing his arms and looking at the eldest who was genuinely oblivious to the staring, “…What a weirdo…” 

“Yeah…he is.” The young genius commented back, shaking his head fondly, “But he’s our weirdo.”

“Ohoooo no. Noooo no no no no. That was way too freaking cringy…even for you, Dee.” The younger teen fake-gagged, pretending to throw up as Donnie only snickered at the immature action. 

This is what he gets for trying to be sentimental in front of his younger brother…

As the freckled face mutant continued with his antics, amping it up a million notches as Raph came in…the tallest turtle couldn’t help but catch a glance at his big brother once again.

Leo looked…so dejected…so…so lost.

Donnie exhaled sadly, rubbing his hand anxiously. 

…Splinter would know what to do at a time like this…he always knew what to do at times like this…

Then…worried green eyes met an unsure russet.

Raphael walked to his immediate younger brother, squeezing his hand gently, “…You okay, Don…?”  

Donatello cleared his throat, his free hand flapping near his thigh…

…God, he missed his Dad…

…He missed him so fucking much…

“I-I’m…fine. I’m fine.” The scientist insisted, gently squeezing his older brother’s hand back, “I just…need to patch up Leo and talk with him for a bit…”

“Aye aye 'Captain.” Mikey saluted, giving Donnie a quick peck on the cheek before skedaddling away to the lounge area. 

The middle children rolled their eyes fondly at the youngest’s actions as the green eyed one of the three let go of the tallest’s hand, “…You sure you’re okay?”

“…Y-Yeah…y-yeah, I’m okay.” Donnie grimaced, “Now please go to Mike before he decides to blow up the entire lounge area…” He snickered lightly. 

“Blowing up things is your job, Einstein. But I’m on it.” The elder snorted fondly, walking to the exit before turning his head slightly back to his brother, “Oh— and just so y'know: we’re watching Toy Story 3 in the living room in a couple of minutes.”

Donatello let out an amused huff, “…Ihis this your way of rushing me?” 

“Mmmmm…kinda.” The red banded turtle hummed, shrugging slightly.

“Ihi’ll be as fast ahas I cahan, Raphie…” The taller turtle giggled as he watched his immediate older brother waltz out of the room, “Oh! And don’t start the movie without us!” He yelled from Med-Bay, closing the main doors as he turned all of his attention to his eldest brother…

…Oh. boy…

“Hey, big guy...” The scientist started off softly, slowly going over to his big brother with his signature med-kit. 

The blue banded turtle looked up almost immediately at the sudden voice speaking to him, being forced out of whatever void he was staring into. 

“Hey, Dee…” The elder smiled…although the smile looked more like a forced one…

…Donnie didn’t comment on it. 

“Hey, man…” The younger greeted again, slightly cringing at the sound of his own awkwardness, “How’re you holding up?” 

The smaller turtle blinked at the question, “I’m not…holding anything...” 

Donatello snickered softly at the answer (a typical Leo answer), resting his med-kit on the table as he got out some bandaids and other supplies, “I mean, like…how are you doing? Are you doing alright?” 

The blue banded teen shrugged, “I could…be better. But I’m with you guys, so…I can’t complain…that much anyway…” He finished bluntly.

“Amen to that.” The taller turtle hummed before turning back to his brother, “But before I start…is there anywhere that’s, like, really hurting that you want me to take a look at first? And most importantly: are you okay with me touching you right now or do you want to do the physical stuff later?” He asked as he grabbed his med-kit and a couple other unused washrags. 

“Just my arms hurt, I guess. But it’s just from cuts…nothing major I don’t think.” Leonardo muttered, “And I’m okay with being touched right now…th-thanks for asking.” 

Donatello chuckled softly, “Gotta make sure my big bro’s a-okay.” He grinned, giving the other a thumbs up and getting a disinfectant wipe as he cleaned the cuts on Leo’s arms. 

Heavy silence weighed down the two, almost like a huge weighted blanket.

Accept this silence was not comforting in the slightest…

….It was loud…if that made sense. 

“Soooo…” The taller turtle started, “The Foot took us by complete surprise, huh?” The young scientist exclaimed to try and start a subtle conversation, “You would think that after we beat them every. single. time…they would learn to back the fuck up…”

“Ow.” Leo muttered subtly as the russet eyed mutant cleaned a wound on his shoulder.

The younger grimaced, “Sorry…I’m being as gentle as I can.”

“Well, please be more gentle?” The other winced. 

“Suck it up but also that’s what she said.” Donnie remarked sarcastically, getting more rubbing alcohol and putting it on the other’s shoulder before putting a bandaid on it.

The blue eyed mutant winced at the contact, glaring at the ground as scene’s from just an hour ago unfolded in his mind…

…Jesus fucking Christ…

…How could he have been so. damn. stupid…?

He was supposed to lead his brother’s to victory…not lead them to a legit ambush and straight up failure!!!

What would have Splinter said?

…What…could he have said?

They all could have died because of Leo’s own foolishness…

He had one job.

One fucking job: make sure his brother’s get out of every mission safe and unharmed…

But he couldn’t even protect himself when it came to it…

So what kind of delusions was he feeding himself to make himself even remotely think he could protect his family?

“Woah! Woah woah woah! Hey! Hey…” Donnie’s eyes widened in panic as his older brother slowly started to crumble to tears, although, the younger teen could tell that the eldest was desperatelytrying to hold them back despite his efforts.

“Leo, I-I was just joking about the whole 'suck it up' thing. Y-You know that…right? I was trying to be funny, which…o-obviously backfired.” The second youngest mumbled guiltily, holding Leonardo’s hands in his as he rubbed the top of his knuckles gently. 

“I-It’s n-not that…” The shorter teenager mumbled back pathetically. 

“So…what is it then…?” Donnie quietly asked, his grip on his brother’s hands tightening just a bit as the other refused to answer. 

And almost like an everlasting reminder, the heavy silence weighed down on the two mutants once more.

“Leo…” The purple banded teen urged lightly as the eldest wiped his eyes with his free hand, sniffling as he looked at the ground, “I-It’s nothing…forget i-it.” 

“Lee…” The taller turtle urged on. 

“F-Forget it…please...” The eldest silently begged, wincing at how fragile and weak his voice sounded, “J-Just forget it.” 

“I can’t 'forget' about something when it’s obviously bothering you…” Donatello smiled gently as he sat next to his brother on the bed, wrapping him in a loose side hug that left the smaller turtle to accept or deny…

…Which he very much accepted.

Leonardo rested his head on the other’s shoulder, squeezing his little brother closer to him like a lifeline.

“I just…” The sapphire eyed teenager sucked in a breath, blinking back tears as he buried his face into Donnie’s shoulder, “…I-I just worry so…much about you and Raph’s and Mikey’s and April’s and Casey’s safety and I…I just can’t!”He exclaimed, overall sadness and shame overcoming and overwhelming him immensely. 

“Why…W-Why do I keep worrying about things that can’t be changed no matter what I do?!” The older mumbled, finding it quite humiliating how…brittle his voice was now.

But let’s be honest…it always did sound like that. 

He was supposed to be calm. 

He was supposed to be collected.

He was supposed to be calm and collected. 

…Not…whatever this was.

“I was worried about going out on today’s mission and look what f-fuhucking happened!!!” The sapphire eyed teen laughed bitterly, hugging himself as if his own comfort was the only comfort he felt like he deserved at the moment, “We got ambushed by The fucking Foot…” He grumbled, glaring hatefully at the floor.

“I-I just want you all to be o-okay.” The leader in blue choked out, “I hate seeing you all hurt and only being able to do something about it after the event that caused said hurt has passed…”

The smaller mutant sniffled, wiping his face with his palm, “…Eheven then I can’t do much.”

“I-I j-just…” Leonardo stuttered, “I-I just w-want you all to be o-okay…” 

And just like that…the berating silence visited once again, making Donnie stiffen almost like a stone hard wall as he looked at the other turtle’s completely downtrodden expression. 

The taller teen reached to gently hold the other’s hand, and his eyes only softened more when his elder brother moved his hand out of his reach quickly and quietly. 

The russet eyed mutant fidgeted with his fingers anxiously, “Leo…listen to me, please—”

“No…N-No, stop.” The sapphire eyed mutant said almost immediately, desperately trying to build back up the wall he built between him and his brother…

…Except this time instead of building this wall with cement…he built it without anything to support the bricks at all. 

“It…I-It doesn’t matter, okay?” Leonardo sniffled, wiping his eyes desperately with one hand and digging his hand into his thigh. The taller teenager sighed sadly, scooting closer to his brother and holding his hand, squeezing it gently and reassuringly, “Yes…it does.” The younger said with a stern tone; not an angry one…just stern. 

“I don’t want you to disregard your feelings, okay? This matters. Your feelings matter, Lee…” The taller said as he just now realized he still had the gloves he put on earlier on.

The second youngest of the mutant family quickly went to take off the disposable gloves and put them into the trash, going back to the bed and sitting next to Leonardo, interlocking his fingers with his.

And, man…

Leo’s hands were really ashy. Like…chalk ashy. 

…Eugh. 

Maaaaybe having those gloves on wasn’t such a bad idea…

The russet eyed mutant locked eyes with the smaller, making sure the other knew he meant every word he was saying, “This is about you right now, okay…?” 

The blue banded teen stiffened slightly at the other’s sudden firm voice, looking down at his own knees as he rubbed his thigh with his free hand anxiously. 

Donnie’s eyes softened once more for, like, the fourth time this hour at the eldest’s anxious demeanor, going into his pouch and giving his brother a stress ball, which the blue banded turtle gladly took. 

The second youngest sighed, “I-I’m not angry at you, okay?”

The other looked at the taller doubtfully.

“Don’t look at me like that!!!” The russet eyed teenager huffed, “I might be frustrated that you’re pushing down your feelings in order to 'protect mine'…but I would never be mad at you.” He emphasized, “Never.” 

But then, the purple banded teen then jokingly hummed in thought, lightly rubbing his brother’s knuckles with his fingers, “Well…there was that one time you swapped the house sprinkles and replaced them with salt for my ice cream…I was mad at you for that.” 

And thank God Leo cracked a small smile; rolling his eyes and giggling slightly at the random comment, “Okahay thahat was an accident…” 

“You put food coloring on the salt! 'Accident' my ass.” 

The eldest just laughed harder at the memory, “Yohour fahahault fohor falling fohor ihit…” 

The second youngest sighed dramatically, “Gaslighting the victim at its finest, I see.” 

The purple banded turtle then lightly bumped his brother’s shoulder, squeezing his hand one last time, “I do need you to know, though…it gets better, Leo…okay?” Donnie said with..so much love and compassion and just utmost respect for his older brother.

“…Does it…?” The sapphire eyed teen murmured.

“It does.” The other assured, “I-I know it doesn’t feel like it right now…but it does.” He said, examining his brother’s readable but yet unreadable expression, “…You don’t believe me…”

“And why should I?” The other quietly and carefully asked. 

“…Would I ever lie to you?”

“…No.” Leo concluded as he sniffled, resting his head on his brother’s shoulder as the taller mutant chuckled, “And I’m just gonna be blunt here…you’re a worrywart.” Donnie snickered. 

“Hey!!” The young leader huffed. 

“And you worry and stress about a lot of things.” The young genius exclaimed, “And that’s okay. But what’s not okay is you disregarding those feelings.”

“You’re our big brother for Christ sake! I would lowkey be kinda worried if you didn’t worry about us.” Donatello laughed, “But you have to trust that we’ll be okay in the end. We have each other…and personally? That’s all I really need…” 

Leonardo’s eyes shined slightly, burying his face in his brother’s upper plastron, “L-Love you…” 

“I love you too, shortie.” Donnie smiled softly as he gently squeezed the other against him before letting go and getting up to put the rest of the medical kit things away. 

“So…how do I look Doc McStuffins?” The leader in blue grinned cheekily as he wiped away his excess tears. 

The younger rolled his eyes fondly, “Okay, well first of all: fuck you. And second, your okay. Just a couple scratches…nothing major.” Donnie said as he disposed the rest of the dirty cloths and disinfectant wipes in the trash.

“But if I see you training at all for the next two weeks I will personally burn your entire Space Heroes action figure collection.” Donatello huffed. 

Leonardo’s eyes widened, “…You wouldn’t.” 

Donatello raised a brow, smirking, “Wanna bet?” 

The eldest sighed in defeat, looking down at the ground and pouting slightly, “No…” 

Donatello chuckled at the other’s demeanor, going in front of him and holding his hands gently, “But you have to promise me something.” 

“Hm?”

“Talk to someone if you feel shitty about yourself or something!” The purple banded turtle huffed, flicking his brother’s forehead, “You know better than anyone else here that bottling up feelings just ends up badly.” 

“And put some damn lotion on. Your hands are ashy as hell.” The russet eyed teenager said, holding back a snort as his older brother stammered over his words at the random order. 

“Wohoah wooooah, pause pause pause!” The blue banded turtle giggled, waving his hands, “I thought we were having a moment!” 

“We were!” The russet eyed mutant laughed, “I just need you to put some cream on. It’s bothering me!” 

“Everything bothers you…” The leader in blue grumbled under his breath, getting up from the bed and getting lotion which was on one of the desk tables. “Better?” The older said sassily as he put the cream on, raising an eye ridge to the taller teenager who just snickered in amusement by his sassiness. 

“Much better, ash baby.” The taller chuckled, sitting down on the bed as the smaller followed. 

“So…what now?” The sapphire eyed teen hummed. 

“Well, I dunno if you heard but Raph and Mikey wanted to watch Toy Story 3…” Donnie said. 

“Of course they did…” Leo laughed fondly, “And here I thought I cried enough today…”

“…You sure you’re okay, though…?” The other asked. 

“I mean, yeah…” The sapphire eyed mutant shrugged, “I just wish I knew what to do when stuff like this happens…”

“…Like Dad did?” Donnie mumbled. 

“Like Dad did.” Leo nodded, sharing a small smile of remembrance with the younger. 

Donatello nodded, getting up for a quick second as he took off his mask and washed his hands in the Med-bay sink. The eldest quickly and quietly followed, washing his hands as well before drying them.

And…remember the silence?

The shell crushing berating silence that he couldn’t stand for more than 0.1 seconds…?

…Well, it was gone now…

But it was replaced with comfort. And quite personally that was way better than just straight up awkwardness… 

Leonardo put on a comfy hoodie as his sibling did the same, the both of them ready for the movie night about to unfold but…not quite ready.

If that made sense. 

“Awkward sibling hug?” The russet eyed teen said as he stretched his arms out, causing his sibling to chuckle, rolling his eyes.

“It’s only awkward if you make it awkward.” The sapphire eyed mutant laughed fondly. “I was making a reference!” Donatello exclaimed as he pouted slightly. “Just come here!” 

The shorter turtle just fondly rolled his eyes once more, embracing his younger brother. Donatello gave the other a comforting kiss on the cheek, causing the blue cladded teenager to stifle a small giggle. 

“JESUS! Dohon!” The older one shouted, hiding his face in his brother’s shoulder before letting out a small snort, “Noho Dohon whyhy…?” 

“Because I love you? Duh.” The other laughed, holding his sibling against his plastron tighter as his free hand danced around the leader’s sides. 

“Ihi knohow thahat!” Leo squealed, “Yohou don’t need to fuhucking kihihiss me to show IHIHAT! SNRT NONOHOH WAHAIT!!” He cried as his brother pinched up and down his ribs like a harp. “IHI CAHAN’T!!”

“IIIiIIiI cAaAaaan’t..” The young genius teased. 

The leader’s face turned the lightest of pink, shaking his head back and forth as he squirmed, “DOHON’T MIHIHIMICK SNRT MEEHEE!” He demanded. 

“Been there, done that.” The other shrugged casually, giving small kisses in the crook of the smaller’s neck, causing the smaller in question giggle’s to raise a million octaves. 

“EHEHEHEW!!!” Leonardo complained through cackles, “SCREHEHEW AHAFF!!”

“Notice how you’re still in the hug though.” Donnie commented, stopping and giving the other a quick squeeze before letting him go.

“Shuhut snrt up…” The sapphire eyed mutant huffed, almost jumping out of his shell as the second youngest poked him one more time before opening his phone notifications. 

Text from 'RAPH-A-HELL', 2 minutes ago:

'WHAT IS TAKING YOU GUYS SO DAMN SO LONG DID LEO LOSE A LIMB OR SOME SHIT???!!??}{{>'

Donnie sighed as he texted his older brother back, sighing louder as his other older brother peered over his shoulder to see who he was texting. 

Nosy ass…

'We’ll be right there, Raphie 😗'

'YOU SAID THAT AN HUPOUR AD FITENN MINUTES AGO 😡😡😡😡😡🥺'

'*😡!!!!'

Leo quickly snatched the phone from Donnie’s grip, quickly typing something before handing it back. 

'Yeah yeah Mr. Cranky we’re coming 🤡🤡🤡🤡👺👺👺🤑🤑🤠👹👿😈👾💩👻'

Donnie held back a snicker as he looked at the text, putting his phone in his pocket as Leo grinned in satisfaction. “Lemme guess…” Leonardo hummed, “He left us on read.”

“Can you blame him? Those emojis you put looks like they came straight from hell…” The taller remarked as they walked out of the Med-bay, heading to the living room.

OHHH THIS IS SO CUTE!! 🥰🥰🥰

*sees requests are open for ROTTMNT*

I understand the assignment.

May I suggest lee Leo with a ler Raph-?? I love this duo.

Of course!!!!

Just a heads up to everyone too! I'm going to be deactivating (I'm not sure for how long/if it's permanent yet) soon, so save whatever you want saved!!!! 🫶💙✨

A Concert

Raph wants a bit of payback on Leo.

What batter was to get it than with an amazing concert, of course!?

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Raph❤️

“What happened to Raph's protein powder?” Raph called out, searching through cabinets and frowning.

“I think Leo took it,” Mikey piped up from where he was searching in the fridge for baking ingredients, “Said something about being able to eat it dry?”

“That dummy,” Raph grumbled, irritated and storming out of the kitchen to find his menace of a brother.

“Leo!”

“What!?” Leo called, Raph soon finding him in the arcade room, chilling on a beanbag and playing with a handheld.

“Did you eat Raph's protein powder?”

“Nooo, I bet Mikey needed it in a recipe,” Leo said slowly, sighing when he died in the game and tossing it aside, “Besides, it's fine. Most of that stuff has sugar in it anyway,”

Raph gave Leo a sugary sweet smile, “You have ten seconds to run.”

Leo was up in a flash, bolting out of the room and scrambling to find a hiding place as Raph counted down. He panicked, giddy dread filling him and finally dove underneath Raph's bed.

A bit of time passed, and he heard Raph calling for him, making taunts and threats as he searched. Raph never even went in his room, probably thinking Leo wouldn't have gone somewhere so obvious.

And then…….a betrayal.......

“Hey, have you seen Leo?” Raph's voice was slightly muffled but still audible.

“Nardo? No I haven't, why?”

“He stole some of Raph's stuff and I'm getting him back,’

“Ah, in that case,” A beat of silence, “He is currently hiding underneath your bed.”

“YOU SNITCH!” Leo screeched, trying to scramble out as he heard running footsteps getting louder.

He'd just managed to move out from underneath the bed as Raph came flying in, the door slamming shut behind him.

“Hi Leo,” Raph greeted with a wicked grin.

“H-hey Raph,” Leo squeaked out, moving back nervously.

“Aw, no need to be so scared,” Raph promised, “Raph's just here to practice an instrument,”

“A what?” Leo asked, confused and hesitating because of it.

His biggest mistake.

Raph dove forward and grabbed him, throwing him over his shoulder and sitting on the bed with a triumphant grin.

Leo made a ton of panicked and giggly threats as Raph grabbed his wrists, holding his arms above his head and wrangling his legs to be trapped under one of his.

“Rahahaph, we can talk about this!” Leo begged, giggling already as he tried to break out of Raph's hold.

“Shh, I need to focus to play,” Raph said with a wicked grin, one hand raising above Leos exposed side and wriggling his fingers menacingly.

“Noho!” Leo screeched as he realized what was about to happen, “Dohon’t do thihihis!”

“Shhh! You're gonna interrupt it! I gotta tune my instrument,” Raph said, evil grinning.

Leo screeched as Raph started prodding at his ribs, squirming around as much as he could in Raph's hold.

“RaHAHAaph!” Leo screamed, squirming, “DohOHOn’T!”

“Hmmmmmmmm, that's not the right note,” Raph smirked, prodding lower on Leo's ribs and grinning when Leo squealed, “Maybe I should count all the keys on this piano!”

“NOHOHO!” Leo squealed, “NAHaHAHAT thaHAHAT!”

“Leo! I need to listen for the notes!” Roah said with a giggle, poking at Leo's ribs and hearing him squeal, “That's the first key, and the seeecoooond. And the thiiiiiird,”

“RAHahAHAhaPH!” Leo squealed as Raph continued his torturous count, his squeals getting louder and higher pitched the closer Raph got to his lower ribs.

“All the keys are there,” Raph nodded, continuously prodding at Leo's bottom rib, making him squirm violently and screech with laughter, “But hmmm, this one seems off!”

“RAHAHAHPHIE!” Leo squealed, eyes squeezed shut as he cackled and squirmed, “NOHO- SNRK MOhoHORE PIAHAHANOHO!”

Raph grinned, “You're right! I can always play the guitar instead!”

“Wahahaihit! Leo screamed, squirming as Raph wiggled his fingers above his tummy, smirking widely as Leo squirmed and tried sucking his stomach in as much as possible with his plastron, “WAIT!”

“Here we go!” Raph exclaimed, shooting his hand down and tickling all over Leo's tummy.

“EEEHAHA!” Leo shrieked, squirming about and twisting and turning as much as he could in Raph's hold, “RAHAHAPH!”

“What a wonderful tune this guitar makes!” Raph giggled, his tickly fingers dancing all over Leo's tummy, “I could listen to it all day~!”

“NAHAHOO!” Leo squealed, “RAHAhaHAPH! PLEHE- EEEK!”

“Listen to that!” Raph giggled, skittering his fingers all over Leo's belly and grinning at the cackles he got, “Piano solo!”

“AHA- STAHAHAP!” Leo squealed as Raph prodded at his ribs and then squealed when he switched back to tickling his tummy, “RAHAHAHPHIE!”

“It's a concert, Leo!” Raph laughed, “There's more than one instrument there!”

“NAHAHOHOHO!” Leo gave a helpless shriek of laughter as Raph tickled his tummy.

“Let's see, guitar or piano?” Raph asked with an evil grin, stopping the tickling as Leo giggled.

“Whahahat?” Leo giggled, squirming slightly from the phantom tickles.

“Piano or guitar?” Raph repeated his question with an evil grin.

“Wahaihit!” Leo exclaimed, “Neheheither!”

“Pick one!” Raph demanded with a small laugh of his own, wiggling his fingers above Leo's thigh, “Or else~!”

“P-piahano,” Leo stammered through giggles, face flushing a bright red as he squirmed a bit when Raph held his hand above his side again.

“Are you suuuure~?” Raph teased with a smirk, grinning wider when Leo's face flushed and he glared.

“Okay!” Raph said with a laugh, “Staring the concert in threeeeeeeeeee,”

“Juhust gehet it ohohover with!” Leo exclaimed, trying to squirm away from Raph's wiggling fingers that were slowl moving closer to his side.

“Twoooooo- NOW!” Raph exclaimed, tasering Leo in the side and earning a loud shriek of laughter which quickly delved into loud cackles and frantic squirming.

“EEEHA- RAHAHAHPHIE! I CAHAHAN'T! PLEHEHEAAHAH!” Leo squealed, squirming violently and thrashing in Raph's hold, “HEHEHELP!”

Raph grinned, tasering Leo in the ribs one last time and earning a shriek before he let go of Leo and tugged him into his lap.

He planted a kiss on top of his giggling little brother's head, “Wasn't that concert awesome?”

“Noho! It wahasn't!” Leo giggly grumbled, still squirming slightly from the phantom tingling and tickles.

Raph rubbed his sides, trying to abate the feeling, but got a loud squeal in response.

“NAHA!” Leo squealed, gripping Raph's wrists, “RahahHAPH!”

“Sorry, sorry!” Raph apologized with a Raph, letting Leo on the head instead and grinning, “You're just too ticklish!”

“Don't sahay it!” Leo shrieked, making Raph grin.

✨✨🫶💙🫶💙🫶💙🫶💙🫶💙✨✨

RAHHH LET'S GO!! SHELLDONNN!!!!!💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

Heya! I loved the fic you wrote! If you have time, can you please write a Lee!Donnie fic? No pressure or anything! I know that good stories take time to write.

(⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠) So I kinda disappeared for like over a month-- well I'm back!!!! It's a Christmas miracle, obviously!!!! (Life comes at you fast :,3) ANYWAY! I had this idea and remembered it fit your request, hope you like it!!! ✨✨💙🫶🫶

As always!🫶 T-cest DNI! That is DISGUSTING. GET OUT.

Teamwork makes the dream work! Or at least the Shelldon go away

Trying to rewrite Shelldon's AI while horribly sleep deprived and a bit confused was maybe not Donnie’s best idea…but at least Leo is here to help him out now, right!?

Who is he kidding? They're screwed.

Lee: Donnie💜 and Leo💙

Ler: Shelldon💜🐢

“Stop moving so much, Shelldon!” Donnie scolded with a yawn, holding the robot down again as he scrolled through lines and lines of code.

“Sorry, brah, what's this for again?” Shelldon asked with an impatient sigh.

“I noticed you seem upset when you can't be tickled like the rest of the dumb-dumbs,” Donnie yawned, “So I'm making it so you can be,”

“Oh,” Shelldon blinked, “Cool, dude! Totally rad to be more like the others!”

“Yes,” Donnie said tiredly, clicking a line and changing the script in it, going down and changing things to work while Shelldon whined and complained.

“How much longer!” Shelldon whined, looking close to flying off.

“Just this last bit, annnnd, done,” Donnie sighed, pressing enter and closing out, “Well?”

“Thanks dude!” Shelldon cheered, flying in the air in a circle and grinning in his little robot turtle way.

“Yes I am incredibly genius and talented,” Donnie said, waving him off, “Now I have work to- EEP!”

He jumped a mile as one of Shelldon's robotic hands appeared from his shell, reaching out to poke Donnie in the side.

“Shelldon? What the heck!?” Donnie scolded, moving away with a huff.

“I dunno dude, this is totes weird!” Shelldon exclaimed, even he looked confused, “I just feel like I gotta tickle you!”

“Huh?” Donnie looked confused, tired eyes staring at Shelldon, “Wait? Did I reverse the purpose of the script!?”

“I dunno dude,” Shelldon said, a mischievous smirk forming on his face as he inched closer to Donnie.

“Shelldon. Don't you dare. I will ground you for the rest of your life!” Donnie said threateningly, slowly backing away and nearly giggling as he did.

“Well dude, y'know what they say,” Shelldon said, smirking evilly, “Cowabummer.”

With that he darted forward, quickly scooping Donnie's wrists in the metal tendrils that came from his shell.

“Shehehelldon!” Donnie giggled, kicking at the robot best he could, “Don't you eeheven think-!”

Before he could make any giggly threats, robotic hands shot out and started kneading into his ribs.

Donnie shrieked, squirming about and giggling as he did, kicking at Shelldon was grinning down at him in the air.

“SheHEHEllDOHOn!” Donnie cackled, “AHA-! StAHAhaAP!”

“Nah, I'm good bro,” Shelldon teased with a mean grin, sending a hand down to tickle at Donnie's underarms, forcing his laughter up an octave.

“SHEHEHELLDON!” Donnie cackled, squirming as his eyes were squeezed shut, “PLEHEHEEASE! STAHAHAP!”

“YOHOHOUR’E SOHO GROUNDEHEHEHEHAHAHA!” Donnie screamed, thrashing violently as hand mercilessly scratched at his underarms and the ones on his ribs switched to his hips, “AHAHA! NOHOHO!”

“Yehehes,” Shelldon mocked with a grin, nearly giggling himself. He never got to see Donnie laugh so much cause of him! It was amazing! Not to mention it was making him feel so calm and warm and fuzzy!

“HAHAHAHA!” Donnie cackled as he squirming, face red as he laughed and thrashed.

There was a quiet humming sound, making Shelldon slow his tickle assault slightly, leaving Donnie giggling but not loudly cackling like before.

“Hey hermano,” Leo's voice rang out, a faint blue light disappearing, “I somehow locked myself outta my phone and-”

He rounded the pile of stuff blocking his view, taking in the sight. He blinked, taking a small step back, “Uh, got places to be, bye!”

Leo turned to run, but yelped as metal circled his ankle and yanked him back, another bit yanking his sword away, “NO-!”

“Dee, what is happening!?” Leo exclaimed as Shelldon grabbed his arms with a metal tendril, holding his arms above his head like Donnie’s were.

“Shelldon has apparently gone mad with tickle power,” Donnie said through residual giggles.

“What!?” Leo screeched, turning to Shelldon, “Don't do this dude! I'll let you race in the lair for however long you want.”

“Sorry, ‘uncle’ Leo,” Shelldon said evilly, “But I like this more than racing!”

Leo squealed with laughter as a hand met his side, “WAHAHIT!”

“SHEHELDOHOHON! DOHOHN'T STAHAHART AGAIN!” Donnie squealed as a hand met his tummy.

“Is your tummy ticklish too, Leo?” Shelldon teased, a hand moving there and skittering it's fingers.

Leo screeched, kicking his legs and thrashing, “DAHAHANIE! HEHEHELP ME-HAHAHAHA!”

“I CAHAHAN’T!” Donnie screeched as Shelldon tickled his tummy mercilessly, “SHELLDON! STAHAHAHAP! PLEHEHEEASE!”

“MAHAHAKE HIM STAHAHAP- NAHAHAT THERE!” Leo screeched as a hand clamped on his thigh and lightly squeezed, making him throw his head back in hysterics as he screeched.

“SHEHELL- AHAHAHAHAHA!” Donnie cackled, squirming violently, as Shelldon only cooed and started tickling at his tummy more, “NOHOHO MOHOORE!”

“HOW DOHO WE MAHAKE HIM- AHAHAHA STAHAP!?” Leo squealed, kicking at Shelldon, who narrowly dodged.

The twins eyes met, and they knew they had a plan. Well, sorta.

Right as they both reared back to kick, Shelldon squeezed Leo's thigh and sent him doubling over with a screechy cackle. And then he started skittering fingers along the crooks of Donnie's neck, making him throw his head back with a loud snort that burst into bubbly cackles.

“NO- SNRK, NOHOW NAHAHARDO!” Donnie screeched, kicking at Shelldon as Leo did the same.

They managed to hit the robot, he spun out and forced him to let go, allowing the two to slump to the floor in a flurry of giggles from the phantom sensation.

“Yohou, are soho dead,” Donnie threatened in a flurry of giggles as Shelldon shot off to hide.

Got some more asks to answer, so those should be out soon!!! 🫶🫶💙💙💙💙🫶🫶💙💙🫶🫶✨✨✨

Tags: @sunsetsandsunshine @rice-cake-teen10 @smiley-star @savemeafruitjuice

~Rocket Ship End Time~

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Leo was bored. And when the red eared slider IS bored, EVERYONE will know. Until he remembers something.

"Oh Doooooooon Trooooon..."

So of course, he goes to bother his twin.

"Ugh, audible groan. What is it, Leon?"

The blue-cladded turtle pokes his head over his twins shoulder.

"Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho! Dude! Your actually fixing the rocket ship!! Will it actually fly?"

Sigh. "No, 'Nardo, it will not fly. Maybe. Now stop bothering."

Leo slithers out the room to Raph's. "HEY RAAAAAPH! My rocket ship is almost ready!"

The eldest turtle looks up. "Rocket ship? What rocket?"

Leo smirks. "The first one."

Raph gets a face of annoyance. Leo was an absolute MENACE with that thing.

"W-what!?!? F-fixed!? Dangit, why!?"

Leo smirks. "I'ma go share the AWESOME news with Mikester." He flips his bandana tail and backflips out the room, the show off he is.

Mikey was in the living room, painting. Leo leaps in the room, knocking the canvas down.

"LEO!! I WAS WORKING ON THAT!"

Leo winces. "Relax, hermano! I have amazi-"

Mikey interrupts. "Yeah yeah, the rocket ship. Donnie already texted me. Your always so annoying with that thing!"

How dare Mikey!? Call his brother "annoying"... when he was absolutely aggravating with it.

"HEY, NARDO! READY."

Leo runs up into Donnie's lab, yanking the finished product. "Ooh... is this... JET BOOSTERS!"

"Yes yes, just don't fly it off in the lab-"

BOOM. It flies and bonks Donnie upside the head. "OW- NARDO!"

Leo becomes an absolute nuisance. Running around, hitting people with it, infodumping, and being just an absolute pain.

Blah blah blah blah blah. Raph gets annoyed. He grabs Leo by the arm and pins him down, finally had enough.

"H-hey! L-let me go!"

"That ain't happening. You've been a pain, Leon."

Donnie, scrolling on his phone, looks up at the two. "And what, may I ask, is going on here?"

"Leo's being a brat, so we're gonna teach him a lesson."

Mikey pops in from behind. "Gladly."

"G-guhuys? What are you planning??"

Raph places his hand on Leo's sides. Donnie sits at his ankles. Mikey at his arms.

"Guys, look, I'm sor- Hehehey!"

Raph starts gliding his fingers across his younger brothers sides. Right on cue, Donnie puts on his feet in an arm lock and starts doing the same. Mikey flops his hands right up to his underarms, tickling madly.

"W-WAIHIT! G-GUHUYS, STAHAP IT!!" He bursts into laughter loudly.

"I dunno. You sure were being quite a big pain with that rocket ship." Raph says teasingly.

"G-GUHUHUYS! S-SHIHIHIT!! P-PLEHEASE, STAHAHAP IT!"

"Ooh, cursing us out now, huh? Baaaad choice, Leon." Donnie says, using his Battle Shell's metal extensions to tickle both his heels.

"D-DAHAHAMMIT, DAHAHANNIE! NOHO! NOHOT THERE!"

Raph starts attacking his stomach, as Mikey moves to the ribs.

"GUHUYS, COHOME ON hic PLEHEHEHASE!! I-IHIM SOHORRY!"

The three all let him go, as he collapses into Raph's lap.

"You guys... are... plain evil... incarnate..."

"Ah yes. Payback is the sweetest dish to make." Donnie smirks, as Leo groans.

"But guys... ROCKET SHIP FLYY!"

The rocket flies up, hitting all 3 of the brothers heads.

"DAMN- Really Leo!? Again!?" Raph rubs his head.

"Uh... see ya later!" He runs, the other 3 sighing and walking after him.

Siblings.

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~Rocket Ship Prequels~

Tags: @sunsetsandsunshine @savemeafruitjuice @smiley-star @rice-cake-teen10

Summary: Leo was obsessed with a rocket ship toy Splinter got him. But.. whatever happened to it? Donnie may know. This takes place when the turtles are young. Raph is 6, Donnie and Leo 5, and Mikey 4.

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(Date is July 25. Don't know if that's Leo's actual birthday, but it may or may not be mine.)

"Whoa! A video game! Lou Jitsu!? Thanks Raph! And a basketball hoop? Awesome, Mikey! And a... UNICORN ONESIE!? Your great, 'Tello!"

The blue-cladded 5 year-old thanks all of them. He makes it to the final present. "Hmm.. from Dad!"

Opening it, is a rocket ship with light-up effects.

"Well? Ya like it?" Raph asks.

"You better. That's a lot of money we spent from chores." Donnie mutters.

Leo yells. "I KNEW IT! Does it really fly like in the commercial!?"

Splinter explains. "Well no, but you can make it."

The SECOND he finishes, Leo THROWS it across the room. Not wanting it to break, Donnie jumps and grabs it.

"You idiot! If we could make stuff fly away by throwing it, I would've thrown you 5 years ago!" (G-get it? C-cause he's f-five here and... yeah I'll shut up now.)

"It'll fly... I just know it!"

Those words.

Later, when Leo goes to bed, Donnie doesn't. He sneaks into Leo's room, grabbing the rocket ship. He heads back to his lab.

"Oh it'll fly alright..."

The light flips right on. "What are you doing?" Raph's voice.

He's screwed. "N-nothing! I... fine. Leo's been less annoying, so I was gonna see if I could make his rocket ACTUALLY fly."

Raph's heart melts. "Aww... that's adorable! Just don't explode it."

Donnie works on it for a while. "Alright. This should be it... aaaand... go!" The rocket flies up, but it explodes into teeny pieces.

"NOO! SHOOT SHOOT SHOOT... LEO'S GONNA BE DEPRESSED!"

The next day.

"Hey Einstein! Have ya seen my rocket?"

The softshell stammers. "W-what rocket? OH! T-that rocket? I-IHI UH... Leo... it broke. I-I accidentally broke it... AAAAAFTER A BEAR IN THE WOODS BROKE IT IN HALF!"

Gullible little Leo believes it. "NO WAY! C-can you fix it?"

"W-well no but... aw man... Leo, you can't seriously be crying."

Indeed he was. He was gonna explode.

"G-gone?" The tears fall.

"Leo, I- awman- come here."

The twins hug. Donnie nuzzles his head into Leo's neck INTENDED for comfort, but instead gets a bunch of giggles.

"H-hehey! Stahap!"

Donnie pauses. "... 'Nardo, what the- OOOOOHOHOHOHO..."

The scientist makes quick work, mercilessly attacking his ribs.

"N-NAHAHAO! NOHO! S-STAHAHAP, NEHERD!"

Donnie teases him. "Really? Iiiii don't see a reason too. Unless your too ticklish to handle it."

Says the second most ticklish turtle, cough cough.

"NO-NO IHIHIM NAHAT- STAHAHAP! NOHOT THEHEHRE!"

Too late. Donnie has already started tickling his stomach.

"Why's that? Cause you can't haaandle it?"

Putting his mouth on, he blows a big ol' raspberry on the blue-cladded turtles stomach, earning loud shrieks and cackles.

"O-OHOKAY! IHI GIHIVE UHUUUP!"

Donnie lets him go. "But don't worry 'Nardo, I'll fix it soon."

Many years later..

"NARDO. COME HERE!" Yells the softshell.

Leo comes in, arms crossed. "Whaaaat?"

Donnie lowers his goggles. "Your rocket is finally on it's way to being fixed. I'm almost done with repairs."

Leo raises an eyebrow. "Don Tron, it's a children's toy. Haha, whys it taking so long?"

"...dont ask questions."

"...alright. pizza?"

FINISHED!! Now. Fic after this ends the rocket ship saga, lol.

Heres how it's been going- Leo got it for his b-day, Don broke it trying to upgrade, Leo got upset, Don cheered him, worked many years later aaand its almost done, which is why Leo kept pestering him.

Fic order for ROTTMNT so far-

This one, "Rocket Ship Prequels"

Next- "Stop Touching My Stuff!"

And finally, "You gotta take a break!"

And tomorrow we get "Its Finally Ready, Calm Down"

Leeeeooooos

~ 𝚈'𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠…𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛. ~

💙👻🩵👻💙👻🩵

(𝙰𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚝 𝙶𝚋𝚘𝚢𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾 𝚘𝚗 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝙰𝚛𝚝)

̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝟷𝟸: 𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 (𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 💗)

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟸,𝟼𝟷𝟾

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢🩵

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 🐢💙

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕…𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔. 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 (𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎’𝚜) 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘…𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔 ☺️🫶🏾!!

𝙸.𝙸. (𝙸𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙾): 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎 = 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗, 𝙼𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚖 = 𝙻𝚎𝚘!!!

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙻𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢😙🩷🙌🏾˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Yeesh…you have a deeper Raph chasm than Raph himself…” The red eared slider lightly joked as he caught a glimpse of his smaller counterpart. 

The younger counterpart in question didn’t even seem…remotely phased by the remark, looking over the city of NYC like it was going to be his last time doing so. 

But the smaller turtle felt like he was being slightly watched…(which, he in fact was) he then looked up and locked eyes with his older counterpart. “…Huh? W-Were you talking to me?”

“Nope. I was just talking to my imaginary friend Mr. Snoozle— of course I was talking to you.” Leon said sarcastically, raising an eye ridge at the other teen. 

Leo blushed slightly at the elder’s sarcasm, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, “Sorry…I-I was spacing out…I do that a lot.”

“Yeah…no kidding. I’ve been talking to you for the past ten minutes and all I’ve gotten from you were six 'mhm’s', three 'yup’s' and seven 'dang that’s crazy's'.” The older one snorted, “If I didn’t know any better, it seems like you don’t wanna talk to me.”

“No! I-It’s not that!” The smaller turtle immediately protested, fiddling nervously with his fingers as he gazed at the streets of NYC once more. 

Which…was really the only thing he could do right at this moment. 

Besides…the city always looked so…pretty in the evenings. 

Well, if there wasn’t crime happening…

…Which was, like, a good 40-50% of the time but still.

“So…what is it, then? Why did you take me to a random rooftop in the smack middle of NY? 'Cuz, no offense…but I was having a nice first place winning streak in Fashion Famous before all of this.” The taller turtle said.

The honey brown teen raised a doubtful brow, “…You play Fashion Famous?”

“Psh…who doesn’t?” Leon scoffed, “But that’s a question worth discussing for another day…” He said as he leaned his shell against the rooftop guardrail as he looked up at the afternoon soon to turn to evening sky, “So tell me..what’s going on, dude?”

“…I…I needed to talk to you…” Leo mumbled. 

“I…can see that.” The elder giggled, “But, what did you wanna talk about?”

The younger fiddled with his fingers nervously again, picking at his thumb’s hang nail slightly as he avoided the other’s gaze entirely now, “…How…H-How do I become a good leader…?” 

Leon blinked in confusion, darting his eyes around the rooftop looking for someone else before letting out a humorless laugh, “Uhuh…whahahat?”

“I-I said…how do I become a good leader…?” Leo repeated, a bit quieter this time.

“…You’re asking me that?” The slider asked incrediously.

“Yes…!” Leo emphasized, getting off of the rail to look at the taller turtle, “How do I—”

“U-Uh…this is…flattering and all, b-but I reheally think you should talk to my Raph about…that.” The red eared slider interrupted, rubbing his arm anxiously and tensing up a bit as the other mutant looked at him with confusion and distraught.

“What? Why!?” Leo asked, getting up from the ledge to look fully at his older counterpart.

“Well, I’m not the oldest turtle in the family like you. I’m the second youngest. Raphalla has more experience, more wisdom and aaaaall that good stuff.” The lime green eyed turtle said as he grimaced awkwardly, picking at a hangnail as well.

Great minds think alike, I suppose…

The honey brown eyed mutant blinked, “I…so? Your still the leader of your team—“

“Welp…this conversation has been fun but I gotta go—”

“But—”

“I have a toooooon of stuff to do now that I think about it…”

“B-But I—”

“And besides, I’m sure your leadership skills aren’t as bad as you think they are—”

“PLEASE!!” The younger shouted as the older tried to leave, making the other flinch slightly at the sudden and random yell, “…Please. J-Just a small piece of advice! A-A hint…! Anything!” 

The taller mutant sighed inwardly, turning around as he crossed his arms— not in a malicious way…but it was really the only form of body langauge he could do at the moment other than picking more at his skin…

…Which, he promised Donnie he would try to stop doing…

“…Why do you want my input so bad…?” The lime green eyed teen asked, mentally cringing at how weak and fragile he sounded.

“I…I don’t know.” The younger mumbled quietly as he sat down against the ledge on the building, hugging his knees to his chest, “I just…figured you would know some stuff…”

“Some…stuff?” The other pressed.

Leo rolled his eyes, “You know what I’m taking about; being a good leader and all that shit!” 

“Pfft— HAH! Trust me, dude…I’m just as lost as you are with this whole 'being a good leader' thing.” Leon chuckled, sitting down next to his counterpart.

“…What are you talking about?” 

“I just became a leader, like…two-ish weeks ago? I dunno…the past weeks have been a complete blur.” The red eared slider explained, holding in an amused snort as he saw how genuinely shocked the other turtle was by his new lore drop. 

“My Raph was originally the leader of the team but after my family defeated the Shredder…my Dad was just all like: 'Blue, you’re the new leader now' and the rest was history…” 

“…Just like that?” The honey brown eyed teenager asked in pure surprise. 

“Just like that.” Leon confirmed. 

“Well, fuck me, then…” The smaller teen grumbled in defeat, burying his face in his knees as the other let out the amused snort he’s been holding in, “I’m good, thanks.” 

“You know that’s not what I meant.” The younger grumbled at the older’s immaturity. 

…He needs to make a mental note to himself to never let his own Mikey and Leon be in the same room with one another…

“I personally think you have nothing to worry about, though. You seem like you’re doing a pretty good job—” Leon tried to say. 

“But I’m not!” Leo exclaimed as he interrupted the older, mentally punching himself for making a loud outburst again, “I-I’m…not…”

“My brother’s don’t listen to me.” The smaller teen explained, his voice either demonstrating frustration or self-depreciation…

…Leon couldn’t tell.

“They always assume I want to be bossy or I want to be controlling but in reality I just wanna protect them!” The honey brown eyed turtle seethed, “I-I just want to be there for them a-and help!!! I knowthat we’re all the same age and I guess it seems like I’m babying them but I kinda have to because they aren’t responsible! They wouldn’t know responsibility if it walked up to them and punched them straight in the face!!”

The lime green eyed mutant rubbed his arm, tapping his fingers on his knees to try and calm himself down; getting overwhelmed was not a good look on him. 

Plus, it clashed with his autumn shade. 

“…Just, uh…trust yourself…?” The elder tried. 

“But I don’t!” The younger shouted, “I’ve tried and tried and tried to lead but they just. don’t. listen! I-I can’t lead people who don’t want to be lead!” 

“…Your Dad picked you to be the leader for a reason—”

“Well I don’t even know what that damn reason is! ” Leo seethed, burying his face into his arms, “My brother’s want Raph to lead…they don’t want…me. They want someone collective and strong and dependent as their leader; someone who they can be relient on…s-someone who they can trust…”

The smaller mutant let out a wet scoff, looking to the side of himself, “…I’m none of those things…” 

Almost on cue to the emotional moment, Leon slapped his younger counterpart upside on the head…hard. 

Leo let out a small squawk, rubbing the back of his head as he glared at the other. 

“What the freaking hell was that for?!” Leo seethed. 

“For saying a bunch of dumb shit!” The older seethed back, “Y'know that’s my job, right?” He said as he crossed his arms, glancing straight ahead as he saw the sun peeking out from behind a building….

…It was honestly giving the Attack on Titan intro and Leo wasn’t complaining one bit.

“Look…I’m not going to lie to you; being the leader isn’t easy.” The lime green eyed teen exclaimed knowingly. 

“Gee, I wonder what gave you that idea.” The other grumbled under his breath. 

“Just let me cook!”

“Well, right now you’re burning.”

Leon just rolled his eyes at the smaller’s sassy remark, continuing, “I get it, okay…? Being the leader is…challenging. Especially when you know the people your supposed to be leading don’t…want your leadership— or at the very least aren’t used to it.”

The lime green eyed teenager got up, brushing his legs off as he looked over the building’s rail, seeming like he was…trying to remember something, “It’s…a lot. Your still a kid but you’re literally forced to manage all of these responsibilities and high expectations everyone has for you…”

The older sighed, playing with his mask tails as he glanced at the ground, wishing it had an answer to his and Leo’s predicament, “A-And you don’t…you don’t know what those expectations are…” 

The taller mutant sighed, looking back at his younger counterpart, “But you just…gotta keep going…y’know? Your Dad picked you to be leader for a reason, I’m sure.” Leon assured. 

“But my brother’s—”

“'Want Raph?'” The red eared slider said, “Wehell, you aren’t Raph, now are you?”

“…no.”

“Exactly. So stop trying to compare. You’re Leonardo. Lead how Leonardo would lead.” The elder smiled softly.

God, he sounded so freaking…wise right now!!!

“But…I don’t know how Leonardo leads…that’s why I’m asking you…!!” The younger said. 

Leon snorted, “You gotta figure it out, then! Only you can determine how Leonardo leads. Yes…we’re both Leo’s in a sense but we’re different people…you feel me?”

“I…I-I feel you.” The honey brown eyed teen nodded slightly, “I just…I just don’t wanna mess anything up, I guess…”

“Hate to break it to you…but you 100% will. That’s the great thing about being, well…you. I don’t need to be an alternate version of you to know you fuck things up constantly.” The older Leonardo joked lightly, his soft smile turning to a smug grin as he saw how appalled his younger self got at the comment. 

“And you’re going to fuck up a lot of things when you’re leading your brothers…I’d be lying if I said you wouldn’t. But…overtime you’ll get better…you won’t be perfect…but you’ll get better.” The elder announced, looking over his shoulder to lock eye’s with Leo, “And sooner or later your younger brother’s will learn to trust you to lead them…but you have to trust yourself first.” 

Leo’s eyes widened slightly, looking back at his older self with nothing but…respect and compassionnow. 

His advice actually made…sense. Which is an actual shock because all the things he usually says is just plain old gibberish. 

“So, you gonna pay me?” Leon asked as he sat back down. 

“Huh?” The younger said as he tilted his head in confusion. 

“I said: Are you gonna pay me?” The older asked again, “Advice doesn’t come for free, y'know.” And in a result to the random question and statement, Leo scratched the side of his head, glancing away nervously, “I mean…I have some Jolly Rancher wrappers in my pocket if you’d like that.” 

The older Leonardo raised an unamused brow, biting back a genuine smile at the younger’s attempted transaction. 

“…I’ll…take that as a maybe…?” The shorter mutant quietly guessed. 

“I’ll pass…but I appreciate the offer.” The red eared slider laughed, wrapping his younger counterpart in a hug as he rested his hand on his side, squeezing it comfortingly, “With you and me as our brother’s leaders…there’s absolutely nothing we can’t solve!” 

The older mutant faltered, scratching his chin in sudden realization, “Besides girls…I still haven’t decoded them yet.” 

Leo randomly let out a laugh at the joke, shaking his head as a couple snorts and squeals followed. 

The older Leo raised an amused brow, chuckling lightly at the other’s giggle fit, “Ohoookay…it was never that fuhunny.” 

“Ihi nehehever sahaid ihat— snrt! Yohour hahahand!!!” The younger Leonardo squeaked, holding the other’s wrists loosely. “Oh.” The lime green eyed teenager hummed, his amused eyeridge raise now becoming…smug, “You don’t happen to be…ticklish, do you?” 

The smaller mutant gulped as his counterpart muttered out…the word; and so casually too?!

“N-Noho! N-Nohoh I’m nohot!” The honey brown eyed turtle squeaked out despretley, letting out a city-wide squeal as Leon pinched his hips with his free hand whilst still trapping/wrapping him in a hug. “Really? Well, last I checked, people who 'aren’t ticklish' don’t usually squeal when their hips are squeezed, bud.”  

“Ihihat’s— snrt! Juhuhust stahap!!” 

“If my memory serves me correctly, you said you 'weren’t ticklish', right?” The elder said as he wiggled his free hand near the other’s stomach. 

Which, in fact, was enough to keep the other boy completely howling with laughter. 

Leo screamed, twisting and turning to try and steer away from the tortuous fingers, “N-NohO nohOHO snrt WAHAIT-!!!” 

“Soooo…you obviously don’t mind this, right?” Leon smirked as he used his left hand to scribble around the smaller turtle’s tummy while his right hand wrapped around his shell and tickled his underarm. “IHI MIHIHIND! IHI snrt MIHIHIND snrt AHA LAHAHAT!” The younger mutant squeaked out in panic, flailing and shouting about. 

“But why~? You’re obviously not ticklish.” The red eared slider shrugged casually. 

“IHI SNRT SNRT AHAM!!” The smaller mutant suddenly confessed, pushing on the taller’s chest, “IHI AHAM SNRT  IHIHI AHAM SNRT SNRT IHI SNRT AHAHAM!!” 

“Oh! So…you lied to me?” The older mutant questioned as he clamped Leo’s thigh repetitively.

The complete audacity of this kid…

It was impressive, honestly…

Leo hiccuped, burying his head in the elder’s shoulder, “NOHO! IHI— snrt! GYAHAHA PLEHEHEASE!!” 

“Noho! You lied to me, you little twerp! Ugh…the betrayal! And here I thought we were having a nice little bonding moment!” The red eared slider cried dramatically as he stuffed his hands in Leo’s underarms.

The younger Leonardo loudly squawked, snorting up a storm as the elder continued to relentlessly tickle him to pieces, “L-LEHEEEEEEEHEON!!”

“Hm~? Yeah~? What is it, bud?”

“PLEHEHEASE!! NAHAT SNRT SNRT THAHAT!!!” The honey brown eyed mutant squealed, his yell bouncing off the walls of the buildings of New York. “Why~? Is it your tickle spot~? Your tickle tickletickle spot~? 'Cuz your tickle tickle ticklish~?”

“SHUHUT UHUHUP!!” The smaller turtle howled as Leon scribbled his nails along the other’s plastron patterns, “OHO MY GAHASH YOHOUR SOOHOH MEAN!!!”

“Mean?” The lime green eyed teenager repeated innocently, “I’m not mean~! I’m just asking you a couple questions.” 

“I-IHIHI CAHANT SNRT SNRT SNRT BREATHE!!” 

“That sounds like a yohou problem, but hey! That’s just me…” 

“OKAHAY!!!” The younger wheezed, happy tears pricking out of his eyes; awaiting to fall, “STOHOP! STOHOHAP!!” 

“Stopping stopping…” The elder teenager giggled, doing as he promised and stopping. He wrapped his younger counterpart in a hug, letting the shorter turtle snort and snicker in his shoulder once more, “You got this…okay?” He assured. 

“W-Whahat…? Whahat snrt snrt doohoo I snrt hahahave??” Leo questioned through his giddy laughs which Leon couldn’t help but huff fondly to, “The…Thehe leading thing, dude. You got it, okay? Just remember what I said and you’ll be fine.” 

“I dohon’t eheheven remember whahat yohou said toohoo beehee honest..” 

“I can tickle you again to help you remember—“

“N-NONOHO IHIHI’M GOOD!” Leo emphasized, hugging his middles and burying his head into Leon’s shoulder deeper. The elder just hugged him tighter, resting his cheek on the top of the younger’s head.

The two didn’t know a thing when it came to leading…

But they were going to try…they were going to try leading…

…Because that’s really all anyone could ask for…

Their best. 

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

Tickletober Day 24- Joke

This is a Rise fic! Yet another excuse to torment a certain blue turtle. Also, how could I not write Leo for this day's prompt?

Lee: Leo

Ler: Donnie

TW!: SWEARING!

"Waitwaitwaitwait! Just one more!"

"No, Nardo. These are awful, and I don't want to hear it."

"Pleease just listen to this one!"

The softshell sighed, squaring his shoulders and turning to face his brother from where he stood at the entrance of his lab. Leo pushed his way further into the room, earning a glare from Donnie, and smirked. "Okay, what do you get when you put a spiderweb on an ear of corn?"

"Ugh. What?"

"A cob-web!"

"..."

Leo rolled his eyes, walking all the way over to his twin and spinning his chair around to face him. Donnie only crossed his arms, staring blankly back. "Leo. That has got to be the worst thing you've ever said to me."

The sword-user made a sound of shock, shaking the other by the shoulders. "How can you say that? That was an amazing joke! Not my fault you lost your funny bone.." Donnie raised an eyebrow. "What was that?"

"I'm just saying, you don't think anything's funny. Just watch." The slider backed up a bit, clearing his throat. "Why did the ghost cross the road?" At the lack of response, Leo smiled to himself and answered his own question. "He wanted to return from the other side!"

"Not amusing, Leon."

Leo poked at the purple-themed turtle's torso. "It is so! What, that doesn't tickle your funny bone even a little bit?" Donnie paused. 'Tickle, huh? That's how he wanted this to go? Fine by him.'

The shorter stood, catching his twin's attention. "You know what? Because you are so insistent on humour, I'll give you something worth laughing about." Leo's demeanor slowly changed from that of a cocky sibling, to one of a terrified mutant who had no idea as to what was coming his way.

Donnie had lunged at the other, grabbing him by the sides and brought the both of them to the ground. Leo grunted as his shell collided with the floor, trying to use his knees to push the softshell away. "HeHEY- What're yo-haAAH!"

Donnie sat on his brother's waist, almost roughly kneading into his ribs. The slider screeched, trying to scramble away, but the weight on his body limited his movement. Donnie let out an "Oomf" as he was kneed in the back, though his battle shell ensured he wasn't injured.

"Hey, I don't appreciate you hitting me!"

Leo bucked his hips, pushing desperately at his twin's arms. "Ihi doHOn't SCaHAHAre!" The scientist gasped dramatically, earning a snort from his sibling. "Stop it with the puns! I'm done with you!"

The blue-masked teen tossed his head to the side, screaming and thrashing when a hand latched onto his thigh. "Hah! SNRK- Haha-FuhuuAHAHAH! DOHOHONNIE NOHOHOO!"

"Donnie yes~ You know, you've been getting on my nerves lately.."

Leo shrieked as his inner thigh was scribbled at, unable to do much more than bang his fist on the ground and take it. "STAHAHAHAP! DEEHEEE, I CAHAN'T!"

"And I think you're dum-dum jokes are the last straw.. How about you stop telling puns for three days, and then I'll stop."

"WIHIHITCHFUHUL THIHINKIHIHING- WaiIHIIHIHIIT, SNRT- WAIT IHI'M SAHAHAAAHARRY!"

"What did I just say? Looks like someone can't keep their mouth shut."

Tears trickled down the slider's eyes, the turtle convulsing as the bottom of his leg was scribbled on. He had lost most of his strength, Donnie not even moving an inch anymore, just tickling away at his poor thighs.

"Do you promise to stop?"

Leo had to piece together the question through his cackling, but nodded frantically as soon as he understood, screeching loudly. "YEHEHEES! SHIHIT, IHI GIHIHIVE SNRK- UHUP! DEEHEHEE!"

Donnie smirked, pinching at the sensitive limb for a couple more seconds before letting go, sliding off of his brother, and sitting beside him. The blue-themed turtle snorted, pushing at his twin through residual laughter. "Ihi.. I reheally hahate you.."

The softshell rolled his eyes, a smile being put back on his face as he wriggled his fingers in the other's face, resulting in a high-pitched squeal. "Just remember what you promised, because I'll tickle you worse if you so happen to forget."

Leo's cheeks tinted pink, and he rolled away from his brother, then sitting up and crossing his arms defiantly. "Whatever.."

Yeah, there was no way he was going longer than an hour without annoying his favorite twin again.

Tickletober Day 22- Role Reversal

This is a Rise fic! Also, it's based off of the intro to Smart Lair! (The episode starts with Donnie screaming, with Leo and Mikey chasing after him. Raph comes in and stops them, then Donnie complains about never being a mummy. I wanted to explore why he's never able to, and how he would act if he were to be a mummy.)

Lee: Mikey, Leo, Raph (implied)

Ler: Donnie

TW!: SOME SWEARING! SUSPENSE! (Dark rooms, shadows in doorways)

I split the fic into parts to help it go faster, so if there's any misinterpretation as to what's happening, feel free to ask for clarification!

"Can I please be the mummy this time?"

Raph sighed, Leo groaned, and Mikey pouted. "Donnie, if Raph lets ya be a mummy, do ya promise not to get all of of control again.. like.. that time?" The softshell straightened his posture, hands going behind his back in a neat clasped form. "I promise."

The red-themed turtle squinted at his little brother, nodding slowly. "Alright, then.. You can be the mummy." Donnie grinned sweetly, uncrossing his fingers and taking them from behind himself to do a fist-pump. "Oh yeah!"

Leo and Mikey looked on nervously.

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The Lou-Jitsu movie had begun playing, and the four sat down on the ground, going over rules. This happened every time they turned on the film, and they had all seen the movie enough times to remember the intro word-for-word anyway.

"...And no toilet paper wars. It is to be used strictly for costume."

Leo gave a sharp look to Mikey, who only shrugged. "Don't look at me! Raph started it." The slider waved him off, then tossed a roll of toilet paper to his twin.

Donnie almost caught it, sighing as he picked it off the ground. "Just so we're clear, this is directly from the packaging, right?" Leo rolled his eyes, but nodded. "Yes, you maniac-" There was a creaking door from the movie, making each brother perk up. "Shhh! Guys, Lou Jitsu's entering the tomb! Donnie, go get ready!" The purple-themed turtle got to his feet, scurrying off into the other room.

"So!" Mikey clapped. "Who's scared for their lives?"

All three of them raised their hands.

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The lights were turned off, and Leo started standing on Splinter's armchair, quoting along with the scene as it played. "And I, Lou-Jitsu, will defeat you, mummies!"

A metallic sound came from the sewer tunnel. Mikey flinched, turning around, but he saw nothing. He was standing on the ground beside the slider, and gulped, grabbing onto the blue-themed turtle's arm at a flash of silver in the doorway. "I don't mean to break character, but.. I don't think Donnie's keeping his promise.."

Leo gave him an uneasy glance, turning around just in time to catch a glimpse of purple, much closer than a couple seconds ago.. He missed his next line, trying to get back into the rhythm of the movie. "Uh- and.. If any of you try any funny business, I'll.. send you crying to your mummy.."

When the elder turned to his brother, he saw that Mikey's face was pale, and he was inching away from the dark doorway. The sword-wielder turned, only to be met with red eyes staring at them.

"Donnie?.."

"EEEK! SHIT!"

A robotic noise came from behind the two, and the younger jumped up onto the armchair as well, almost causing the both of them to go toppling down as the other wobbled. Leo jumped at a noise behind him as well, the two silently waiting for their brother to enter at his cue. The movie had its cue pass, but nothing happened. A minute went by, the Baha-Blast duo whispering fearfully at each other.

Soon enough, the cue for the main mummy came, and the turtles held each other's arms. Donnie should never have been allowed to be anyone other than the side character who almost dies every movie..

The cue passed. Donnie didn't come.

Leo looked at Mikey, and Mikey kept staring at the doorway. "Dee?.." Another moment passed, and the two almost relaxed into the silence, except each of their sides were latched onto from behind.

"AHH! AHAAH- HAHAH!"

Leo winced at his baby brother's loud screaming, but yelped as well, hands launching down to push away the attacker. "AH! Noho!- DohOHONNIE!"

The blue-themed turtle whipped around, and was met with his twin, eyes staring blankly ahead as his hands dug into their sides. "I am a mummified Egyptian body, I am not Donatello.."

Mikey squeaked as his ribs were dug into, squatting on the top of the armchair when his knees buckled. Donnie only sat on the armrest, squeezing Leo by the thigh, effectively sending him down as well. Leo screeched, writhing on the cushion, trying to dislodge the fingers at his leg. "STAHAHAHAP! KCCH- DOHOOON!"

Metallic spider arms suddenly shot out of his battle-shell, capturing the two's arms in a hand each. Leo squirmed, eyes wide with panic, just above his knee being squeezed at. "HAHAHAH! FUHUCK, STAHAP! HEHAAH!" Donnie gave no response, tickling harder.

Mikey squealed, trying to pull his arms down, but they were pinned high above his head. He wriggled about, trying to twist his ribs out of the elder's grip. "DohoHONNIE! Ihi cahahan't-"

"Groan. I don't care~" The scientist continued to make onomatopoeia sounds, his brothers squirming and flailing. "You're both doomed to face the wrath of the tickle monster! Ghastly noises."

"RAHAHAHAPH! RAHAPH, HEHELP US! HEHE'S- HE'S NOT PLAHAHAYING RIGHT!" Leo screamed, head thrown back in hysterical cackles as his thigh was only tickled at faster in retaliation.

"PLEHEASE, STOHOHOP IT DONNIHIHIEE! NAHAH- EEEEK!-" The softshell fluttered his hand into the youngest's underarm, staring on blankly as the box turtle arched up, giggling increasing ten-fold. The movie played on in the background, but the three were not paying attention. The music escalated, almost ringing out louder than the turtle's laughter.

All of a sudden, Raph came running into the room, tackling Donnie. "Take this, evil mummy!" The softshell tumbled to the ground, almost taking the other turtles with him. Leo and Mikey, now free from his grasp, could escape, the elder grabbing Mikey's arm and rushing out through his giggles.

Donnie twisted, slipping through the snapping-turtle's arms, and jumping away. Raph whipped around, then froze at the dark glare the tech-loving teen had on. It was then that he made the connection between his other sibling's predicament, and his own. Crap..

"Uhuhm- Donnie, what- NoOHO! GET AWAY, YA DEHEMON!"

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Urghh, sorry I'm a bit behind, but I haven't had more than a couple minutes each day to get writing done. I'm doing my best, and as soon as I have more time, I'll get all of them done. Have a great day/night!

Tickletober Day 17- Raspberries

This is a Rise fic! Maaaybe was self-induglent.. just a little. (It's just Leo being bullied, really)

@smiley-star Lee Leo :)

Lee: Leo

Ler: Mikey

TW!: SWEARING!

Leo bounced his leg on his bed, tapping his fingers on his arm. He had felt jittery today, like he had drank three cups of coffee, even though he had been forced to cut down after staying up for almost a full week straight sometime last month.

To be fair, Donnie did that all the time, but Raph just wouldn't let another brother with that degree of a bad sleep-schedule slide.

The blue-themed turtle sighed, instead tracing over the lines of his palm. The slightly tingly sensation calmed him down a bit, until that same feeling returned in his stomach. After a second, the slider realized what it was. A lee-mood.

The turtle groaned quietly, choosing to ignore it for the time being. Everyone was tired, having had a crazy run-in with some mutants last night, and no one would want to deal with whatever he wanted. It wasn't a priority.. it could wait..

"LEO!"

He flinched, body pausing before turning around on his bed to face the doorway. It was Mikey's voice, which was weird, considering the youngest would usually greet everyone at their own doors. "Yeah? What is it?" He listened for a response, but none came. "WHAT?!"

"COME HERE!"

Leo sighed, tightening the drawstring on his hoodie to hide his face, which was probably flushed from his newfound.. mood. He left his room, feet shuffling on the ground as he made his way to the source of the voice. Walking across the lair, he immediately paused at the entrance of his brother's room.

Mikey was sitting on the floor, arms crossed over his chest. Next to him was a paint splatter, covering the majority of what looked like the youngest's most recent artwork. "Aw, Mike.. your painting.. are you okay?"

The box turtle shook his head, pressing his arms harder around himself. "No! All day, no one has wanted to hang out, and was asleep for the entire morning! I had to eat breakfast by myself, so I went to paint to feel better, but then I spilled a bunch of stupid red everywhere!"

Frustrated tears were building up in the smaller's eyes. Leo quickly went to sit down next to him, holding his arms out to comfort him. Mikey sniffled, flopping into the elder's hold. "I'm so sorry, we didn't mean to leave you alone like that-"

"No.." the younger interrupted, resting his head on his brother's shoulder. "It's not any of your fault.. I'm just.. overwhelmed." Leo nodded, squeezing him into a hug. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Mikey nodded. "I just have a lot of energy built up.. could I.. uhm-" he paused, the elder nudging him to continue. "try tickling you..?"

The question was so quiet, Leo was almost convinced he had made it up, but the words rang clear in his mind. "Oh! Uh- sure, Mikey." A smile crept onto his face. It was weird how his lee-moods always seemed to sync up with his brothers, but that wasn't his concern right now.

Mikey smiled back, although it was a little shyer than the slider's. He hugged his brother tight, mumbling a "thanks" before reaches for his hips, latching onto them gently. "Just tell me if it's too much."

Leo squawked, arms jolting down, though he didn't push his little brother away. "DEHEheal!" The box turtle pinched at the joint for a few seconds, then carefully pushed on the taller's plastron to lay him down, sitting on his thighs. Mikey giggled, then rolled up the blue cloth of his hoodie. Leo only had a split second to realize what was going on, watching his brother's head lower, before being plunged into a fit of loud laughter. "HAHAHAH! AAHAH! MIKEHEY!"

"Whahat? I thought you agreed?" Mikey smiled, blowing another raspberry against his belly. "I can stop if you want." The slider bucked, whining at the offer. "NAHAH! Heheh, nohoHOHO! IHI-AHAH! IHIhit's SNRT- OHOHOKAHAay!"

The younger smiled. "Alright then, hang in there, Lee~" He took a deep breath, eyes gleaming mischievously at the anticipation on the elder's face.

Leo's eyes had squeezed shut, blushing at the nickname, only for them to shoot open wider than before at the horrible tickly feeling on the side of his ribs. "HAAAH AHAH! MIHIKEHEHEEEY, NOHOT THEHERE! HAHAHAHAHAH!" His arms shot out to push at the younger's head, but the other just pushed his hoodie higher up, taking his arms with it.

When Leo opened his eyes, he learned that the clothing article had been pushed over his face as well, and he was trapped in a sea of blue as Mikey blew raspberry after raspberry on his plastron. He kicked and squirmed, trying to sit up to stop the tickling, soon lost in his own laughter as his thighs were lightly scribbled on.

"FUHUHU-AHAH! SNRT- IHI CAHAHAN'T SEHEHEE! IHI-AAHAHAHAHAHAH! SNRT- NAHAHAH, PLEHAHAHA!"

The orange-themed turtle cooed, scooting down on his knees which effectively stopped the moving from those limbs. Instead, the slider's hips bucked, and he once again tried to pull his arms out of his sleeves, too overcome with ticklishness to escape.

"Y'know, I think I want to try something.. Of course, if you're willing." There were a couple seconds before the elder had processed the question, the turtle trying to suck in as much air as he could when the fingers at his legs stopped moving. "WHAHaha- SNRT- WhahaHAHat is ihit?.."

Mikey's grin was that of pure evil.

"Oh, I was just wondering how much a raspberry on your thigh would tickle.."

"Euhuhughhh bohohoy.."

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Errm I may end up doing a part two to this? Possibly later in the month, or maybe a fic later on. We'll see I guess. Have a great day!

Tickletober Day 7- Fidget

First week down! Honestly, it's crazy to get so much writing done, but I really hope I can keep my motivation up and get enough time to do everything. Wish me luck I guess?

Also, this was an interesting idea I had, and wanted to explore it a bit. Enjoy!

Lee: Leonardo

Ler: Karai

TW!: MILD SWEARING! ANXIETY FINGER PICKING! (Like, pulling on the skin around your finger, just in case)

THIS HAS SPOILERS FOR LATE SEASON TWO! Just a heads up!

(This is not a ship. These two are SIBLINGS!! Please respect that.)

Why did he feel so.. awkward? Like he can't even have a normal conversation with his brothers, let alone Karai.

Their dynamic had been a bit different ever since.. Miwa?.. found out that she was a Hamato. Having a sister was weird, especially because she was older than them. There were so many things that were missing in their lives, and now they had a chance to make up for it.

Their family had taken a couple days to warm up to each other, but it was difficult for Karai to gain the trust of the younger brothers- especially Raph.

Even so, there weren't as many fights between them as there had been, and Leo had found himself peacefully enjoying their time spent together. More focused, more relaxed..

Except for today.

For some reason, Leo found himself stuttering over his words in front of everyone, using the the wrong moves for training, and even held his katana wrong, the blade facing him. Everyone would give him a weird look, but other than a disapproving comment from Mikey, no one really said anything.

And so he sat on the ground, hoping maybe television would make him feel better. One of the earlier seasons of Space Heroes was on, but even that made him feel weird. Captain Ryan's voice actor sounded so much younger than he would later on, that watching it made him seem incompetent, and inexperienced.

All of the things Leo couldn't be as a leader, and all of the things that no good leader should be. Especially his hero.

"Hey, Leo. I heard you were screwing up a lot today. Guess your 'perfect' act wore off, huh?"

The blue-themed turtle winced, turning around to greet his sister. His hands pulled apart, having been picking at the skin of his fingers, and he gave her a wave. "Uhm- Hey.." There was a slightly pause, but soon enough, she came and sat next to him on the ground. "Did- you want me to pause it?" He asked, head tilted to the tv.

"Nah, I wanna see what kind of nerd show you've been watching. What's it about?" That brought a smile to the younger's face.

"W-Well, it's about this hero, Captain Ryan, and he's the captain of a space ship." He explained, gesturing towards characters as they appeared on the screen. "He and his crew go through space and fight aliens, that- that kind of stuff. It's really cool. Captain Ryan has the best catchphrases like- ever."

Karai nodded, listening to his little spiel for a couple minutes. Eventually, the episode that was playing ended, and Leo started on a whole other rant, and the elder placed a hand on his shoulder to bring him back to real life.

"Hey, woah. Give me a minute, I'm losing track of it all now." Leo cut himself off, bringing his knees up to his chest. "Oh, sorry. I get carried away when it comes to Space Heroes."

The turtle wrapped his arms around his knees. Karai shook her head. "No, you're fine. Just gotta give me time to process what you're saying." She crossed her legs, slouching a bit now. "It's nice to hear about things like shows. Anything interesting, really."

Leo hummed, still feeling a bit embarrassed about going on a tangent. "Did you not watch any as a kid?" she shook her head. "The Shredder didn't want me exposed to things like that. I mainly just trained, or went to talk to friends, or.. was influenced into hatred."

The younger cringed slightly. The Shredder really was awful.. "Yeah.. That makes sense, I guess.." The heavier topic made him feel bad, and he went back to pulling at the skin on his finger. Karai watched for a second, then put her hand on his shoulder to get him to stop. "You shouldn't do that, it could get infected."

Leo huffed, but it.. didn't sound annoyed? More like he was about to laugh. She looked at him, and he quickly went to change the subject. "Uh- so! What.. did you want to do now?"

Her brows furrowed slightly. "I want to know what's so funny. Are you laughing at me for trying to help? That's really low."

By now, the kunoichi had already made the connection, having seen a couple of tickle fights between the brothers within the last couple days of her being here. Leo immediately shook his head, though a smile formed on his face when her hand moved a little, so that it was resting more on the base of his neck.

"No! No no, I'm not laughing at you, I just.. thought of something funny that happened." Karai didn't look impressed. "Oh, really? And what is it that's so funny?" Leo's face went pink as he tried to think of something, shoulders scrunching slightly at the anticipatory touch. Her hand curled into a claw form, fingers digging slightly into the side of his neck and shoulder. "..Or will I have to make you tell me?"

Leo's hand went to grab hers, to pull it away, or something, but he was slapped away. "No, you're going to tell me what you found so funny just now. I want to know." "It's nothing! Really, you won't even care!"

"Then why is it such a big deal to not tell me?" She maneuvered slightly, scooting behind him. One leg propped against his shell, and the other wrapped around his torso. Karai began gently dragging her nails up his neck, and Leo immediately squeaked, shoulders shooting up the rest of the way to protect the sensitive area.

"EEK! Noho- wahait! I cahahan't!" Karai only smirked, reaching her other hand over to carefully pull his head to the side, smushing his cheek into his shoulder so that she could keep tickling. "I'm not letting you go until you tell me. Unless.. maybe you like this?"

Leo frantically squirmed, legs now drumming out on the ground as he tried to arch away. She had him held in place; he couldn't even move his head! He weakly slapped at her leg, face burning brighter by the second. His voice kept breaking, but through his struggles he finally got an idea. He could just pull his head into his shell!

It took a couple seconds of fighting with her hand, but his head successfully retreated inside his shell. Karai looked puzzled for a second, holding onto his shoulders to peer into the hole of his shell. "Wait.. you guys can just.. hide in there? What the hell, that's really useful."

The leader was having trouble stopping his giggles, and shrieked when she dug into his underarms instead. For a second, he flailed, then pulled his arms into the safe space as well, then his legs. "Pfft- Ihi- hehe I cahan't Karahai!"

The elder turner his shell around, grunting with effort because of his weight. "Don't think you've won just yet.." She laid his shell down on the ground, plastron up, and started scratching at his belly. "Are your shells ticklish too?"

As it seemed, they were. Very much so, in fact. Leo screeched, squeaky laughter filling the room as soon as her hands made contact. "BAHAHAHAH! KAHARAI! NOHOHOO! SNRT-"

"Noho way! Did you just snort? You guys are so funny." Leo let out a whine at the tease, unable to do much more than rock slightly, as he was basically immobile.

They were in a stalemate, Karai using her nails to scribble along his plastron, demanding to be told what he found funny, as all the turtle did was laugh and laugh. Well, until she decided to explore more of his shell, and raked her fingers down his sides.

"GHKAHAHAHAH! NAHAH- OKAHAHAY WAIHIT! SNRT- I GIHIHIVE UHUP! PLEHEASE!"

"No, you wait. I told you what you need to do."

"PLEHEASE- I LIHIHIED, IHIHI LIHIED! THEHERE WASN'T AHAHANYTHING FUNNY!"

Karai gasped in mock-offense. "You lied to me? I thought we were supposed to be family, but you lied! You don't deserve to be let go!"

Leo snorted again, spewing out pleas and 'sorry's. She scratched harder at his shell, sending overwhelming tickly sensations through him. On bare skin, it would've been painful, but on the hard exterior of the bridge of his shell, all it did was force the blue-themed turtle into uncontrollable laughter.

"IHI DIHIDN'T MEHEAN TO! IHI'M- SNRT- SAHAHARRY! PLEHEASE!"

Unbeknownst to him, Karai was smiling fondly at his crazed state, though her nails attacked him like he'd just committed an unforgivable crime.

"Sorry Leo, but this is your punishment. I'm going to make sure you never lie to me again."

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I thought this would be harder to write, if I'm being honest, but I actually really like it! All of my years of watching 2012 helped me write her dialogue better, I guess. Anyways, happy first week of October! 🎃🌕🪦

IN LOVE WITH EVERYTHING YOU WRITE!!💖🎃💖

🎃Tickletober🎃

Day 1- Anticipation

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Donnie💜

Donnie's an evil older brother, so of course he has to make things difficult for Leo! He shouldn't have been in his lab in the first place.

Everything's gonna be days late. I got hit by a fucking hurricane, lost power for a week, and had my entire property destroyed °v°

“Give that back you gremlin!” Donnie hissed, shoving back from his desk and leaping to his feet as Leo jumped back, holding his screwdriver with a taunting smirk.

“Actually I'm a turtle,” Leo teased with a smug grin, “Wow, and you're supposed to be the smart one!”

“You-!”

“Me!? I already know I'm the smart one!” Leo laughed, jumping away when Donnie lunged for him.

“Give it back, Leo!”

"Nah, think I'll keep it,” Leo grinned, “Buuut I'll give it back on one condition!”

“And what's that?” Donnie asked, beyond exasperated and wanting to get back to working on the drive.

“You leave your lab for a few hours and eat dinner,” Leo said, and watched in real time as Donnie's face shifted into an even angrier glare.

“I have work to do!”

“Guess you don't need this for it!” Leo taunted, sticking his tongue out at Donnie and sprinting for the door.

“LEO!”

Leo yelped as a weight bearled into his shell, making him crash onto the floor. He quickly flipped over, shoving the screwdriver in the pouch on his back and grinned triumphantly.

“Try and get it now!” Leo taunted, laughing at the fed up look on Donnie's face.

“Give it back,” Donnie hissed, snatching Leo's wrists into one hand and trying to roll his most annoying brother over.

“Leave the lab then!”

“No!”

“Then cowabummer bro, you're not getting it,” Leo said firmly, and he could see Donnie thinking up a plan.

“You're going to give it back,”

“Only if you leave the lab,”

“I think I can change your mind,” Donnie said with an evil, mad scientist grin.

“Sure,” Leo said, rolling his eyes and grinning cockily, “I'd like to see you try.”

His arms were suddenly pinned above his head, robotic arms having come from Donnie's battle shell to pin them.

“This won't work!” Leo said frantically, eyes widening as Donnie did a corny evil scientist laugh.

“Then suffer!”

Leo squirmed violently as Donnie raised his hand high above his stomach, wiggling his fingers menacingly.

“Donnie- don't!” Leo squeaked, squirming and kicking his legs to try and get Donnie off of him.

“The screwdriver!”

“Not till you leave the lab!”

“Fine then!”

And Donnie's hand shot down. Leo squealed, his eyes scrunching shut and giggling loudly.

Nothing.

He peaked one eye open, seeing Donnie's hand where it was before, but moving slowly down, his fingers wiggling.

“Donnie- DohohoHOHOnie!” Leo giggled frantically, squirming and arching around.

He squeezed his eyes shut as Donnie's hand almost touched his stomach, squealing loudly and gigging hysterically.

Again- nothing!

Leo's eyes shot open and he gasped as he saw Donnie's hand high up in the air again.

“Juhuhust gehehet ihit ohohover- snrt! Wihihith!” Leo exclaimed between his frantic giggles.

“I haven't even done anything yet, calm down,” Donnie said with a smirk, and started slowly lowering his hand again.

Leo squealed, doubling in his frantic squirming and laughing and kicking frantically.

He looked at Donnie's hand, glaring through the flush on his cheeks as he saw it was back where it'd begun.

“What's wrong, 'Nardo? What's so funny to you?” Donnie teased meanly, wiggling his fingers and grinning as Leo giggled more.

“StahahAHAp! Juhuhust do ihit ahahalreheheady!” Leo squealed, throwing his head back and cackling hysterically.

“Just give me my screwdriver already!” Donnie retorted, moving his hand slowly towards Leo's stomach.

“NO- NOHOHO! SNRK! DOHONNIE!” Leo squealed, throwing his head back in hysterics as he squirmed and cackled.

Donnie grinned, lifting his hand back up, “I'm going to do it this time! I'm going to tickle your wittle ticklish tummy!”

“DOHOHN'T SAHAHAY THAHAT!” Leo squealed, face turning bright red in embarrassment and squirming around violently as Donnie's hand got closer and closer to his stomach.

Leo's squeezed his eyes shut, then squealed when he felt hands scribbling along his underarms.

“AHAHA- WHAHAT!? YOHOHOU SAHAHAID-!” Leo cackled, squirming as Donnie tickled his underarms.

“Oh you're going to get it now!” Donnie threatened, slowly tickling down Leo's ribs and making the slider squeal.

He was right about to tickle his stomach, and Leo was squirming violently and cackling and snorting frantically.

And then Donnie started pinching at his thighs instead.

“DEEHEHEHE! STAHAHAP!” Leo squealed, drumming his feet on the floor and laughing loudly. His hands flapped from where they were trapped.

“Stop what? Didn't you tell me to get it over with?” Donnie said meanly, pinching Leo's hips and making his younger brother shriek.

“DAHAHA- YOHOHOU! NAHAHA- EEEE! DOHOHOHOHNNIE! SNRT!” Leo screamed, cackling like mad as Donnie tickled his hips.

Donnie grinned as Leo's eyes squeezed shut and he lightly skittered his fingers over Leo's belly.

“AHH- AHHAHAHA! DEE- PLEHE- EEEHAHAHA! STAHAHAHP!” Leo shrieked, the ticking sensation across his tummy made a thousand times worse from all the anticipation of being tickled there.

“I CAHAHAN'T! STAHAHAP! OHOHOKAY!” Leo squealed, “YOHOHOU CAN SNRT TAHAHAKE IT BAHAHAHACK!”

“I dunno,” Donnie mused, skittering his fingers all over Leo's tummy as he shrieked and squealed with laughter, “How do I know you won't take it back?”

“I WOHOHON'T! I WOHOHON'T! PLEHEHEASE! DAHAHANNIE! PLE- SNRK! AHHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, snorting loudly between his laughter.

“Fine,” Donnie relented, not wanting to accidentally kill the slider, “But one last thing!”

“Wha- OHOHOHO MY PIHIHIHZZA SUHUHUPREHEHEME! STAHAHAHAHAAHAHAP!” Leo screamed as Donnie started blowing raspberries all over his tummy.

Donnie drew back as Leo's laughter had started going silent and wheezing, and he grinned at the slider, “You alive?”

“Noho! I'm dehehead!” Leo said dramatically, curling up as his hands were finally freed.

Donnie took the screwdriver from the couch, tossing it onto his desk with a smug look and bringing Leo a bottle of water from the mini fridge underneath it.

“Will you come up for dinner with us? For your favorite twin you almost killed?” Leo asked with puppy-dog eyes.

“Ugh- fine,” Donnie groaned as Leo cheered, “This is not good for my bad boy image.”

Tickletober Day 3- Prank

Not really sure what to put here.. Oh yeah, this is my first time writing for Mutant Mayhem/Tales, so sorry if I don't end up capturing the characters perfectly.

Lee: Leo

Ler: Mikey

TW!: ANXIETY ATTACK, FAKING AN INJURY! (Everything here is very mildly described, and I didn't put many details, so it shouldn't be very disturbing. Also, this only has depiction of my experience with anxiety attacks, so please tell me if there's anything inaccurate, so I can fix it.)

No spoilers for this, so it should be all good for anyone who hasn't seen the show.

Closest thing I could get to a gif of those two

"Leo! Somebody, help!"

The leader of the group ran into the living room-area, practically leaping over a chair in the middle of the floor to see his baby brother hunched over on the ground. "Mikey! Mikey, what's wrong?"

Mikey let out a groan of pain, clutching his knee tightly. When his sibling came to see what was wrong, he pouted, showing him his leg that.. didn't really seem to have anything wrong with it? "What happened? Did you fall?"

"I don't know! My knee just really hurts!"

The elder removed his brother's kneepad, only to see a large smiley face drawn on, surrounded by lots of little hearts. The orange turtle began giggling.

Leo paused, eyes skimming over his face, and then back to the knee. "Wait.. Was that just a joke?" The younger burst into laughter, grabbing onto his brother's arm and giggling. That is, until he noticed something was wrong.

The katana-user had a crooked smile on, but his eyes still looked as panicked as they had when he had first came into the room. "Leo..? You alright?"

The elder nodded, smile widening as if to convince them both of his being okay. "Y-Yeah! I'm fine, just.." he went to stand up, hands shakier than usual. "Don't do that ag-ain. You scared me."

Mikey's face fell. 'Okay, nope. Joke over.'

He stood up as well, helping Leo to the couch. Mikey hugged his brother, who paused, before wrapping his arms around the other. (I rhymed?) Mikey squeezed tightly around him, as the blue-themed's eyes were beginning to prick with tears. "Hey, it's okay. I'm alright, you don't have to worry."

"Just follow my breathing."

It took a couple minutes, but Leo had finally calmed down, though he didn't let go of Mikey just yet. "Are you okay?"

Leo nodded, squeezing his little brother a bit. "I'm o-okay. Just got freaked out.." Mikey sighed. He felt really bad about giving his brother an attack. "Is there anything I can do to help?.."

Leo shrugged, closing his eyes. "I'm kind of hungry.." Mikey paused for a moment. "I think we have some tacos from last night. You want those?" Leo nodded again, and the two made their way to the kitchen, the younger helping his brother to a chair while he went to heat up a taco.

"Sorry I scared you. I didn't mean to." Upon receiving the food, Leo gave a small smile. "I know. I forgive you, Mike." There was a beat of awkward silence, but it was quickly broken up by a groan. "Eugh, why are there so many onions in this thing?"

Mikey giggled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ihi don't know, Raph reheally likes onions." The other scoffed. "Yeah, but did he have to cram it full of them, and then not eat it? Seriously."

"Didn't he eat like, five, or something?" They both laughed, and Leo picked out a couple pieces of the vegetable. "Yeheah, I think he did."

All of a sudden, there was a quiet slap, and Mikey turned around in mild shock.

"Did you just throw one at me-?!"

Leo gave him an innocent look. "Uhm, no? Literally why would I do that?" The nunchuck-user picked up the onion from the ground and chucked it right back at his brother's head. "Because you're an onion throwing weirdo!"

"I told you, it wasn't me!"

Smack.

"..Okay thAT IS IT! C'MERE!" Mikey charged at the other, who only yelped and threw more onions in his defense. The chair screeched beneath Leo as it scraped on the floor, almost sending him flying right off, only to make a very similar noise to his seat when hands were shoved under his arms.

"EEHEEK! MIHIKEY! Whahat the heheheck-" The taco dropped from his hand and onto his plate. Mikey only giggled. "This is what you deserve! I can't believe you would do something so gross to- HEY! Do not touch me with your nasty hand! You smell like onions!" The elder's hand was slapped away, but he kept trying to wipe it on his brother's arm, throwing his head back and cackling when a hand went to his side instead.

"Thehehen stOHOP- STOHOHOP TIHIHICKLING MEHEHE!"

Leo squirmed violently, jolting to the side as he tried to pry the other's hands off, only to have it snatched up into the air. "I said stop wiping your hand on me! Now you've gotta deal with no hand!"

Leo snorted, too weakened by the tickling to yank his arm back down, though his free one continued to fight with the one at his side. The orange-themed turtle raked his nails down the entire bridge of his brother's shell, then did it again and again. Leo just about screamed, arching away from the fingers, and hitting into the other.

"NAHAHAH! SNRT- AHAAAH! TOHOO MUCH, PLEHEEASE!"

Mikey grinned, glad to see his brother cheered up. He stopped tickling, taking a half-step backwards before letting go of his arm. "Alright, fiine. I think you learned your lesson." He walked back over to the kitchen and grabbed a napkin from the drawer.

"Just wipe your hand."

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Broo the first half of this was a struggle. I think I like the way it turner out though, so that's good.

Tickletober Day 1- Anticipation

Okay, here we go! I don't think I'll put gifs or pictures for every day, because I'd run out pretty quick, but we'll see!

Lee: Leo

Ler: Donnie (kind of?)

TW!: SWEARING!

"Ahem! And now, I present to you.. A new chair!"

Leo gasped, running over to where his purple brother stood, and ran his hands over the fabric on the new invention Donnie had just given him. "A chair! Ohh, now I don't have to wait for Dad to go to the bathroom to use his!"

Donnie smirked, hands clasped behind his back as he basked in his twin's approval. Well, the chair had a liiittle more to it than meets the eye. Donnie watched as his brother went to sit, then brought a small purple remote from behind him.

"Oh, Leo. As you know, I like to go above and beyond to make my gifts exceptional. Hence, I have added many features for your comfort." Leo, already leaned back in his seat, eyed the remote with curiosity.

"What kind of features? Oh! Can I recline it like Dad's?" A short chuckle came from the tech genius, and he pressed a button. Soon enough, the chair did infact lower, so that now Leo was facing the ceiling. "Yes, among many other additional things. With this baby, comes two cup holders, a foot rest, and.." he trailed off, having demonstrated each of the things he listed off. "a massage option."

The sword-wielding teen sat up, the chair rising with the click of a button to follow his movement. The leg rest went back down, and the slider noticed the mechanisms in which his legs were in. There were slots that each limb laid in, along with a smirk from his brother. All of a sudden, something was triggered in the machine, and the slots were now shut with his legs in them, along with more latches on the sides of his shell.

"I have specifically designed the chair to your assets, as well as sensors to detect movement. In a moment, I'm going to turn it on. It is very very important that you completely relaax. Two 'very's." A quizzical look overtook Leo's face. He tried to lean forward, but his shell kept him firmly in place. His legs were immobilized, and it seemed all he could move were his arms and head. The slider looked to the other. "Hey Donnie? How come I can't move?"

"The chair is designed to be as relaxing as possible. Therefore, once it is on, you won't need to move. Here, allow me." Donnie flipped a switch on the remote, and something shifted in the leg area of the contraption. It was now that Leo had become more conscious of his twin's body language. Don was acting.. strange. Like he was keeping something from him.

His suspicions were interrupted as padded metal came into contact with his legs, and it was now that Leo realized that the "massage" wasn't really planned to relax him. Eughhh boy.

"Wait- Donnie, no. You- you can't do this to me! I'm your hermano, your brother!" He tried to pry himself out with his arms, but it was no use. The blue-themed turtle looked at his brother with pleading eyes as panic settled in.

"Whatever do you mean? I'm merely trying to provide comfort and happiness to my oh-so-lovable brother." Donatello held up the remote, moving his finger excruciatingly slowly towards another button.

Leo panicked, trying to do anything that would result in his escape. He couldn't retract into his shell, he couldn't pull his legs out, and he was 90% sure that Donnie wasn't planning on releasing him just because he asked. Well.. 10% means he still has hope, right?

"DON! Donnie please, I'll do your chores for a week! Don't do it!"

Donnie only chuckled. "Oh Nardo, I'm afraid there's nothing you can do." His finger lowered the rest of the way, switching something that was sure to bring hell to his brother. Leo just about screamed as an unbearable tickling sensation shot through his entire body, the entirety of his legs being pressed into in light, circular motions.

"GyahaHAHAHAH!! OHOH SHIHIHIHIT!"

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There we go! I know that there's really only t-wording at the end, but the theme was 'anticipation', so worry not! There will be more!

I got the idea for this a little bit ago. One of my childhood friends had a leg massaging chair, and the memory just recently resurfaced. My first thought was, 'Oh yeah, Leo would absolutely die if he was forced into one of those.' so yeah! I'll put a picture of what I mean below.

Happy October!! 🎃🎃🎃

BABY LEO 😭😭😭😭😭

THIS IS ADORABLE!

Little Leo

A Trip to witch town goes wrong. Luckily they have a cure, but it seems Leo's gonna be stuck as the littlest brother for a bit.

Lee: Leo💙

Lers: Mikey🧡, Donnie💜, Raph❤️

“This is so unfair!” Leo yelled, voice high pitched and childish.

“Don’t blame me!” Donnie exclaimed, carrying the much smaller Leo.

The two had been in witch town, looking for some kind of mystical medicine when a loud enraged screech rang out.

“YOU'RE THE ONE THAT DESTROYED OUR CITY!” The stranger had screeched, before a blast of bright green light was shot towards Donnie.

Leo had shoved him out of the way, taking the hit and immediately collapsing onto the ground.

Turns out, the witch had a fail-safe in case of an innocent being hit. Unfortunately, said fail-safe had lead to Leo becoming a toddler.

He was practically drowning in his hoodie, giving Donnie the dirtiest look his young face could muster.

“You're the reason they tried to attack in the first place!” Leo exclaimed, smacking Donnie with his hoodie sleeve.

“You jumped in front of me!”

“What if it was deadly!?” Leo exclaimed, “Of course I did!”

A strange look passed Donnie's face, but he didn't say anything. They got to the lair, where he threw open the door.

“Behold, family! A child!”

“OH MY GOSH!” Mikey squealed, immediately yanking Leo out of Donnie's arms and squishing him in a hug, “LEO! YOU'RE SO CUTE!”

“Mikey!” Leo complained, embarrassed as he shoved at his younger (now older?- ugh that was confusing!) brother.

“Awww Leo!” Mikey cooed, “You're just so cute! We gotta show Raph!”

“No!” Leo exclaimed, face flushed in embarrassment as Mikey rushed to Raph's room with him in his arms.

“Raphala!” Donnie called through the door, “We have a surprise!”

The door opened, and Raph just about melted at the sight of little Leo.

“Oh!” He exclaimed, taking the tot and hugging him close, “Leo! How did this happen- awwww! Raph remembers when you were this small!”

“Raph!” Leo exclaimed in embarrassment as Raph started kissing him on the cheek.

“You're so cute!”

“We were in witch town and one of them was gunning for me,” Donnie explained, “Leo jumped in the way.”

“Leo. . .”

“What!? It would've hit Donnie instead!” Leo protested in his squeaky voice, “It was me though, so its fine!”

“What!? That is not fine!” Mikey exclaimed as Donnie flipped down his goggles to scan Leo.

“Well, the good news is that it should wear off in about an hour,” Donnie said, earning sighs of relief.

“And the bad news?” Leo questioned as Donnie took him from Raph's arms.

“You're going to promise to stop putting yourself in harm's way.”

“What-? Donnie, if it's me or you, I'm choosing me!” Leo exclaimed, glaring.

“Then I chose this,” Donnie said, before lightly wiggling his fingers on Leo's plastron.

“EEE-!” Leo squealed, giggling and kicking his little legs, “Dohhohohonie! NohohoohohHOHOHo!”

“Yes!” Donnie exclaimed, “We'll only stop when you agree to quit sacrificing yourself!”

“EEHAHA!” Leo squealed, kicking his little legs against Donnie's chest, “StaHAHAaHap!”

“Awww! Your laugh is so cute!” Mikey cooed, skittering his fingers in the crooks of Leo's neck.

“MIHIhiHIkey!” Leo squealed, scrunching his shoulders up and throwing his head back in laughter, “NAHA!”

“D’awwww,” Raph cooed, lightly pinching at Leo's knees and making the slider shriek.

“RAHAPHIE!” Leo squealed, shoving at Raph's hands as he squirmed and laughed, “DAHAHAN'T!”

“This is so cute!” Mikey giggled, “I'm gonna die of cuteness!”

“NAHA IT'S NAHAT!” Leo squealed, kicking and squirming as they tickled him, “STAHAHAP!”

“Do you promise to quit jumping in danger?” Donnie asked, wiggling his fingers above Leo's tummy threateningly.

“Dohohn’t yohohohou dahahare!” Leo giggled, squirming and kicking to try and escape, “Guhuhys! Leheheme goho!”

“Not ‘till ya promise, Lee,” Raph cooed, wiggling his fingers next to Leo's thigh while Mikey pried one of his arms up.

“GUHUYS-!” Leo's complaints were cut off by a loud shriek of laughter as the three started tickling him again.

“NAHAHA- YOHOHOU'RE SOHOH MEHEHEAN! PLEHE- EHHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, his hands flapping in happy stimming as he cackled and squirmed.

“Awww Leo!” Mikey cooed, blowing a raspberry on the side of Leo's neck and making him squeal and scrunch his shoulders up.

“DAHAHAN'T!” Leo screamed, laughing and blushing.

“This is so cute,” Raph gushed, lightly pinching at Leo's thighs and making him squeak, kicking his legs at him.

“I know right!” Mikey giggled, skittering his fingers under Leo's arm, “Dee! Isn't this adorable!”

“As frustrating as he's being, I concur, it is rather cute,” Donnie smirked, skittering his fingers over Leo's belly, “Now then Leo, are you going to do this the easy way, or the hard way?”

“I'm gohohohoHOHOna get you bAHAHahack so bad-!” Leo threatened, giggling hysterically.

“Alright then,” Donnie grinned evilly, lifting Leo's hoodie above his tummy.

“WAIT-! WAIT NO!” Leo screamed, squirming even more and kicking and smacking at them, “DEE!”

Donnie leaned down, blowing a raspberry on Leo's tummy, making the slider shriek and cackle like mad.

Raph grinned, blowing raspberries on Leo's knees while Mikey nibbled at his ribs.

“YOHA- HAHAHA EEHHAHA SNRT-!” Leo squealed, thrashing and kicking as he cackled, “I DAHAHAN'T! PLEHE- SNRK! HAHA!”

OHOHOKAY! I WOHOHON’T DOHOHO IT AGAHAHAIN!” Leo screamed, squirming violently and cackling hysterically.

“Alright guys,” Mikey said, getting the other two to back off, “We better stop before we kill him!”

“I hahahate you!” Leo giggled, still squirming slightly from the phantom tickles. He yanked his arms into his hoodie sleeves and tugged the hood over his head, effectively disappearing.

“Oh c'mon, ‘Nardo,” Donnie teased, “You won't be wittle forever!”

“Leave me alone!” Leo said dramatically, “You guys are the worst!”

“Aww, cheer up Leo,” Raph said, lightly squeezing Leo's side.

“EEP-! Ohohokay! Ohohokay!” Leo giggled frantically, yanking the hood off his head, “I'm nahat mahahad!”

“Man, you're so cute like this!” Raph exclaimed, holding Leo against his cheek, “Raph just wants to eat you up!”

“Don't you- RAHAHAPH!” Leo squealed, trying to squirm his way out of Raph's hold when he started nibbling at his tummy, “RAHAHAPH! TOHOHO- EEE! SNRT- PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“Your wittle tummy is so yummy to Raph!” Raph teased, making Leo blush and squirm more.

“RAHAHAHAPHIE! DAHAHAN'T!” Leo squealed, throwing his head back in laughter as Raph lightly nibbled his tummy.

“You're recording this, right?” Mikey asked, watching with a wide grin.

“Please, I record everything,” Donnie said with a smirk, “This entire thing has been.”

“He's not freaking out as bad as usual,” Mikey mused, giggling a bit, “I guess he got more ticklish as we got older!”

“Huh,” Donnie blinked, “I suppose I can test that. For the data collection of course."

Mikey hurried over, helping Raph tickle the tot, who laughed louder and fought against the two.

Donnie shook his head fondly, this idiot was way too protective of them. But at least they could get him to smile a bit.

“DEHEHEE! HEHELP MEHEHE!” Leo cried, trying to escape Raph tickling his tummy and Mikey tickling his ribs.

“But of course!”

“NAHAH– NAHAT THE KNEHEHES! DOHONIE!”

Found this one in my drafts and was like Why not post it? :3

✨Remember to drink water✨

FUTURE LEO FIC! 🗣️‼️‼️‼️ LOVE THESE GUYS 💙💙💙

Chase

(Sfw tickling fic; Tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI!!)

Turns out, ticking off your future self has just a few consequences. . .

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Future Leo💙

“But it would be fuuuun,” Leo complained dramatically, flopping over onto the couch and partially onto Leonardo's lap.

Leonardo chuckled, “I don't think raiding Donnie's lab with glitter would end very fun for you.”

“Exactly why you do it,” Leo grinned, pointing up at the older slider, “You ninja in, place the glitter bomb, ninja out, and then we light it! And bam! Pranked! He'll never know!”

“Except when he checks his camera and attempts to murder both of us,” Leonardo chuckled, idly scrolling through the new phone they'd gotten for him. Casey got one too.

“Oh c'mon!” Leo complained, “It's gotta be more exciting than scrolling through a buncha memes you already know!”

“I'm actually reading a book,”

“Same thing!”

“I never read this before though!” Leonardo argued with a chuckle, shoving Leo away good-naturedly.

Leo's eyes narrowed, and Leonardo watched in real time as a mischievous glint formed in them.

“What are you- HEY!” Leonardo exclaimed as Leo snatched the phone out of his hands and darted off in the opposite direction, “You little thief! Give that back!”

“Try and get it!” Leo taunted, sticking his tongue out and running away faster.

Leonardo jumped up, rushing after the teen and yelling threats.

Leo grinned, sprinting through the lair, months of recovery had made it simple for him, he glanced back, laughing as he saw Leonardo falling behind, “WHAT!? YOUR OLD MAN LEGS CAN'T KEEP UP!”

“OLD!?” Leonardo exclaimed, offended, “I'M GOING EASY ON YOU!”

Leo screeched in panic as Leonardo started running faster, his much longer legs taking only one stride where he took three.

Curse his future self for stealing all the height.

Leo ran faster, ducking into his room and slamming the door shut.

He leaned against it, giggling as he held onto the handle tightly.

“Oh Leo!” Leonardo said evilly from the other side of the door, “Do you reeeally wanna do this? I know all your weaknesses!”

“No you don't!” Leo yelled, giggling as he hid the phone in his dresser drawer.

“Oh really?” Leonardo chuckled, “Fun fact! This door doesn't lock properly. Found that out the hard way.”

“What-!?” Leo exclaimed, screeching and jumping back right as the door was yanked open.

Leonardo grinned evilly, stepping into the room and sliding the door shut, gesturing at the lock, “See? Busted.”

“That's cheating!” Leo exclaimed, huffing and backing against the far corner of the room.

“Are we doing this the easy way, or the hard way?” Leonardo asked, cracking his knuckles, “Wanna tell me where the phone is?”

“I thought you knew all my weaknesses,” Leo giggled, “Shouldn't you know all my hiding spots too?”

Leonardo's eyes narrowed, but he was grinning, “Okay! We'll do this the hard way!”

He dove forward, making Leo scream and jump to the side.

Leo lunged for the door, only to get grabbed by his sides mid-jump. He screeched as Leonardo started squeezing his sides, making him burst into bubbly laughter.

“EEEEK-!” Leo squealed, squirming and yanking at Leonardo's hands.

“Whatcha doing?” Leonardo asked as he lifted him up, grinning evilly as he walked over to the bed.

“LeheeHET gohoHO of meHEE!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs against Leonardo's plastron and trying to pry his hands off.

“Or what?” Leonardo taunted, scribbling his fingers on Leo's sides and getting a couple loud, childish squeals.

“I’ll PRAHAhahahAHANK yahAHAHA soho BahAHAd!” Leo threatened between squeals.

“I'm sure you will,” Leonardo said with an evil grin, tossing Leo onto the bed and sitting on his thighs, keeping the smaller slider effectively pinned.

“WaHaHAit!” Leo said in giggly panic, squirming and trying to uselessly shove Leonardo off of him.

“Wait? For what?” Leonardo said with a smirk, “What're you so squirmy about?”

“Yohohohou knohohow whahahat you're dohohohoing!” Leo exclaimed between giggles, trying his hardest to glare.

“What am I doing?” Leonardo asked, lightly tapping at Leo's plastron and making him squeak, “Hmmm. . .what am I doing?”

“EEE-! ThaHAHAT!” Leo exclaimed, giggling as his sides were poked at.

“What, I gotta fidget to think,” Leonardo said evilly, “Ya mind?”

“NOHO-!”

“Great! You don't mind!” Leonardo exclaimed, before beginning to skitter his fingers all over Leo's ribs.

“NAhaHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs and squirming, “THAhaahaHAHAT’S- SNRT-! naHAHAt whaHAAHat I meheHEant!”

“But, Leeeeo!” Leonardo said dramatically, “I need to focus!”

“AHH- HAHAHAHA!” Leo screamed, drumming his feet on the bed as Leonardo started squeezing at his hips, “NAHAHA!”

“Hmmm, what am I doing?” Leonardo muttered to himself, as if thinking about the question, “Oh! I got it! I'm gonna tickle you for messing with me!”

“NohHOHOHO!” Leo squealed, “DAHAHAN’T!”

Leonardo laughed, tickling at Leo's ribs and laughing as the teen screeched and cackled louder, “Is this a bad spot, Leo?”

“NAHAH- IHIT SNRT- I CAHAAN’T!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs and squirming violently.

“I better move then, huh?” Leonardo smirked, and started tracing Leo's plastron all around his tummy.

“NO-! DohohoHOHON’T you daHAHAhahare!” Leo cried, squirming and grabbing Leonardo's wrists, trying to tug his tickly hands away.

“Oh, don't tickle here,” Leonardo said with an evil grin, “Got it, I'll just tickle here then!”

Leo shrieked as Leonardo started skittering his fingers all over his tummy, “NAHAHAT SNRT- THEHEHERE”

“But you didn't like where I was tickling before!” Leonardo teased with a grin, “I think I'll stay here for a bit, until you make up your mind!”

“NA- YOHOU- SNRT AHH HAHA! NAHAHA!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs as he squirmed and thrashed, “PLEHEHEASE!”

“Please what? Tickle more?” Leonardo asked, grinning evilly, “If you insist!”

Leo screamed, banging his heels on the bed while throwing his head back in hysterical cackles as Leonardo skittered his fingers around his tummy more and even pinched a few times.

“NAHAHA! PLEH- AHH! TOHOHO! IHI CAHAN’T!” Leo squealed, “HEHE- EEE! HAHAHALP MEE!”

Leonardo did a corny villain laugh, “No one's here to save you!”

He started tickling down Leo's sides, making the teen squeal and squirm even more as he slowly tickled down his sides to his hips.

Leo screamed out in laughter when Leonardo started squeezing at his hip bones, making the older slider laugh and then keep tickling down.

“AHHHH! NAHAHA!” Leo screeched as Leonardo started pinching his thighs mercilessly, “DAHAHAN'T! NAHAHA- SNRT WAHAHAIT!”

“Awww,” Leonardo cooed as Leo's hands started flapping in happy stimming, “I always forget how adorable that is! Casey did the same thing.”

Leo's face flushed bright red at the comment, making his stripes blend in as he squirmed and cackled, shoving at Leonardo's hands, “NOHOHO IHIT’S NAHAT!”

“Yes it is!” Leonardo laughed, “It's adorable!”

“NAHAH-” Leo's denial was cut off by a loud squeal when Leonardo started drumming his fingers over his thighs, “AHH! STAHAHAP!”

Leonardo grinned, “But Leo! I gotta focus! Actually, now that you mention it. . .I'm starving.”

“SOHO STAHAP AND GEHEHET FOOHOOD!” Leo cried, a last ditch effort to get the older slider to leave on his own.

“But I can't think on an empty stomach,” Leonardo said, a large mischievous grin spreading across his face, “You mind?”

“WAHAHAIT!” Leo cried as Leonardo grabbed his hands in his massive prosthetic. He pinned his arms over his head, while Leo squirmed and thrashed.

“Dohohon’t yoHOHOhou dahaHAHAre!” Leo threatened in between anticipatory giggles, squirming and trying to yank his hands out of Leonardo's hold.

“Oh, I dare.” Leonardo grinned, and that was all the warning Leo had before he started skittering his free hand in his underarm and leaning down to blow raspberries all over Leo's tummy.

Leo screeched, thrashing and cackling hysterically as he kicked his legs.

The teen howled with laughter as Leonardo meanly blew raspberries all over his helpless belly, all while tracing at his underarm.

“NAHAHA! STAHAHAP! IHIT’S SOHO BAHAHAD! LEHEHEONAHAHARDO! PLEHEHAHASE!”

Leonardo grinned, lightly nibbling at Leo's tummy and making the teen howl with laughter, kicking his legs and squirming helplessly.

“NOHOHO MOHOHORE!” Leo begged, throwing his head back in laughter as happy tears pooled in his eyes. His face was so red his stripes blended in.

“Where'd you put the phone?” Leonardo asked between raspberries and nibbles.

“IHIHIN THEHE DRAHAHAWER!” Leo cried, trying to yank his hands out of Leonardo's grip.

“Which drawer?” Leonardo asked, scooting back and hovering his face over Leo's thigh.

Leo's face paled, “WahaHAHAIT! YoHOHOu BeHEHETeheHER nahAHAHAT!” He managed to exclaim in-between giggles as Leonardo started tickling at his side with his free hand.

“That's not an answer,” Leonardo said with a mean grin, leaning down and blowing a merciless raspberry on Leo's thigh.

Leo screech, a loud, high-pitched sound as he cackled and a few happy tears streamed down his face. His hands flapped frantically in the hold, and he squirmed violently.

“THEHEHEH DREHEHEHESSER DRAHAHAWER! THE TAHAHAHAP OHOHONE! NOHOHOW STAHAHAHAP!” Leo screamed, kicking his legs frantically as his worst spot was targeted with raspberries and small nibbles.

“Finally. Thank you,” Leonardo said with a smirk, finally letting go and getting off of him, “About time. You're as red as a tomato.”

“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” Leo giggled, curling up and clutching at his stomach as he giggled from the phantom feeling.

“I didn't even say ‘tickle’ this time,” Leonardo chuckled, poking the teen on the knee and making him shriek, “But you still ended up blushing!”

“SHUHUT IHIT!” Leo screeched in embarrassment, yanking his legs away as he giggled.

Leonardo chuckled, leaving the room and coming back with a bottle of water. He sat on the bed and pulled Leo onto his lap, rubbing his shell as the teen sipped at the water.

“You suck!” Leo exclaimed when he'd finally calmed down from his giggle-high.

“Not my fault you ran! I know all your weaknesses, remember?” Leonardo laughed, poking Leo's stomach and making him jump and squeak.

I love writing with these two :,>

Am I the only one that likes Future Leo being a father-figure to Leo?? Are they the same person? Yea. Do I care? Nope ^^💙

Might make art of this later, but I gotta make a few fan art pieces first >:3

OH MY GOSH LOOOOOK! THIS IS AMAZING AND I LOVE IT!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH, THIS IS SO FREAKING COOL!!! 😭😭❤️❤️❤️💕💕

BEHOLD! MORE ART!!

For @savemeafruitjuice's adorable fic!!

Go check em out, they got some amazing fics!! 💙💙💙🫶🫶✨✨✨⭐⭐

(Special thanks to @xavitron883 for the art advice!! It really helped me out!! 💙 :D)

WAIT I LOVE THIS!!! THE ANGST- THE SILLINESS- BROO THIS IS SO CUTE!! 😱😱😱💞💞💞

If I may request a Rise fic!! I’m a huge sucker for comfort/cheer up tickles, so could you possibly write a disaster twins fic with Lee Leo and Ler Donnie where Leo’s been having a pretty bad day (because of what is your choice!) and ends up feeling self conscious about himself and stuff, so Donnie decides to cheer up his twin!! Please don’t feel rushed and make sure you’re taking care of yourself ^_^

~ 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜!!! ~

💜💙 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 💜💙

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙼𝚂𝙺𝙽𝚂𝙽𝙺𝙼𝙳𝙽𝚂𝙹 𝙽𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴 𝙾𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝙶𝙾𝚂𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄. 𝙶𝙴𝚃. 𝙼𝙴!!! 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝙹𝙰𝙼!!! 𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚜…𝙶𝚘𝚍, 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑. 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢..𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎…𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎??? 𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎!!!˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟺,𝟹𝟿𝟺

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙳𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍…𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝…𝙱𝚞𝚝 *𝙰𝙷𝙴𝙼* 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

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𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙰𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔!!! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚣𝚢…

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙷𝙴𝙴 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 🕺🏾✨💞🎶˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“I can’t believe you’re doing this to me again.” Leo grumbled under his breath as he rested his mouth on his palm, glancing away from his brother as he sighed loudly. 

“Well maybe if you weren’t so fucking reckless I wouldn’t need to.” Donnie growled lowly, glaring down at his twin.

“I’m not a baby, Don. I don’t need to be supervised like I’m some bomb triggered to explode.” The younger said in exasperation, lying down on his bed whilst grabbing a comic book to read off of his desk.

If Leo was going to be told off and scolded by his dear beloved brow-loving brother, he should at least have something to occupy himself with in the meanwhile. 

The softshell groaned eternally at his little brother’s action, quickly snatching the piece of literature out of the other’s hands and throwing it effortlessly to the ground. 

Uninterested lime green eyes locked with a determined yet fierce light golden, both of them refusing to look away or blink to show their dominance.

But after a while, the red eared slider grew more impatient, looking away again as he picked a hangnail on his thumb, “If you’re going to yell at me, can you just get it over with? I saw a reddit post predicting what’s going to happen in The Umbrella Academy season four and I need to read it.” 

“You can read that later, Nardo. I promise you, that reddit post isn’t going to fly away.” The elder said as he pinched the bridge of his snout, “What I need you to do right now is acknowledge what you did today was stupid, alright?” 

Leo looked away from his older brother, scoffing lightly, “I do stupid things all the time. What stupid action of mine are you wanting to scream at me for this time?” 

The softshell turtle took a couple deep breaths at that comment, drumming his fingers on his left arm in a soothing motion because he was NOT going to give into the urge of strangling his twin brother…

…No matter how much he deserved it.

“I’m not planning on screaming at you— that won’t help anyone or anything.” The purple banded turtle explained calmly…but you could see and tell he was starting to lose his paitence. 

“But you want to.” The red eared slider pressed on. 

“Leo…please. I don’t want to argue right now.” 

“We’re not arguing. We’re just kindly discussing my oh-so stupid descision that unfolded earlier today, right?” The younger twin smirked smugly, his eyes locking once again with his brother. 

When it came to arguments, the leader in blue always had this wonderful tactic to avoiding things: attempting to annoy the other person so much that they drop the subject they wanted to discuss with him completely.

It always worked with Raph…which the red eared slider didn’t know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

But the only downside of doing this tactic was his dumb twin saw right through it…

…And Leonardo despised it. 

“Nardo…you know what I’m referring to. And stop picking, please. Your going to hurt yourself.” The older attempted to say in a tranquil voice, but it personally just sounded like he was one second away from losing. his. shell.

“I sadly do not know what your referring to.” The blue cladded teen said coyly, picking on his hangnail more desperately now, “Care to enlighten me, Tello?” 

Donnie’s expression hardened ever so slightly at his younger brother’s absolute persistence on annoying him out of his right mind so he could eventually drop the subject…but the softshell turtle was not budging.

His twin would have to try way harder than that.

“I’d love to.” The light golden eyed mutant said in a fake sweet tone as he walked over to lean his shell on Leo’s closed door, crossing his arms in disaproval. The elder grabbed his brother’s sword, planting it right next to his foot so the blue banded turtle couldn’t reach for it. 

The red eared slider’s cocky grin turned to a small grimace (shake) as he soon came to terms with what his older brother was doing…

…He physically could not leave from this conversation…literally.

Leonardo crossed his arms, trying to mimick the other’s serious demeanor but was only met with an icy glare in return. 

“What you did during today’s mission was completley reckless and idiotic, Leonardo…and you know it.” The second oldest said, “I had that thug exactly where I wanted him but noooooo. Because you saw me trip you thought it would be a spectacular idea to throw yourself on top of me as that hooligan tried to hit me with his bat!!” Donatello seethed. 

“We’ve been over this multiple times, Leo! There was no reason for you to do that!” The light golden eyed teen yelled, his glare only hardening more as he saw the younger stuttering over his words to try to defend himself.

“I’m not done.” The taller teen growled, all of his calmness and collectiveness thrown completley out of the window.

The slider slightly flinched (which went un-noticed by the other) at his brother’s genuine angry tone, his left leg fidgeting and bouncing up and down like crazy. 

His tactic was really starting to not work in his favour at all…

“Just…stop putting yourself in the middle of danger like you’re just expecting the rest of us to just watch. We’re your family…and most importantly, we can defend ourselves just fine.” 

“Well ihisn’t that hypocritic!” Leonardo scoffed before creasing his eye ridges together in genuine confusion, mumbling to himself, “Hyp…uh…hypocrotic? Hyp…Hypocratic…?” 

“Hypocritical?” The older deadpanned.

“YES! THAT WORD!” Leo said, “When we were fighting Kraang Prime on the ship and he went to take a blow at Mikey…what did you do?”

Donatello scowled, his eyes not leaving his twin, “…I went in front of him and shielded him with my mystic tech.”

“Exactly.” The lime green eyed mutant scoffed, “And how is that any different from what I did, hm?”

“BECAUSE I HAD A PLAN!!!” Donatello shouted, “I planned to accordingly go in front of Mikey so my sheild could protect both him and me. Did it end up turning out perfect? Fuck no. Kraang Prime slashed right through it and me and Mikey went tumbling towards the ground…” The glasses wielding teen said through clenched teeth. 

The light golden eyed teen rubbed his face tiredly, his hands clenching and unclenching in frustration, “But I had a plan. You on the other hand, just zoomed recklessly on top of me and hoped for the best.”

“…I saved you, didn’t I…?” The younger twin mumbled out meekly, causing Donatello’s blood to absolutley boil. 

“That’s not the point!!!” The elder said as he clenched his hands at his sides again.

“Then what is?!” Leo said desperately, “Because from the looks of it, it just seems like you want to yell at me for just doing my job.” 

Leonardo pulled on his mask tails anxiously, trying to calm himself down but ultimately just making himself feel worse by doing the action, “I’ve been trying to be a better leader—“

“Leo—“

“—For you and Mikey and April and Raph and Casey and C.J. a-and Dad! But it seems like no matter what the hell I do there’s always something I’m doing WRONG!!!” The younger twin shouted, blinking back tears as he glared at the ground as if it took his Jupiter Jim comic.

Which…it did. The blue banded mutant wanted it back now, actually…

“I saved you! I-I didn’t even get hurt by doing it but somehow there’s an issue…” The lime green eyed teen murmured, both of his legs bouncing up and down as he tugged on his mask tails harder, “There always is…”

“Leonardo can you please just listen to me?” The older twin said in irritation. 

“But Don I’m—“

“No, Leo! Just listen! That’s all you need to do!” Donnie snapped as he cut his brother off, “I don’t want you leaping head first into harms way! At all! Especially if you don’t have a plan!” The softshell turtle exclaimed as he flapped his hands against the side of his thighs, but his eye contanct remaining on his little brother.

“Oho so now you don’t trust me well enough to know that I can handle myself in combat?” Leo said in a last desperate attempt to make his brother drop the conversation.

“I…” The young scientist’s eye twitched, his eyebrows creasing together as he had to physically restrain himself to not beat the ever living crap out of the other teen, “THIS IS NOT ABOUT TRUST, NARDO!” The light golden eyed mutant screamed desperately, his hands flapping faster as the red eared slider shrunk at his usage of tone, “This is about you not even thinking about what would happen to yourself when you do reckless nonsense like this.”

Leo glanced to the side, his eyes watering as he bit the inside of his cheek.

He just wanted to help and be the leader his brother’s deserved…

But he always found a way to fuck it up without even noticing, huh?

"You don't think about what could happen to you and I hate it!” The elder cried, “What would’ve happened if Raph didn’t come behind the guy and knocked him out cold at the last second, huh?! Would you have just stayed right on me as he continued to beat you with his bat?!”

Leonardo bit the inside of his cheek harder, his legs bouncing up and down more as his fingernails dug unforgivingly into his arms, “I-I’m sorry, Donnie—”

“Or would you have tried to fight him instead?! Mind you, you dropped your sword before coming to me so you’d have no weapon to defend yourself.” 

“You don't think about how much it scares me when you do dumb shit like that! I hate seeing you get hurt…I freaking loathe it.” Donnie rested the back of his head on Leo’s door, taking a couple deep breaths and hugging himself in an attempt to calm himself down.

Jeez…when the hell had he started yelling? His throat stung like a bitch now…

And when had he started shaking like a bobby head?!

The older twin’s expression softened, pinching the bridge of his snout once more, “I care about you…so fucking much, okay…?” The purple banded turtle said gently as he gradually started to simmer down and become more calm, “Your my twin…my little brother. And I hate to be repetitive but I-I just despise seeing you hurt…physically or emotionally…so please just…”

The young scientist’s eyes widened, peering down at his brother who did not seem to be following…at all. 

Leo’s eyes were wide as saucers as he hit his arm with his fist repeatedly whilst obviously trying to suck in whatever tears dared to try and escape. 

The taller turtle basically ran to his distressed twin, trying to stop him from harming himself any further but was only met with a low grunt.

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Fucking shit. 

Wonderful job, Donatello! You yelled at your brother so much he shut down!

Even though you knew he can’t fucking stand being yelled at and the whole point of you even being here was to explain what he did wrong collectively and calmly because that was the exact oppositeof what Raph does when he’s worried…

But no! You yelled at him anyway.

Wonderful job, Donatello…wonderful. job. 

The older twin sighed sadly, gently grabbing his brother’s wrists so he would stop hitting himself. The two brother’s shared eye contact once again, an unsure lime green meeting an understanding yet uncertain light golden.

“Nardo…” The softshell started, squeezing the other’s hands gently, “…Are you with me, bud…?”

Leo just nodded quietly, squeezing back. 

“God…Nardo I’m so sorry…” The older muttered, “I don’t…I don’t know why the hell I lost my cool like that. I-I’m sorry I yelled. I shouldn’t of yelled…I-I just…” Donatello sighed, squeezing his brother’s hands once again. “I’m not angry with you. I…I was just frustrated.”

“Well, no…let me rephrase: I am angry with you— livid even. You know damn well enough that when you do those kinds of things my heart literally jumps out of my shell. I need you to put into consideration that I would like to live to at least seventy-seven…”

The younger twin giggled wetly, fidgeting with his brother’s fingers as he spoke, “…Why seventy-seven?”

“Albert Einstein died when he was seventy-six…I can and will outlive him.” The light golden eyed teen said matter-of-factly, “But back to what I was initially saying…I know you meant well. You saw that I was in trouble…and you dropped literally everything in order to help me get out of said trouble. You don’t think of what happens to you…you just do it because you’ll know if you do we’ll be alright…”

“I-I just…I just wanted to protect you…I-I just wanted to help…” Leo tried to explain.

“I know. I know, Lee…” Donatello sighed, rubbing the slider’s knuckles gently with his thumb, “But you need to understand that with you trying to protect us that way, your putting us in the same situation your trying to keep us away from.” The elder explained lightly, smiling softly as him and his twin’s forehead’s touched. 

“You’re getting hurt— or at the very least almost getting hurt. We’re feeling the same anguish and guilt you would feel if any of us did that. I get that you want to be a good leader and shit…but you can lead well without doing that…okay?” 

Leo fiddled with the other’s fingers a bit more, his bouncing leg starting to calm a bit, “I’ll…try to be more careful when it comes to me protecting you guys like that. When I see you all in trouble…I just…react. I don’t really care about what happens to me as long as you guys end up okay. But…I’ll try to be more careful. And if I ever end up, like, being a bit too reckless…you can just tell me…deal?”

“Deal.” Donnie nodded, squeezing Leo’s hands one last time before letting go, wiping his twin’s eyes with his hoodie sleeve, “Now please stop crying or you’re going to make me start crying.” 

Leo snorted, examining the other’s now tearing up expression, “I think it’s a bit too late for that…” 

“GAH! FUHUCK!” Donnie cursed, wiping his own eyes as the slider laughed loudly at his exclamation.

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“Leo…don’t you think you’re getting a bit too big for this…?” Donatello grumbled as Leonardo was on his lap, getting all nice and comfy as he rested his chin on the older’s shoulder. “Noooope.” Leo drawed out, making a dramatic popping noise at the end of the 'p', “'Sides, this is what you get for making me emo earlier.”

“…I said I was sorry…I didn’t mean to shout at you like that. I was just concerned…” 

“I know that, you worrywart. I was just kidding.” The lime green eyed teen said lovingly, squishing his brother into a tighter embrace. The older let out a short shriek at the hug but of course didn’t mind the other being so clingy. 

If the young scientist really and truly did mind? Leo would’ve been pushed to the floor by now. 

The two twins shared a comfortable silence…well…a semi-comfortable silence.

The purple banded teen felt…off. His younger brother had this…look in his eyes; like he wanted to say something but was afraid of what Donnie would say or how Donnie would react.

Which was so damn dumb Donatello didn’t even know how to explain it.

“…There’s something else on your mind.” The taller turtle hummed, his suspicions only rising as the other glanced to the side. “Uhm…no there isn’t. See? This is why I call you a worrywart.” Leonardo said, tapping his fingers on his thigh nervously. 

Very convincing Leo…very convincing.

“Don’t even try lying to me, Leon. My older brother and twin senses are tingling. You can’t argue against that kind of logic.” The scientist said matter-of-factly. 

“What are you, Spiderman?” The younger snorted. 

“We shall never know.” The older shrugged, a small smile spreading to his face as he saw the other snort softly at his statement, “Now stop deflecting. Spill.” 

“…Can you…adjust my elbow braces…?” The red eared slider muttered.

“…Why can’t you do it?” The other questioned. Not in a malicious way; he was just genuinely curious. 

“I like it when you do it. You make it more firm, y'know?” The blue banded turtle whined dramatically, “Pleeeeeease?”

“Ugh, Jesus— fine. But drop the pout…you look ridiculous.” The taller mutant sighed, lightly grabbing his brother’s arm as he readjusted the braces. 

The purple banded turtle meticulously took off the other’s left arm brace, tracing his twin’s elbow to make sure it was healing correctly— which the slider couldn’t help but wriggle slightly to.

As the older twin put the brace back on, he looked at the other turtle in complete worry, “…Why are you squirming around so much?” Donatello asked in confusion. 

“…No reason.” Leonardo stated, but let out a tiny squeak as Donnie lightly pinched his forearm. 

“Yohou okay…?” The glasses wielding mutant giggled.   

“I-I’m fihine!” The smaller turtle insisted, covering his mouth as he let out a loud shriek in result to his brother now lightly scribbling his forearm. “EEEEE! P-Plehease moohoove yohour hahahand!!” The younger sputtered out, hiding his face in the crook of the scientist’s neck which the older turtle couldn’t help but let his heart melt to.

“Oh.” Donatello hummed, biting back an amused laugh, “Sorry. Sometimes I forget how ticklish you are…”

“Snrt I-Ihihi’m nahat ticklish. I juhust don’t wahant your hand thehere…” 

And isn’t that quaint. 

If Donnie had a penny for every time Leo said he 'wasn’t ticklish', the softshell would be richer than Elon Musk.

“…Right. So…you wouldn’t mind me doing this then?” The young genius mused as he scribbled one hand over his twin’s ribs. “EEEEHEH! Duhuhude noHOH!! F-Fuhuck yohou!” The younger twin managed through his small giggles, pushing on his brother’s plastron to try and escape while he still could.

The elder laughed fondly at his little brother’s futile actions, hugging him closer as he lightly tickled him, “Nahardo! My brohohother in Christ gehet back here or you’re gohoing to fahall off of the bed!

“N-NOHO!! LEHET ME GO!” The lime green eyed teen screeched loudly, kicking his legs and pushing even harder on the other’s plastron, his eye’s widening in panic as his older brother casually lifted him up and pinned his arms above his head, his plastron now facing up on the bed.

Eugh boy…

Donnie grinned, sitting on the other’s thighs as he wiggled his unoccupied fingers in the air near the slider’s side, “That’s better~!”

“WAHAIT WAHAHAIT snrt PLEHEASE DEEHEE!!” The red eared slider cried, kicking his legs from underneath the scientist.

If he was going to go down…he would at least go down fighting. 

“I haven’t even touched you yet, you goof…” The older twin chuckled. 

“B-BUHUT YOHOUR GOHOHONNA!” 

“'Gonna' what, exactly?”

“TihiHICKLE ME!!” 

“Tickle you? Well, why didn’t you just say so in the first place?” Donatello snickered, using his free hand to skitter his fingers along the crook’s of the younger’s neck. 

The blue banded turtle squealed, shaking his head back in forth whilst scrunching his shoulders, “GAHaha— snrt EEEEHEEHEH oho cohome snrt OHAHAN!!” 

“What’s wrong, Leo? I thought you said you weren’t ticklish~?” The older teased.

“Snrt STHDHAHAH! Shuhut UP! IHI’M naHAT!” The younger shouted, tugging and pulling his arms to try and get his hand’s free from the other’s grasp. Donnie just laughed softly at the action, wiggling his fingers above his little brother’s stomach. 

The lime green eyed teen’s eyes widened in panic, thrashing in the hold to try and loosen his brother’s grip but the purple banded turtle did not budge even a smidge. 

Leo’s laughs became more giddy and loud as he continued to squirm, small squeals and snorts escaping his beak as his twin brother’s hand went sloooooowly to his stomach. 

“N-NOHO NONONONO DAHA— snrt DOHON!!” The smaller turtle snorted, hiding his face in the side of his arm which Donnie couldn’t help but giggle to. 

The light golden eyed mutant rested his hand on the slider’s plastron, making the younger turtle’s laugh raise almost a thousand octaves. 

“DOHON’T snrt DOHON’T DOHOHON’T snrt YOU DARE!! YOHOUR SOHO MEEHEEHEEAN!!” Leonardo whined, hiding deeper into his arm and becoming a giggly flustered mess.

The older twin shook his head fondly at his little brother’s embarrassed state, taking the opportunity to tickle the younger’s stomach while he wasn’t looking. 

Leo let out a loud scream, descending into high-pitched cackles as even louder snorts followed, “HAHAHAHELP!! IHI’M SNRT BEEHEEING SLAHAHAUTERED!!” 

“I’m quite literally only using one hand, Nardo. Stop being dramatic.” The light golden eyed teen mused whilst watching his brother snort and squirm, “And here I thought I was the dancer of the family. Look at you! You’re making up a whole dance routine right now!” He said as he let go of Leo, crossing his arms in amusement. 

“S-Shuhuhut snrt up…” The younger twin wheezed out, hugging his middles as he playfully glared at his purple loving brother. 

Then, a lightbulb went on in the scientist’s brain, a smug smile spreading to his face, “Hm…you know, Lee—”

“Dohont call snrt me thahat!” Leo giggly interupted. 

“Uh-huh. Well, Lee…did you know that the underarms are one of the warmest places on the human body?” The scientist said. 

The lime green eyed mutant cocked his head to the side in confusion, “Soho?” 

“Soooo my hands are cold. Very cold, in fact. I’d be forever in your debt if you could—”

“NO! NONOHO WAHAY IN HEHELL! G-GOHO AWAHAHAY!” Leo squealed, reaching for his brother’s wrists as the elder tried to tickle his neck once again.

Sigh…Leonardo made this too damn easy sometimes.

The glasses wielding teen wasn’t just going to miss this oh-so-definetly-not-planned opportunity! The softshell scribbled his fingers along the slider’s underarms, making the younger let out a loud squawk as he shot his arms down. 

“NAHAH AHAHAHA— snrt GEHET THEHE HEHELL OHAHA— snrt OHOHOUT!!” Leonardo cried while banging his heels on the bed. 

“What~?” Donnie hummed inocently. 

“GEHEHET AHA— snrt GEHET. OHOUT. OHOF THEHEHERE!”

“Awe…why~?”

“BEEHEECAUSE IHIT’S SOHO BAHAHAD!!!” 

“And?” Donnie chuckled, “That sounds like a you problem, little brother.” 

“AHHHAHA— snrt GAHAHAD FUHUCK YOHOU!!!”

“Pardon…what was that?” Donnie questioned as he pinched where Leo’s hip met his thigh. “N-NONO— snrt NAHAHAH!! I CAN’T— snrt PLEHEHEASE I’M snrt SORRY!! I-IHI TAHAHAKE IHIT BAHAHCK!!” 

“Nah…I think I’ll just stay riiiiight here for a bit…” The taller turtle smiled, using both of his hands now to tickle Leo into a laughing and snorting blob.

The younger weakly hit his big brother’s arms, throwing his head back as he squeezed his eyes completely shut. 

“…And you know what, Lee~?” 

“WHAHAHAT NOW?!” 

“I’m feeling…kind of famished.” The elder mused, his smile almost looking like the signature Joker’s as he saw his younger brother’s face pale. 

Leonardo scrambled to sit up, fighting with his brother’s arms as he giggly protested, “PLAHA— snrt PLAHAHEASE! PLEHEASE snrt D-DOHON’T!!” 

Donnie pinched his brother’s thighs unforgivingly, “You should have thought about that before yapping such ill nonsense about yourself.”

“WHAHA— snrt WHAHAHA— snrt WHAHAT DIHID snrt IHIHI snrt EVEN SAHAHAY?!” The lime green eyed turtle cackled, flapping his hands on the mattress. 

It took literally everything in the older twin not to coo his baby brother’s adorable actions; instead, he lightly moved Leo’s hands away, smiling evily as he lowered his head to the other’s plastron, “You don’t even know. Guess you really want this, huh~?” 

The blue banded teen kicked his knees into his brother’s shoulders and shell, throwing his head back in complete hysterics whilst waiting for him complete and utter demise. 

The softshell wasted no time blowing raspberries after raspberries in the middle of his younger’s stomach, making sure to move the other’s hands away any time he tried to push at the young genius’ head. 

Donnie didn’t feel like getting brain damage after all.

Plus, he had his signature glasses ᴅᴏɴᴀᴛᴇʟʟᴏ ᴛᴍ on! And those were trademarked…as you can wonderfully see. 

“God…can you get more ticklish?” Donatello giggled, squeezing and squishing the red eared slider’s knees with one hand and scribbling his sides with the other whilst contuinung to raspberry Leo’s stomach. 

“DEEHEE DEEHEEHEE SNRT PLEHEHEASE!!! IHI SNRT DAHAHAH— SNRT DAHA— SNRT DAHUNNO!!” The smaller turtle screamed, happy stimming with his arms on the taller twin’s shoulder.

Donnie couldn’t help but chuckle, deciding to show his twin a tad bit of mercy as he nibbled his stomach lightly. 

The slider let out bloody murder from his beak, happy tears threatening to fall from his eyes as his bubbly cackles and snorts bounced off the walls of his room.

“Jeez…I think Peppa Pig has some competition, huh~?” The light golden eyed mutant snickered.

“PLEHEHEASE!! TEHEHELLO SNRT IHI’M GOH— SNRT GOHOHA— AHAHA SNRT MYHYHY SNRTGAHAHAHAD!!!” The smaller teen pleaded.

“Do you promise to stop putting yourself in between danger and your family?” The older hummed. 

“YEHEHES!!” The younger cried loudly.

“Do you promise to go easier on yourself?” 

“YAHA— SNRT YAHA— SNRT YEHEHES!!!”

“Do you promise to accept your doing an amazing job as leader and we all love you—”

“MY SNRT FUHUHUCKING SNRT GAHAHAD!!! IHIHI SNRT GEHET IT!!” Leonardo shouted, his blush now completley blending into the red stripes on his face. 

The softshell turtle got off of the other, sitting next to his little brother as his little brother in question hugged his middles and giggled tiredly. 

“Y-Yohou could ohof juhuhust sahaid ahall of thahat wihihithout tickling meeheee…” The younger grumbled despite the evident smile on his face.

“And where’s the fun in that?” Donnie smiled back, his expression softening as Leo got up and leaned against him softly. The older wraped an arm around the younger’s shoulder, pulling him closer into a warm, protective gesture. 

“Ahand would yohohou look ahat that! Ihi got yohour emo bahad boy ahahass to smile todahay. Your eheeven hugging me~!” The blue banded leader spoke softly, his voice filled with affection as he poked his twin’s forehead cheekily. 

“You tell anyone that and I will not hesitate to deny that extremely untrue statement.” The scientist huffed, rolling his eyes fondly as his smile spread.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

OH MY GOODNESS THIS IS SO CUTE!!

AND DID YOU SAY YOU MIGHT MAKE ART FOR ONE OF MY FICS?!?! I WOULD BE HONORED!! 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️

I made some art :D

Based on the fic "Just say you're sorry" by @sunsetsandsunshine

Drawing Raph is so difficult for me, oh my gosh--

Imma be making art for a bunch of fics I like, so be on the lookout :D

(you're next @savemeafruitjuice and @rice-cake-teen10. That looks ominous LOL-)

IS THIS HINTING AT ANOTHER TICKLE MACHINE?!?! 😱

GREAT JOB!!!! THIS WAS SO FUN TO READ!! 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

Try to Keep Your Arms Up

(Sfw tickling fic! Tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI!!)

Leo and Donnie attempt the classic try to keep your arms up tickling game, but Donnie decides to make it even more difficult for his twin

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Donnie💜

“I bet you can't!”

“I bet I can!” Leo argued back, flicking Donnie on the forehead.

“Oh yeah? Try it then!” Donnie snarked, grinning.

“No! I already know I can!” Leo argued, crossing his arms and glaring.

“You failed all the time as kids! You're just scared.” Donnie teased, flicking Leo back on the forehead.

“I'm not scared!” Leo exclaimed, “I just. . .don't feel like it!”

“Sounds scared to me.”

“Fine!” Leo exclaimed, “But when I win, you have to let me draw your eyebrows however I want and you have to wear them like that for a month!”

“Deal, and when I win, you have to try out my next invention,” Donnie said confidently.

“I get two chances,” Leo bargained.

“Fine, but you can't put your arms down for more than thirty seconds and you have to go fifteen minutes,” Donnie said evilly, seeing Leo gulp nervously, “What? Scared?”

“I’m not scared! And I accept the deal!” Leo agreed, clasping Donnie's hand and shaking it.

“Great,” Donnie said evilly, immediately shoving Leo onto the floor of the lab and straddling his waist, “Keep your arms up, Lee.”

“Don't call me that,” Leo hissed, face already starting to tint a bit pink as he lifted his arms above his head slowly.

“Sure thing, Lee,” Donnie teased, starting to lightly poke at Leo's sides.

Leo squirmed, biting down on his lip to keep from giggling and forcing himself to keep his arms up as Donnie started poking a bit more around his plastron.

“You're doing well- sike!” Donnie exclaimed evilly, immediately tickling at Leo's ribs and making the slider shriek.

“YohohoHOHOOhoU suhuhUHUHUhuHuck!” Leo squealed, squirming around but managing to keep his arms up as he cackled, “DEEEHEHEHHE!”

“What!? Gonna give up already!?” Donnie challenged, snickering as Leo glared at him between cackles.

“NOHOHO-!” Leo squealed stubbornly as he squirmed and fought to keep his arms up.

“C'mon, Leee! Give up,” Donnie teased, jabbing his fingers into Leo's underarms and making the slider shriek.

“DOHOHOHONIE! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE!” Leo shrieked, arching his back as Donnie evilly traced at the sensitive skin.

“All you gotta do is put your arms down, ‘Nardo,” Donnie laughed, “Then all this will be over.”

“NAHA! YOU SUHUHUHUCK!” Leo squealed as Donnie started kneading his fingers.

He shrieked as Donnie started tickling harder and faster, yanking his arms down and grabbing at Donnie's wrists, “NOHOHOHO!”

“Ooh! That's one,” Donnie chuckled evilly, pulling his hands back as Leo hesitatingly lifted his arms back above his head, “You're gonna lose, Lee.”

“Nohoho, I'm not!” Leo giggled from the phantom sensation, kicking his legs to try and get Donnie off of him.

“Yes you are,” Donnie said evilly, letting Leo calm down a bit, “Cause I'm gonna do this!”

Leo shrieked as Donnie skittered his fingers over Leo's tummy, making him cackle hysterically and kick his legs as he fought to keep his arms up.

“NAHAHA-! DEEHEHEHE! I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo begged, cackling as happy tears pooled in his eyes, he kicked his legs around as he squirmed and laughed.

“Can't what? Can't win?” Donnie teased, wiggling his fingers all over Leo's belly and grinned as he saw Leo straining to keep his arms up, “C'mon Lee, put your arms down. You know you want to.”

“SHUHUHUHUT UUHUUHHUP!” Leo screamed, kicking his legs and stomping while laughing and squirming.

“I'm not letting you win,” Donnie said, leaning down and blowing a raspberry on Leo's tummy.

“NAHAHAHA- AHH HAHAHAHA! DOHOHOHONIE NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo screamed, stomping his feet and kicking and squirming as Donnie started blowing rapsberries all over his tummy, “DEEEEHEHEHE!”

“Leeee,” Donnie teased, “Just put your arms down!”

“NEHEHEVEHEHEVER!” Leo shrieked, then squealed as Donnie started lightly nibbling his tummy, “NAHAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAHT!”

“Yes that!” Donnie laughed, lightly nibbling and blowing raspberries.

Leo shrieked as he suddenly nibbled at the center of his tummy, making him shove Donnie's face away and gasp for breath, protectively covering his tummy with his hands as he gasped and giggled.

“Oop! You put your hands down,” Donnie laughed, “One more time and I win!”

“Nohoho!” Leo giggled, putting his hands back up, “You're not gonna!”

“Yes I am,” Donnie said determinedly, cracking his knuckles and immediately started tickling and squeezing Leo's hips.

“EEEEP! HAHAHAAH- SNRT-! DOHOHOHONIE!” Leo shrieked, squirming and trying to slide his hips away from Donnie's ruthless hands, “PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Please what? Tickle more?” Donnie teased, squeezing at Leo's hips and making Leo shriek.

He started tickling up and down his sides and hips, “Tickle tickle tickle~!”

“STAHAHAHAP SAHAHAHAYING IHIHIT!” Leo screamed, cackling as happy tears streamed down his face.

Donnie checked the time, grimacing as he saw only five minutes left. He had to end it. No way he was letting Leo win, and no way he was missing out on the chance to torture Leo more with his new machine.

Donnie scooted back, placing a hand on each thigh and making Leo let out a strangled gasp.

“Deehee- I will dihihihe!” Leo exclaimed, eyes huge as he looked down at him.

“Then perish.”

Leo screamed out in laughter as Donnie started squeezing his thighs and drumming his fingers on them.

Leo cackled hysterically, kicking his legs and yanking his arms down to try and pry Donnie's tickly fingers away.

“YOHOHOHOHOOHOU WIHIHIHIN, DEEHEHE! I GIHIHIHIVE UUHUUHHUP!” Leo screamed, smacking his hand on the floor while trying to pry off Donnie's hands with the other, “DOHOHOHONIE!”

“What was that, ‘Nardo? I couldn't hear you,” Donnie said with an evil grin, kneading Leo's thighs and making him twin howl with laughter.

“YOUHHOOHOOHOO WIHIHIHIN! MEHEHEHERCY PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo begged, thrashing and kicking.

Donnie grinned, letting go and getting off of Leo.

Leo curled up, giggling and clutching his stomach as he giggled from the phantom feeling.

“You lost,” Donnie said, just to rub it in.

“Shuhut up!” Leo giggled, kicking Donnie, “You cheheeheeated!”

“No I didn't,” Donnie said, letting Leo lay his head on his lap as he giggled, “I used my knowledge.”

“Wait,” Leo said as his giggles died down, “What machine do I have to test?”

Donnie gave an evil, evil grin, “You'll see.”

“Ohh boy.”

This is such a good idea for this episode!! Probably the first time I've seen any of the other brothers tickled in this scene! Great job!!!!!!!!! 😄😄

Who's Doing That!?

When the four get stuck in the fab spray, someone keeps tickling Leo's sides and leg and no one will admit to it

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI!!)

Requests are open! Read through this post for more info!! ⭐

Lee: Leo💙

Lers: Raph❤️ Donnie💜 Mikey🧡

“Is this what it's like to have a dad bod?” Leo asked, distraught as he buried his face in his hand.

“Oh c'mon, Leo, it's not that bad,” Raph said, rolling his eyes.

Leo yelped suddenly, jolting and making everyone jump, “Whohoho- is dohihihing thahahahat!?”

“What?” All three brothers asked, all sounding confused.

“Someone's- hahaha-! Tihihickling me!”. Leo squeaked as he felt a hand teasingly tickling at the back of his leg that was tapped in the ball.

“I'm not doing it,”

“Me neither,”

“Not me,”

“Well sohohohomeone is!” Leo squealed a bit as the hand started tickling the back of his knee, “Stahahahap!”

“Guhuhuhuys!” Leo shrieked, smacking at his brothers from inside the ball and gasping as he felt the hand.

The tickling finally stopped and Leo huffed, “Who was that!?”

No one answerered.

“How do we get outta this thing!?” Mikey asked, changing the subject.

“I'm sure Donnie's got a solution.” Raph said, glancing up at him

“I do not, my fab spray is still in beta,” Donnie said.

“Fab?”

“Foam agent bonding, it's state of the art,” Donnie started info dumping.

“Not this again, you see, Raph, normally when Donnie's in speech mode I can run away from him but now? Hahaha, I'm stuck,” Leo said, looking irritated.

“There's gotta be a way out of this thing,” Raph said.

“There better be!”

❤️💜💙🧡

“SEHEHEHEHEHERIOUSLY!” Leo squealed, “WHOHOHOHOEVER IS DOING THAHAHAHAT! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!”

“I'm not doing it!” Raph defended.

“It's not me,” Donnie insisted.

“I'm not!” Mikey said innocently.

But all those denials didn't explain the tickling all over Leo's knee and the back of his thigh, and the tickling on one of his sides.

“STAHAHAHAP! IT'S MOHOHOHORE THAN ONE OF YOHOHOHOU!” Leo squealed, throwing his head back and cackling.

He shrieked as the hand started wiggling harder on the back of his leg, tickling more and making him squeal.

“GUuuuhuhuhuUHUHUHYS!” Leo squealed, “NAHAHAHAHA!”

“Leo, we're trying to focus on a way out,” Raph said, feigning exasperation, but he was actually grinning internally. He was the one tickling Leo's side, Mikey was tickling his knee, and Donnie was tickling his thigh.

“HAHAHAA-!” Leo snorted, free hand flapping. The tickling finally stopped, and he giggled and gasped for breath, “Fihihihnd anything?”

“Nope,” Mikey sighed, “We gotta find a way to break out of this.”

“Ugh-! I can't live like this!” Leo complained, shrieked as he felt claws teasingly tracing at one his calves, “Whihoho’s doing THAhaHAt!?”

“Not me!”

“Not me either,”

“It's not me, who's doing it?”

“Guhuhuhuys!” Leo squealed as the teasing tracing sensation continued, “Stahahap!”

“We're not doing anything!”

“Yehehes you are!” Leo laughed as the tickling moved to the back of his thigh, “Nohohoho! NahhaahHAHAHAT thehehehEHRHEEHE!”

Leo continued laughing and squealing as someone tickled at his thigh. He screeched as they started drumming their fingers on his thigh.

“GUHUHUHUYS! STAHAHAHAP!” Leo shrieked, cackling as whoever it was kept mercilessly tickling at his thigh, “I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T!”

The tickling stopped, making him gasp and huff, “Guhuhys! Quit it!”

“We're trying to find a way out!” Mikey exclaimed, giggling a little bit.

“It was you, Mikey!?” Leo exclaimed, kicking Mikey as best he could inside the ball.

“Ow! It wasn't me!” Mikey protested, “How dare you!”

“Quit it you two,” Raph ordered, “C'mon, Dee, there's gotta be something.”

“Working on it,” Donnie huffed.

❤️💜💙🧡

Leo shrieked, “NAHAHA- WHO'S DOOHOHHIING THAHAHAT!? STAHAHAHAP- PLEHEHEHEASE!”

Donnie grinned evilly to himself, tickling harder at Leo's thigh and making him twin screech.

He nudged Raph, mouthing something and then Leo's squirming and cackling doubled.

“NOHOHO! STAHHAHAP TEHEHEHEASING MEEHEHEHEHEH!” Leo squealed as his thigh was pinched and kneaded mercilessly and he felt a massive hand tickling at his tummy, “RAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPH! I KNOW THAT'S YOHOHOU-!”

“No it's not!” Raph denied, laughing a little as Leo squirmed and cackled, his free hand flapping in happy stimming, “Who's tickling Leo?”

“STAHA- HAHAHAHA AHH HAHAHA! SNRT-! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo begged, happy tears streaming down his red face as he cackled, “NAHAHAHA!”

He kicked suddenly, hearing Donnie yelp and the whole ball wobbled as he lost his balance. It fell to the floor, cracking open and revealing the four teens.

“Freedom baby!” Mikey cheered, jumping up.

“Yes!” Raph cheered, jumping and grinning.

Leo was squirming on the floor, trying to push himself up and away, cackling hysterically.

“DOHOHOHONIE! STAHAHAHAP TIIHIHIHIHIHICKLING MEHEHEHE!” Leo shrieked, and it was then the other brothers realized Donnie hadn't let go of Leo's leg and hadn't stopped tickling away at the back of his thigh.

“It's not me, Leo!”

“DEHEHEHEE! I SWEHEHEHEAR-!”

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! THIS IS SO CUTE!! 💞💞💞💞

It would be SO awesome if you made art for it! I would love to see it! 😁😁

Hi! If you're up to it, how about #55 from the prompt list you posted?

I really love your writing, it's very fun to read! :)

“Whoa! I Didn’t Expect That Much of a Reaction.”

Donnie discovers Leo's instant death spot when they were tots.

Feel free to send requests from the prompt list! Anyone can request as many as they want! No limits, I love writing!⭐✨ (Also, ur writing is amazing and so cute!!)

Prompt 55 from this list!

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI!!)

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Donnie💜

“Oh c'mon Dee-Dee,” Leo whined, the four year old flopping dramatically over Donnie's lap.

“No,” Donnie huffed, lifting his DS higher.

“Dooonnnniiieee,” Leo complained, “C'mon! You can make the rocket and then we go to space together!”

“I'm not making a rocket,” Donnie huffed, irritated, “So stop asking!”

“Deeeeeeeeeeeeee,” Leo whined, poking at Donnie's cheek, “Please, please, please, please, ple- EEP!”

Leo jolted as Donnie set down the DS and swiped at his side, making him squirm a bit.

“You've been bothering me non-stop, you're not going anywhere!” Donnie said with an evil laugh, using one hand to keep Leo trapped across his lap and starting to scribble at his sides with the other.

“NohohohHOHOHO!” Leo giggled, squirming and kicking his legs to try and escape, “DEHEEHEEE!”

“Oh c'mon, Lee-Lee!” Donnie said evilly, skittering his fingers over Leo's tummy and making his twin shriek, “You wanted my attention!”

“DOHOHOHONIE! IHIHIT TIHIHIHIHCKLES!” Leo squealed, laughing and trying to shove away Donnie's tickly fingers.

“That's the point,” Donnie giggled, unable to help himself. Leo's laugh was so contagious.

Leo squirmed, kicking and managed to protectively cover his tummy with his hands. He gave Donnie a triumphant grin and stuck his tongue out at him, “HAH!”

Donnie glared, scribbling at Leo's ribs and making him shriek with laughter but he continued protectively covering his tummy as he squirmed and laughed.

Donnie thought for a moment, before he came up with a new idea.

He set his hand on Leo's thigh and squeezed ever so slightly.

Leo screeched.

“HAHAHAHAA! WHAHAHAHAHAT!? AHH HAHAHAHAHA!” Leo cackled, screaming with laughter and squirming, he immediately tried to grab Donnie's wrists and pry his ruthless hands away.

Donnie's eyes widened as a smirk spread across his face, “Woah! I didn't expect that much of a reaction!”

He drummed his fingers on Leo's thigh again, making him shriek loudly, laughter going up an octave.

“DOHOHOHONIE! NAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE!” Leo squealed, trying to frantically kick his legs away and pry Donnie's hand off.

Donnie grinned, “What, does this tickle~?” he skittered his fingers over Leo's thigh.

Leo screamed, eyes scrunched tightly shut as happy tears trickled out. His face was bright red as he squirmed and laughed hysterically.

“NAHAHAHA! DEEHEHEHE! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo begged, squealing as Donnie started kneading at his thighs.

“This is your death spot!” Donnie laughed as Leo cackled and chirped occasionally.

“NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOHOHRE! I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T! TOOHOOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUCH- HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo screeched as Donnie kneaded and tickled at his thighs.

“Are you gonna keep asking about the rocket?”

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo squealed.

“What do you say?”

“IHIHI’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!” Leo screeched, “NOHOHOHOHOW STAHAHAHAP!”

Donnie finally stopped, laughing as Leo curled up and giggled.

“You're really ticklish, huh?”

“Nohoho!” Leo denied through giggles.

“Really?” Donnie teased, poking Leo's thigh and making him squeak.

“Mahahaybe a little bihit, “Leo giggled as Donnie yanked him up into a hug.

“You can watch me play, but no more rockets!” Donnie said firmly, picking up his DS and letting Le lay against him to watch.

While he played, he mentally noted that Leo's thighs were his death spot. He'd make sure to remember that.

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“Something on your mind, doofus?” Leo teased, snapping Donnie back to the present.

“Just remembering something,”

“What?”

Donnie jabbed Leo in the thigh, making his twin jump and shriek.

“Some things never change~.”

“DEHEHEHEE!”

✨⭐Let me know if I should make art for this one⭐✨

This might be my favorite tmnt trope ever- I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! 😭😭😭😭

You can't talk about my brother like that!

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl DNI!!)Raph doesn't like the way Leo talks about himself, so he decides to get him to say something nice about himself. One way or another.

Based on this post by @rice-cake-teen10

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Raph❤️

“Wow Leo,” Raph said, eyes widening, “You move a lot quicker than before!”

“Not quick enough,” Leo huffed, wiping the sweat away after successfully running through the obstacle course he and Raph had set up.

Raph frowned, but didn't push, and they started running through again.

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“That hit was terrible!”

“I should've moved faster!”

“That sucked!”

“I'm terrible at this!”

“I need to be better!”

“Why do I suck so bad!?”

Raph did not like all the insults Leo made about himself. They were quick, and mumbled, so people didn't question them.

But Raph had enough. He was not about to let anyone insult his little brother! Not even said little brother himself.

No.

He was going to make sure Leo learned not to, put him in a better mood, and get him to talk nicely about himself.

Next time he said something, Raph would attack.

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“Ugh! Why am I so stupid!?” Leo muttered after missing a hit with his sword.

“Hey!” Raph exclaimed, making Leo jump.

“What?” Leo asked, turning to face him.

“Raph doesn't like the way you've been talkin’ about yourself,” Raph said firmly, crossing his arms and looming over Leo.

“Like what?” Leo asked nervously, trying to play dumb.

“You know what Raph’s talking about,” Raph said, eyes narrowing.

“No?” Leo asked, sweating nervously.

“Then I'll help you remember,” Raph said, cracking his knuckles.

He pulled Leo into a tight hug, feeling the slider reluctantly lift his arms to hug around Raph's neck and wrist them on his shoulders. (None of them could wrap their arms around his shoulders all the way)

“Heh, thanks Raph,” Leo chuckled a bit, the hug tightened and Raph shifted his hold a little.

Leo tried to pull back from the hug, but his eyes widened as he realized his hands were trapped.

And then he realized something else. . .there was another set of hands? Had Raph seriously created another set of Ninpō hands to hug him tighter? (An: He did in the show when fighting the shredder! So it's possible :>)

“Uh, Raph?” Leo chuckled nervously, “You can let go now.” He looked up, only for his eyes to widen at the smirk spreading across Raph's face.

“I know,” Raph said with a smirk, “I will when you say something nice about yourself.”

“What?” Leo grimaced, “Why? Dude, seriously, let me go!”

“We can do this the easy way or the hard way, Leo. Just something nice about yourself,” Raph said.

Leo grimaced, but stayed still, “I guess we're staying in this hug then.”

Raph yanked Leo up suddenly as the Ninpō hands yanked Leo's arms above his head.

Leo gasped, now trapped in Raph's arms with the snapper giving him an evil grin.

“Last chance, Leon.”

“Just lemme go!” Leo glared. He was not saying anything.

“Okay then!”

“RahahaHAHAHAhAhaph!” Leo squealed as Raph started poking at his sides, “NohOHhohoHOT thiHIHIhihIs!”

“Just say something nice! You can't talk about my brother like that and get away with it!” Raph mock-scolded, starting to pinch at Leo's sides.

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo squealed, trying to squirm and kick away.

“You just gotta say something~.” Raph cooed as Leo laughed.

“RAHAHAHAHAHAPH!” Leo screamed, face bright red as he squirmed.

“C'mon, Leo!” Raph laughed, skittering his fingers on Leo's ribs, “Something nice.”

“NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE!” Leo shrieked, trying to kick Raph away, “RAHAHAHAPHIE PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Leeeeo, please!” Raph teased, tickling harder and making Leo shriek, “C'mon, something nice!”

“NAHAHA- SNRK-! HAHAHAHAHA!” Leo cackled, throwing his head back and trying to yank his arms free and kicking his legs frantically.

“You're making this so much more difficult than it's gotta be!” Raph huffed, and Leo shrieked as he started tickling his underarms.

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo squealed as Raph wiggled his fingers over the sensitive skin mercilessly, “STAHAHAHAP!”

Raph continued mercilessly tickling Leo, before slowly tickling down his side towards his tummy.

“RAHAHAHAPHIE! PLEHEHEHEASE NO! I WILL DIHIHIHE!” Leo begged, eyes glistening with happy tears and cackling as Raph traced around his plastron just above his tummy.

“Got something nice to say about yourself?”

At Leo's silence, Raph skittered his hands over Leo's tummy.

“NAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHA! SNRT-! RAHAHAHAHAHAPH!” Leo screamed, kicking his legs and squirming.

He tried fighting his way out of Raph's tight hold, only to shriek more and get tickled harder for his efforts.

“Hmmm, I think I want a bit of this sweet tum-tum of yours,” Raph cooed, lifting Leo up and leaning down a bit.

“No-! SNRK-!” Leo giggled, “DON'T- NAHAHAHAHAHHAA!”

Leo screamed, throwing his head back and cackling hysterically as Raph blew raspberries all over his tummy. He stated nibbling lightly, making little ‘om nom’ sounds that had Leo in stitches.

“NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOHOHRE! PLEHEHEHEASE RAHAHAHAHAHAPH!” Leo begged, snorting and squeaking between his giggles as happy tears streamed down his red face.

“One nice thing then,” Raph cooed, lightly pinching Leo's cheek as he nibbled at his plastron, “You look so adorable, Lee!”

“NAHAHAHA-!” Leo squealed, cackling as Raph nibbled at his ribs, “HEHEHEHHELP!”

As expected, no one came to help, and Leo was losing his mind from the silly feeling of raspberries all over his ribs.

Leo suddenly squealed as Raph rested his hand on his thigh, clamping down ever so slightly, “Last chance, Leon~.”

“OHOHOHOKAY! OHOHOKAY! I LIHIHIHIKE MY STRIHIHIHIPES!” Leo cried desperately.

Leo screeched as Raph drummed his fingers on his thigh, “Now tell me something good about you that isn't looks.”

“THAHAHAT WAHAHAHASN’T PAHAART OF THE DEHEHEHEEEAL!” Leo screeched, “RAHAH- AHH HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Just this last thing and you're free!” Raph cooed, “Unless you don't want Raphie to stop with his tickle tickle tickles~?’

“HAHAHAHA! SNRT-! I LIHIHIHIKE HOW FAHAHAHAAST I CAHAHAAN PLAHAHAHAN! NOW LEHEHEHEEMME GOHOHOHO!” Leo screamed, cackling loudly.

Raph did as asked, and Leo immediately wrapped his arms around his middle, giggling nonstop in Raph's arms.

“Well, Leo?”

“Shut it!” Leo giggled, wiping away the tears and trying to run away the phantom tingling.

“You're amazing, Lee,” Raph said earnestly, “And I don't want you ever thinking you aren't. I'll tickle you a thousand times until you admit to it.”

“Oh,” Leo said, a rush of emotion flooding him at that. He leaned his head against Raph's plastron, raising one arm to hug him, “Thanks, Raphie.”

“No problem,” Raph chuckled, “Just remember, you can't talk about my little brother like that!”

Lee Leo :))))

T-Word

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl DNI!!)

Leo can usually say the word ‘tickle’ but can't bear to hear it. So Donnie decides to torment him with it.

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Donnie💜

“Oh man, that tickled me,” Donnie chuckled after watching the funny video. He and Leo had been watching random videos together, and he saw a bit of pink blush spread across Leo's face.

Donnie hid a grin, acting as if he was smiling at the video.

I always forget, Leo can say that word but he can't stand hearing it.

He glanced at Leo, who was now focused on the video again and laughing.

This is gonna be fun.

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Leo was losing his mind.

Everytime he was around Donnie, he heard it!

“That tickled my funny bone.”

“That looks ticklish.”

“I'm tickled pink!”

“I'm sure that would tickle!”

“Hah! That tickled me!”

And he was going crazy from it! It was putting him in a massive Lee mood, and he was losing his mind.

Seriously! Why was he saying it so much!?

Leo huffed, trying to scroll on his phone in peace and ignore the giddy mood he was in.

“Oh hey, ‘Nardo,” Donnie greeted, grinning.

“Hey Dee,” Leo said, not looking up. Don't say it! Don't you dare!

“Whatcha watching?”

“Just some random videos,” Leo shrugged, scrolling idly.

“Those always tickled your fancy, didn't they?”

Leo's face turned pink and he squeezed his eyes shut, before finally snapping, “Would you stop that!? You're being mean!”

“Stop what?” Donnie asked, attempting to feign confusion but he couldn't hide his smirk.

“You know what you're doing! You keep saying it!”

“Saying what?” Donnie asked, raising a brow.

“You know what you're saying!” Leo snapped, pointing an accusatory finger at Donnie, “Don't play dumb!”

“I really don't know what you're talking about,” Donnie said with a shrug, walking away.

Leo glared, huffing as his face burned and his sides tingled. It was so stupid!

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“Oh I be that tickled your funny bone-”

“Enough!” Leo squeaked, face completely red, “Stop saying it!”

Donnie grinned, “What?”

“You keep saying t-ti,” Leo stammered, trailing off for a second as he face flushed more, “You keep saying the t-word!”

“And what word would that be?” Donnie asked with an evil smirk, “Hmm, oh I know, it's. . . tickle, right?”

Leo glared through his flushed face, his twin was evil.

“But worry not, dear brother of mine,” Donnie said, getting up and towering over Leo, who was still on the chair, “I will not leave you hanging!”

“Wha- HAHAHAHA!” Leo cackled as Donnie dove forward and started tickling his thighs ruthlessly, “DEHEEHEHEHE!”

“What's wrong, Leo!?” Donnie laughed, “Does it tickle?”

“NAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP SAHAHAHAYING IHIHIT!” Leo squealed, grabbing Donnie's wrists and trying to tug his tickly hands away as he cackled.

“No can do, Lee-o!” Donnie said, squeezing and tickling Leo's thighs, “Tickle tickle tickle tickle!”

“NAHAHAHAHAHA- I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T!” Leo squealed, laughing hysterically.

“Can't what? Can't say the word?” Donnie teased evilly, “I'll stop when you say ‘It tickles!’”

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo shrieked as Donnie started tickling at his hips and sides, “DEEHEHEHE! IHIHIT TIHIHIHI- NAHAHAHAHA I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T!"

“Yes you can, ‘Nardo,” Donnie teased, jabbing his fingers into Leo's underarms and making the slider shriek, throwing his head back from laughter, “Just two little words~!”

“HAHAHAHAHA! AHH HAHAHAHA! SNRT-! DOHOHOHONIE PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo cackled and snorted, squirming and trying to tug away Donnie's hands as he started scribbling down his sides.

“Just say it!” Donnie laughed, “It tickle tickle tickles~!’

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo squealed as the tickling sensation doubled from the word, “WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT!”

Leo shrieked as Donnie started tickling at his tummy, “DOHOHOHONIE! NOHOHO- IT'S SOHOHOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

“Would you say it tickles, hmm?” Donnie teased, skittering his fingers on Leo's belly.

“NAHAHAHA! DOHOHOHONIE! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” Leo squealed as Donnie tickled his tummy mercilessly, “DEEHEHE!”

“You gotta say it!” Donnie laughed evilly, wiggling his fingers on Leo's tummy, “Say it!”

“IHIHIT- NAHAHAHA-! TIHIHI- TIHIHIHIHCKLES!” Leo shrieked, eyes squeezed shut with happy tears and face turning bright red as he yelled it.

“Thought so,” Donnie laughed, poking Leo's stomach one last time and making the slider shriek before he finally pulled away.

“Why?” Leo complained between giggles, scrunching up from the phantom tickles and giggle-high.

“Why not?” Donnie teased, bringing Leo a glass of water, “Next time I'll say the ‘T-word’ more.”

“Shuhut up!”

I love your writing! It always makes my day when you post!!! 😋

Claws

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl DNI!!)

The boys all have claws, but it seems like they've let them grow a bit too much. So of course they have to torture Leo with them!

Lee: Leo💙

Lers: Mikey🧡 Donnie💜 Raph❤️

Leo groaned as his claw scratched across his screen, “Dang it! Guess it's time to cut them.”

He grabbed the clippers and file, neatly trimming his claws and filing them into neat ovals.

He painted them a shimmering blue and purple, and then grimaced. If his claws were long, so were the others. And they always complained and made it difficult.

Maybe if I offer to paint and shape them, they won't whine about it!

Leo thought, snapping his fingers with a grin. He gathered up his supplies in the nail kit and hurried out the room.

He went to Mikey's room first, he always fought the least.

“Oh my dear brother,” Leo called as he walked in, “It's time for claw trimming!”

“Noooo!” Mikey whined dramatically.

“Yeees,” Leo said back with a grin, “But cause you don't like it, I'll shape them and paint them.”

“. . .fine,” Mikey grumbled, holding his hand out.

Leo carefully trimmed and shaped Mikey's claws, smiling at the end result, “Color?”

“What do you think?”

“Muddy brown comin’ right up,” Leo teased, grabbing the orange and carefully painting his brother's nails.

“Thanks, Leo!” Mikey chirped, admiring the sparkly nails. And then a thought hit him, Leo had cut his nails to end in a bit of a round point. Typically he cut them square, but this was more claw-like.

I wonder. . .

Leo was putting everything back in the kit, and he jumped and squealed as he felt claws skitter down his side.

“MihiHIHIhikey!” Leo exclaimed, giggling, “That tihihickled way more than nohohormal!”

“Did it?” Mikey asked innocently, lunging forward and pinning Leo, immediately tracing at his sides.

“NOohohOHOHO!” Leo squealed, squirming and laughing, “That's sohOHOHOhohOHho bahahaHAHAD!”

Mikey laughed, ticking at Leo's ribs and making the slider shriek and cackle.

“MIHIHIHIKEY!”

“What!?” Mikey giggled, scribbling his fingers all over Leo's sides and hips, “What?”

“NAHAHA-! SNRK-! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo cackled, trying to push himself off the ground.

“I should've pushed you on your shell,” Mikey teased, “Then I could tickle your tummy! But I still got this!”

Leo shrieked as Mikey tickled at his underarms, immediately making him clamp his arms down and laugh hysterically.

He felt the pointed ends of the claws digging into the sensitive skin, poking and prodding and making it so much worse than usual.

“MIHIHIHIKEY PLEHEHEHEASE! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE!” Leo squealed, thrashing and laughing hysterically.

“What's wrong with it?” Mikey giggled, moving one hand to tickle at Leo's neck, making his older brother squeal and immediately scrunch his neck and hike his shoulders up.

“TOOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHHCH!” Leo cackled, laughing harder as Mikey tickled harder at his armpit and started tickling his side again.

Mikey finally drew back, giggling as Leo giggled from the phantom sensation.

“Thanks for painting my nails, bro!”

“Nohoho prohohoblem,” Leo giggled, shakily pushing himself up, “I'm gonna hehelp Raph now.”

“Alrighty,” Mikey said, fluttering his fingers at Leo to tease him and making a loud giggle burst forth, “Good luck!”

“I'll need it,” Leo huffed, finally calming down from his giggle-high.

He left, heading towards Raph's room and knocking on the door, “Oh Raph!”

“Come in!”

Leo waltzed in, brandish the nail kit, “I gotta cut back those daggers.”

Raph let out a low, displeased rumble.

“But!” Leo said hurriedly, before the inevitable running would begin, “If you sit still and be good, I'll shape and polish them, deal?”

“Raph gets to pick the color?”

“Yep,”

“Fine,” Raph grumbled, sitting back down on his bed and holding out a hand.

Leo carefully cut and shaped Raph's claws, “Round or square?”

“Try round, never seen ‘em like that before,” Raph said, “Can you paint ‘em red and black?”

“Yep,” Leo said, carefully filing and then grabbing the polish. He painted on swirling patterns and grinned as Raph beamed and admired his nails.

“These look great!” Raph exclaimed, “Thanks little bro!”

“No problem,” Leo said with a smile, putting everything back up, “They look nice like that!”

“Yeah,” Raph said, studying his nails, “Hmmm.”

“What? Is something wrong?” Leo asked, scooting closer to examine the nails.

“I think you missed a spot.”

“Really? Where?” Leo asked, confused.

“Here!” Raph exclaimed, scribbling at Leo's tummy and making the slider jump and shriek.

“RAHAHAHAHAHAPH!” Leo squealed, trying to escape but getting yanked into Raph's lap. His evil older brother started tickling at his ribs with one hand and his tummy with the other.

“Raph likes these new nails!” Raph laughed, tickling harder, “You're so much more squirmy!”

“RAHAHAHAPHIE!” Leo squealed, squirming and trying to pry Raph's hands away, “NOHOHOHOHO-! SNRT-!”

“Awww, do Raphie’s new nails tickle too much~?” Raph teased, tracing at Leo's tummy with his rounded claws.

“NAHHAHHAHAT THAHHHAHAHT!” Leo shrieked, it tickled so bad!

Leo squirmed and cackled as Raph's ruthless nails traced and tickled all over his tummy and side.

“I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T!” Leo shrieked as Raph started tracing the lines in his plastron, kicking his legs and squirming relentlessly, “PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Okay, okay!” Raph laughed, going back to tickling Leo's tummy and making him squeal, “Raph’ll just tickle you normally!”

“WAHAHAIT! NAHAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAHT EHEHEHEITHER!” Leo squealed, one hand trying to cover his tummy, and the other smacking at Raph's plastron.

Raph laughed, finally pulling his hands back and letting Leo sit up and breathe.

“Yohohou're meheheean!” Leo giggled, pouting as he tried to rub away the phantom tickles.

“Yeah, yeah,” Raph said with a small snort, “Need some water?”

“I'll grab some before I go trim Dee's claws,” Leo sighed, getting up and leaving the room.

After getting water, Leo headed to Donnie's lab and knocked on the door.

“Open up, Dee!” Leo called, and the door slid open.

He waltzed in, “Donnie!”

“Yes?”

“I gotta cut your claws,” Leo said quickly, “But if you let me do it without biting me, I'll shape them and paint them to match mine!”

Donnie glared, glowering at Leo. He thought for a minute, then sighed, turning in his chair and holding out his hand.

“Oh thank goodness,” Leo sighed, pulling up a chair and getting to work. He had a scar from when Donnie had bit them when they were younger.

He smiled at the end result, holding his hands beside Donnie's to show the matching colors.

“I knew it would work!” Leo chuckled, “You can never resist the matching twin stuff!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Donnie huffed, admiring the matching nails, he grinned suddenly, “Hey ‘Nardo?”

“Yeah?”

“You know I record everything, right?”

“Yes?” Leo said slowly, where was this going?

Donnie smirked suddenly, and Leo's eyes widened.

“Dee- NO!” Leo screeched as Donnie yanked his rolling chair forward and yanked up his legs and immediately started scribbling at his knees.

“DOHOHOHONIE!” Leo squealed, cackling and kicking his legs as the claws tickled ruthlessly, “NOHOHOHOHO!”

Donnie laughed, tracing at Leo's calf and making him shriek, “I heard what happened with Mikey and Raph and wanted to try! Raph was right, you're way more squirmy.”

“NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE!” Leo squealed, trying to kick his leg and yank it out of Donnie's hold, “TEHEHEHEHEHEHELLO! STAHAHAHAP!”

“Aww, do my claws tickle too much, Lee~?” Donnie cooed meanly, tickling at Leo's thigh and making him scream.

“NAHAHA- I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T! DOHOHOHONIE PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo shrieked, “NAHAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAHT! SNRK-!”

Leo squealed as the claws traced all over his thigh, poking and prodding the sensitive skin and tickling lightly.

He squealed as Donnie started tracing at the sole of his foot, making him kick his leg out and throw his head back in laughter, cackling hysterically.

“NOHOHO!” Leo squealed as claws traced all over the bottom of his foot, it tickled so bad! And then Donnie was tracing at his calf with his other hand!

“DEEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOHOHRE!” Leo screamed, making Donnie laugh and finally let go.

Leo giggled, scrunching his legs up on the chair and wrapping his arms around them protectively as he giggled.

“I think I'll have you shape my claws like this from now on,” Donnie teased, admiring the shiny nail polish, “I believe Raph and Mikey are thinking the same.”

“I hahahate you guhuhys!”

A PART TWO?! THAT'S AWESOME DUDE!!! AMAZING JOB 🤩🤩🤩🤩

HIIII!!! 💖💖💖 Absolutely adoring the fics you’ve been writing recently!! Since requests are open I can’t help but want a part two to the mutant mayhem fic you write with lee Leo ✨ I’d love lee Leo and ler April. Maybe they’re hanging out together and she finally gets to use the info she learned on FaceTime with him! Take all the time you need of course and hope you’re well!

~ 𝙻𝚎𝚘, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛! 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎…𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 ~

💛💙 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: @veryblushyswitch 💛💙

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𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟸,𝟽𝟺𝟷

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙 

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 👩🏾‍🦱💛

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗…𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝙼𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚌! 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 -> https://www.tumblr.com/sunsetsandsunshine/751212539507097600/oh-my-gosh-prompts-i-adore-your-fics-so?source=share

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＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎…𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚃𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙼𝙽𝚃 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘— 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!!!˚*•✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Okay…I am so. freaking. lost.” Leo grumbled, putting his cheek on his palm as April sighed dramatically. “I’m gonna explain it to you one more time, Nardo. And if you still don’t get it so help me.” April grabbed the empty shoebox she had in front of her, putting it in between her and the other teen.

“We are doing a biome project for Bio class. And since you wanted to be special and different you decided to choose the hardest one to do: a Tundra.” April said as she raised a brow.

“Sounds like me.” The mutant in blue chuckled. 

The girl with glasses shook her head fondly, “And so, we need to replicate a Tundra biome using a shoebox and just explain what we know about the biome.” 

The slightly taller teen titled his head to the side, squinting his eyes at his best friend, “…That’s it?” 

“What do you mean that’s it?!” The yellow cladded girl basically squawked, “Do I look like someone who know’s a lot about snow?” 

The turtle giggled in amusement, crossing his arms playfully, “We live in Manhattan, Pril. We get, like, 20 to 30 inches of snow most of the time…”

“Just because we get a shit ton of snow every season does not mean I know a lot about it.” 

Leonardo grinned at his friend’s funny comment, going into his backpack and pulling out a bunch of written on notecards. “Then it’s a good thing I wrote down facts about the Tundra when Mr. Fredrickson was going over the different biomes in depth in class.”

April’s eyes widened in both shock and respect, going over to look at the notecards Leo wrote on, “You actually listened when he was doing that?! I fell asleep when he got to the rainforest biome…”

“Prillie…that was literally the first one he went over…” 

“My point still stands.” She shrugged, looking at the notecards in awe. “Dude…you wrote down everything. You have the definition, what animals live there, fun facts and a whole bunch of other stuff!” 

“You even wrote down the different plants and regions that are inside of the biome.” She said in surprise, giving Leo back his notecards, “Oh my god I love you so fucking much. We are going to ace this project.” The human girl said as she went back to the empty shoebox.

The mutant’s eyes widened at her comment, a small blush appearing on his face as he cleared his throat to try and recollect himself, “Y-Yeah u-um I-I love you too…”

“What?” April said genuinely, not hearing what the other said. 

“What?” Leo replied. 

The girl raised a suspicious brow, “You mumbled something, you weirdo.” 

“Me? What? N-No I was j-just…talking to myself!” Leonardo explained, his blush deepening as he fiddled with his fingers, looking absolutely anywhere but the person in front of him. 

April huffed out a laugh, getting her art kit from her desk that was next to her bed, “Whatever you say, you dork.” She chuckled out, sitting on her carpet as she suddenly spray painted the inside of the cardboard box white. 

The turtle mutant covered his mouth, “Don’t you think it would’ve been better if you did that…outside?” 

The girl in glasses pursed her lips together, stopping and nodding slowly, “Yeah…I should’ve. My bad. But…I kinda already started.” She said as she continued to spray paint the box. Leo rolled his eyes, opening the other teen’s door as he started to spray Frebreze everywhere. “Leo…what are you doing?” April asked.

The turtle raised a brow at his friend, “What does it look like? I’m airing out the spray paint smell.” 

April covered her mouth, fanning out the air with her hand as she walked to Leo, “You legit just put the Frebreze scent over the spray paint scent. Now it’s just mixed together.” 

Leonardo groaned internally, nodding his head as the slightly smaller teen explained how dumb his logic was. As the mutant in blue tuned his friend out, he looked out her window to look at her balcony…but his heart dropped in shock (and a tad bit in confusion) as he saw his little brother’s just chilling on the small balcony.

“Nardo…are you okay?” The girl in glasses asked worriedly. “YEP! I-I’m fine! Perfectly perfect.” He grinned wobbily, grabbing the now fully dry white shoebox and giving it to the other, lightly pushing her out of the room, “I’ll just fan out everything here. You can go chill in your living room.” 

April huffed out a small laugh, “We’re New Yorkers, Leo…we’ve smelled worse.” 

“Y-Yeah, I know! Trust…I know. It’ll be quick, I promise.” He said as calmly as he could muster at the moment. The girl just fondly rolled her eyes, going over to the living room, “Don’t take too long, though! I need your help with finding a good show to watch as I finish the biome replica!” She shouted. 

“I’ll be right there!” He shouted back as he turned on her ceiling fan. He basically stomped to the balcony, closing the door as he glared at his younger brothers, “What the FUCK are you guys doing here?!” Leonardo screamed. 

Donnie raised a brow as he leaned on the railway, “What ever do you mean?”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT DO I MEAN?!” The leader in blue shouted, “H-How did you guys even get here in the first place?! Me and April rode her scooter to her apartment!!!”

“We’re ninjas, bro. I think you always forget that.” Mikey chuckled and only chuckled harder at the eldest’s pissed off face.

Raph went over to his immediate older brother, slinging a hand over his shoulder, “So~! How’s the date going~?” 

“IT’S NOT A DATE!!!” Leo screeched before facepalming, “How long have you guys even been here, anyway?!”

“Not long.” Mikey shrugged, “It was kindaaaaa hard having to climb up the building…”

“Whatever…” The blue banded teen grumbled as he turned away, “Just go home and don’t tell Dad about any of this...”

“Why~?” Donnie asked teasingly, “I personally think Dad’ll be happy that his rizz is finally shining in you.” 

“Donatello.” Leonardo glared.

“Fine! Fine! We’re going!” Donatello said as he took off the backpack he had on, taking out color-coded grappling hooks and giving them to Raph and Mikey. “Also, since April mentioned wanting to watch something with you, you guys should watch Smiling Friends. The rest of season two dropped.” The purple banded turtle explained. But before the eldest turtle could give his brother’s a piece of his mind, they were just…gone.

Talk about being ninja’s…

“Jiminy mother loving toaster strudel…” Leo grumbled to himself.

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“Smiling Friends?! I didn’t know the rest of season two dropped!” April gasped as Leo walked into the living room talking about the show.

The hazel eyed mutant rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, “Uh…yeah. I just looked online for stuff to watch and, um…yeah…”

April snickered at the awkward demeanor of the other teen; not really and truly questioning it due to the fact Leo was just an awkward person 24/7. The blue banded mutant sat next to his friend, fiddling with his fingers as Smiling Friends played on the TV.

“Hey, Nardo? I wanted to say sorry about the whole spraying-spray-paint-and-literally-almost-intoxicating-you thing. I just wasn’t really thinking about it making more sense for me to spray it outside.” The girl explained solemnly. 

The younger teen snorted, “Prillie…it’s fine. It’s not like you killed me or anything like that. I think you should worry about your Mom coming home to the smell and killing you, though.”

“OH SHIT!” The elder teen shouted, going to her room to spray Frebreze and spray some in the living room as well. The girl with glasses sat down before sighing, leaning back, “Oh! And btdubs, I finished the Tundra replica.” She said as she finished the last final touches on the piece before handing it to the other teen.

And to Leo’s surprise…the replica actually looked pretty good. Like…really really good. The inside of the shoebox honestly looked like a mini Tundra…and it even had little mini clay plants and animals. 

“You seriously just made this?! April, I wasn’t even gone for ten minutes!” Leonardo said in awe. 

“You, my dear friend, underestimate my artistic skills.” The brown eyed teen said as she continued to watch the television. 

Now…Leo wasn’t known for getting into…moods often. 

I mean, in all honesty he would just get tickle attacked by his brothers 24/7…so in a weird way, he kind of got used to it.

But ever since he and Raph went on that call with April a couple weeks ago…she hasn’t mentioned said call. At all.

And perhaps maybe she forgot! Maybe she forgot the legit most embarrassing moment of Leo’s life…

…so why the absolute hell did Leo want her to mention it? Or at least acknowledge it! 

I mean…Raph even dropped the bomb that Leo liked it! That was a clear opportunity right there!!!

But in order for one to be actually tickled…one must ask for it first. And there was no fucking wayLeonardo was going to do that.

“You want me to tickle you, don’t you?” April said casually as she looked at the other teasingly. 

The mutant’s eyes widened in shock, his face becoming a glowing hot red as he absolutely refused to make eye contact with the other teen. “A-April whahat—?”

“Dude…don’t even try to deny it. You’ve made it so painfully obvious.” She giggled softly as the other’s face burned in embarrassment. 

Was he seriously that easy to read?!

“Should I take your silence as a 'yes'?” The human girl smiled as the blue banded mutant shyly nodded, still refusing to look at his best friend. “Okay, Nardo…just tell me when you want me to stop…okay?” She said carefully as she gently reached for the other’s side but stopped when the young leader held her wrists. 

“W-Wahait!!! Wahait wahahait A-Ahapril wahait!!!” Leonardo panicky giggled as he blushed more (if even possible). The girl stopped, resting her hands in her lap. The slightly taller teen covered his face with his hands, giggling in anticipation before nodding slightly.

The yellow cladded teen awed at the sight, scribbling her nails against the other’s sides. The mutant pursed his lips together, kicking his legs on the ground. The girl with glasses chuckled at the action as a lightbulb went off in her head, “Wait a sec, Nardo. Do you remember the FaceTime call me, you and Raph went on?”

“N-Noho shihihit…” 

“I do believe on said FaceTime call, Raph mentioned you being more ticklish to squeezes than to scribbles…is that correct?” She asked teasingly, although she knew damn well what the answer was already. 

The blue banded mutant’s giggles raised an octave as he now started to squirm as his friend squeezed his sides…

…Now this could go one of two ways…

He could absolutely make a complete fool out of himself or he makes a complete fool out of himself. Either or. 

“A-AHAhapril!” The turtle squeaked out.

“Yes, Leo?” The human replied casually.

“PleHA— *snort* p-pleheHEASE!!!” 

“Plehease whahat~?”

“I-IHI *snort* duhunno!!” Leo squealed, now hugging his middles as he continued to laugh. The slightly smaller teen wrapped him in a hug with one arm, using her other arm to pull out her phone. She went to her camera roll and scrolled until she found a screen recording…

…A specific screen recording…

…The screen recording April screen recorded while they were on that FaceTime call.

Leo hid in his shell a bit, his laugh echoing in said shell but he did not care in the slightest at this point. The teen girl raised a brow at the action, holding the other’s hand in her’s as she used her other hand to squeeze his hip mercilessly. 

Leonardo squawked in surprise as a loud (totally not expected) snort followed. He hid in his shell even deeper as he full on laughed and laughed. “Woah wohoah! Why are you hiding your face from me~?” 

“I-IHI’M NAHAT!!” 

“Yohou sure? 'Cuz it kinda looks like you are…”

“IHI’M *snort* NAHAT I-IHI SWAHA— *snort* SWEAR!” 

The girl with glasses laughed in amusement, “Raph was right…you really are a liar, huh Gigglenardo~?” 

Leo snorted loudly at the girl’s tease, his laughs becoming more louder and more frantic. And the worst part is she barely even touched the surface of his ticklishness…

The girl wrapped the taller teen into an even tighter hug, using her free hand to scribble her fingers all over his stomach. The taller teen screeched, slumping in her hold as he 'tried' to escape her tickling wrath.

April played the screen recording (on mute of course…she wasn’t that mean), wanting to test something the tallest turtle did that got a good hell of a reaction from the leader in blue. “Nardo…just a quick question…does this happen to tickle by any chance~?”

“S-STAHAHAP! DAHA— *snort *snort* DOHON’T STAHART!!”

“What’s wrong~? I’m just asking if this tickles, Gigglenardo.” She said as she gently squeezed his stomach with one hand, causing the other to squirm despreatley in the hug. “It seems like it does~! Tickle tickle~! Kitchie kitchie coo~!”

“NOHO— *snort* *snort* PLEHEASE DAHA— *snort* DOHOHON’T!!!” The brown eyed turtle screamed before April randomly stopped so the mutant was able to catch his breath for at least a little bit. “Nerdo~! Do you mind getting out of your shell for me, please~?”

Leonardo snorted loudly for probably the umpteenth time today, “NOHO— *snort* *snort* WHYHYHY?!”

“Just 'cuz~! I wanna try something.” She said as Leo poked his head out from his shell. The two made eye contact with one another— Leo glared at her while she innocently smiled back as she tickled the crook of his neck.

“PFFT— *snort* *snort* *snort* NAHAHA IHIT’S SAHA— *snort* *snort* SOHO BAHA— *snort* *snort* BAHAHAD!!!”

“Reheally?” The brown eyed teen mused, “I personally think you’re trying to say it tickles~! It tickletickletickletickles~!” She giggled as she tickled both sides of the turtle teen’s neck with one hand, leaving him in stitches. “KSSTAHA— *snort* *snort* *snort* NAHAHA *snort* *snort* *snort* *snort* *snort*!!!” 

The girl in glasses slowly stopped her tickle attack, hugging him from behind as he caught his breath. “Ohon the FahaceTime call, I rehecall Rahaph saying you snort fihive tihimes if it’s a good dahay~!” She teased lightly as Leo just groaned in response. 

“Whahatever…” Leonardo grumbled as the girl with glasses got up to get him a cup of water from the kitchen. She handed it to him, which he gladly accepted.

And that…wasn’t as bad nor scary as Leo initially thought it was going to be. 

The hazel eyed mutant fiddled with the now empty cup, “Uhm…thahank you for the wahater…ahand..uh, y-y'know…” He trailed off, looking at the ground in embarrassment as the other smiled fondly, “It’s no problem, Leo.” She chuckled, “There’s really no need to be so embarrassed about it. I get it.” 

“I-I know that but— wait. What do you mean you get—“ But the slightly taller teen was cut off by April’s doorbell going off. The two paused, not expecting any visitors besides April’s mom— who was supposed to come later and also had the key to the apartment. 

So…she wouldn’t need to ring the doorbell.

The doorbell rang again as Leo got up and simply stepped forward, opening the door slowly but sighing loudly as he saw who was on the other side. 

It was his brother’s. Because of course it was. 

“So~! How’d the date go~?” Mikey grinned plqyfully.

“It went fine— wait what?! For the last time it— this— is NOT a date!!!” Leonardo glared.

“So in Leo language…I’m assuming that means it went well.” Donnie chuckled, “Happy for you, bro.” The purple banded turtle said almost genuinely as April walked to the open door next to Leo. “Whahat are you guys doing here? And…how did you get here?” 

“Well, I got bored and hungry so I ordered pizza. We decided to come over here so you two could eat with us.” Raphael explained. 

“You got said money from my savings account?” Leo deadpanned. 

“I got said money from your savings account.” Raph grinned, “Now let’s go! If we hurry we could catch the person delivering the pizza!” He shouted as the four teens ran down the fire escape. April grabbed her keys before closing (and of course locking) her apartment door, soon following her mutant friends.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

This is the idea I had for a fic, I hope you guys like it! Also, I will be getting back to requests now. 😎

(A/N: I had to transition between Leo and Donnie's perspectives multiple times, so hopefully it's clear enough. If not, feel free to ask for clarification!)

Lee: Leo

Ler: Donnie

TW!: A SWEAR WORD! Other than that just silly brothers doing silly things!

TAP.

TAP TAP TAP.

"Wh- Leo, I know that's you. Stop!"

Donnie sighed, shaking his head in annoyance as he picked up his wrench from the ground again. All day, Leo had been using his portals to pester him, making one behind him and doing anything to get his attention, then quickly closing it before he could even turn around.

"Uh, Dee, you okay?" Mikey leaned in the doorway of his lab, the arches of his mask furrowed as he examined his brother. Donnie looked up. "Yes, Angelo. I'm fine. Leo's just bothering me." A quizzical look formed on the younger's face. "I.. thought Leo was in his room..?"

Donnie put his wrench down once more, wiping his hands with a rag on the floor. He had been working on the Turtle Tank, trying to repair part of the engine after an encounter with Meat Sweats. "He is." When Mikey didn't look any less confused, the scientist huffed.

"He's been using his portals to bug me. I don't know what his problem is." The orange themed turtle straightened up at the clarification, and glanced around the lab for any of the portals, though the blue glow was nowhere to be seen for the moment.

"Oh. Want me to go tell him to stop or something?"

"No, that's okay, I can handle him on my own. Even if you did, I don't think he'd pay you much mind."

Mikey shrugged. "Okay then. Anyways, I came in here to tell you I'm gonna start dinner soon. I'll come get you when it's ready!" He chirped and turned to leave after receiving a thumbs up, his older brother rolling back underneath the Turtle Tank and beginning to tinker with it once more.

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A solid hour went by, and Donnie had gone undisturbed, the quiet clanging of metal relaxing him as he let his guard down.

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Eventually, he had finished working on the engine, rubbing his eyes as they struggled to adjust to the light in his room after hours of being under a vehicle in his tech-filled lab.

The softshell stretched his arms out, and grabbed his phone off of its charger, displaying a satisfying 100% as it turned on. Donnie flopped onto his bed and began scrolling, completely forgetting about his twin's shenanigans.

That is, until a familiar light clashed with the soft purple of his room, and a hand slowly crept out of the portal, snatching his phone right out of his hands, making him startle.

"Gah! Leo, are you serious? Give that back!" He wasn't sure if his brother could hear him through the portal, though he supposed he couldn't, as the hand quickly retracted, then reappeared empty as it reached for his head, grabbing at his goggles.

Leo, in his own room, had been feeling antsy without any big missions, and had taken to annoying his favorite purple-themed brother in the whole world. His puns and jokes usually got at least a groan out of him, maybe even a quiet snicker if he was lucky, but recently, his twin had been ignoring them all together, opting to roll his eyes without any fun reactions. So, the sword-wielding teen had decided to up his game.

One thing that was bound to annoy Donnie was poking at him and stealing his things, so naturally, the two had been the center of Leo's attention all day. He had misplaced tools, jabbed his brother's arm, and even set off an alarm once or twice! Sure, he couldn't see his reactions directly, but the frustrated yells from across the lair had been worth it.

When the genius had retreated to his bedroom, the slider couldn't help but bother him some more, successfully grabbing his phone and tossing it onto a pillow on his side of the portal. He could've stopped there, but mischief was calling his name, and so were the multicolored glasses sitting atop his twin's head.

'Oh the AUDACITY of this guy!'

The softshell growled in annoyance, failing to retrieve his precious headwear as Leo's hand merely dodged his attempts. After a few more tries, Donnie had had enough. He grabbed Leo's wrist, snatching his goggles back swiftly before securing the limb in place, tapping at his wrist with his free hand, and summoned two metallic arms from the sides of his artificial shell. The robotic arms clamped onto his twin's, and effectively held it in place as Donnie slipped his hand into the bright portal. He waved it around for a moment, before knocking into the side of the slider's plastron.

Bingo.

He then shot his arm up, and rammed his fingers into where he guessed was the turtle's armpit, and based on the squeal that sounded from a couple rooms over, Donnie knew he guessed right. A hand slapped at his own and tried pushing him away, but impatience drove the olive-skinned turtle to only dig harder into the soft skin, wiggling his fingers quickly into it.

Leo, as smug as he was before, immediately regretted his want for entertainment the moment he couldn't pull his arm back into his room, and was filled with giddy panic at the three-fingered hand that had began drilling into his underarm.

"AH! HahaHAHAH! HAH! WAHAhaihit noho!"

The blue-themed teen gasped at the unexpected energy jolting through him, and almost threw himself off of his bed in surprise. With his arm being suspended by cold metal, he could only push at the offending hand and curl up as best he could.

Leo drummed his feet on his mattress, and arched up when Donnie pressed his fingers into the bridge of his shell, then moved down to scratch at the edge of his carapace. The slider bit his lip, trying to fight the giggles pushing their way out of his throat.

"GHK!- Pffft- Nhehehe! Dohohonnie, stAHAP!" His pleas went answered, the softshell's hand not budging in the slightest. Leo twisted, rolling as much as he could with his left arm held in place, his shell facing the portal as he searched for his brother's phone, knowing Donnie would probably stop if he just gave it back.

His stomach sunk when he saw that in his struggle he had thrown it to the floor, and couldn't reach it to put an end to the electric sensation running through his side.

"Shihihit."

Leo rolled onto his back again, snorting when his brother reached his arm deeper into the portal to tickle his belly, laughter shooting out of him as he struggled to take a proper breath.

"SNRK- DOHonnie, hahah! PleheHEAse!" The blue-themed turtle screwed his eyes shut, focusing on trying to pull his arm out of the grip it was in. He tried to think of a way to get himself out of this mess, peeking an eye open to see his sword that was lying on his bed, still glowing from use. However, he very quickly dismissed the idea of closing the portal, as even if he managed to focus enough to do that, he didn't want to portal-chop his arm. Okay, he needed a new plan.

The opening to his brother's room was pretty small, so he probably couldn't stick his head through and tell Donnie to stop, both of their limbs barely having enough room to move as is, so that wasn't an option. Maybe if he could reach the phone with his foot?..

Leo slid his right leg off his bed, his twin having to move back to his armpit when his belly pulled out of reach, forcing a squeak from his mouth. He slid his foot around on the floor, searching for the phone, and accidentally scooted it farther away.

"DahaHANG IHIT! NohoHOho!" The teen cursed himself for his clumsiness, and was just about to try again when a voice sounded from his doorway.

"Uh.. Leo? You okay?"

Raph has been walking by, glancing into his little sibling's room to check on him, and was surprised to see Leo practically hanging off his bed, a crazy expression on his red face as he cackled. "RAHAPH! Rahahaphie SNRK- plEHEHEASE! HahaND MEHE THehe phOHONE!"

Raph entered the room, eyes following the slider's finger to see a purple phone on the ground a good distance from where Leo was.. trying to get it. He picked it up, and saw Leo's arm almost completely through one of his portals, with a hand scratching underneath it.

He held it up for the slider to see. "What's Don's phone doin' in here?" The younger fought with the hand, that Raph soon realized to be Donnie's, for a moment, before reaching for the device. "GIHIVE IT TO MEHEHE! Plehease Rahaph! SNRK-" The snapping turtle shrugged, and handed it to him, fighting the urge to wait a bit just to mess with him.

Leo quickly snatched it from his older brother, and chucked it into the portal. The hand paused for a moment, then retracted. The sword-user ripped his arm from the metal grip as soon as it was loosened, and pressed it to his side, curling up and gasping for air.

"Wait.. Raph's confused. Why was Donnie ticklin' you?" The red-themed turtle's brow furrowed, and he sat next to his brother and patted his shell, helping him calm down from his giggle-high. "Hehe- wahanted his phohone back.. heheh- that I mahay or may nohot have taken.."

Raph chuckled, shaking his head fondly at his siblings's shenanigans. He tweaked Leo's side, to which the smaller giggled and grabbed onto his hand for support, pulling his legs up to his chest for further protection. "Relax, Raph's not gonna getcha.."

The slider dropped his legs back down, only to raise them back up as a pillow was chucked at his face.

"Next time don't steal my things, and I won't have to make you suffer, 'Nardo." Donnie deadpanned at the doorway, Leo sticking out his tongue, throwing the pillow back at him, which fell short and landed on the ground. The scientist stuck his tongue out as well before walking off again, footsteps patting down the hall.

"No promises, Dee."

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Thank you for your patience everyone! I've been fighting writer's block, but I finally found the motivation to finish this. Have a great day/night! ☺️

I LOVE ALL THE LEE LEO CONTENT THAT HAS BEEN EXPLODING OVER THE PAST FEW DAYS I SWEAR- AMAZING JOB!!!!! 😻😻😻

(May or may not have a little something something up my sleeve as well)

AAAHHH REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!!

So proud of you for powering through your requests and wips of your own!!! You did SUCH A FANTASTIC JOB AT BY THE WAY!!!! oh my gosh!! Your creativity inspires me A HECK OF A LOT EMERY! 🫶🫶💙💙💙💙

I thought I'd might as well send you a request! (No pressure, and absolutely no need for a rush!)

Maybe something that is Halloween themed for rottmnt? Maybe they're decorating for Halloween and Mikey or Leo seems to have a disagreement with certain decorations that the rest of the Hamato brothers seem to have no problems with? Resulting in normal brother banter, but it soon turns into one of them declaring a "tickle fight"?

One of them could be like "how about we settle this with a tickle fight!" and since Mikey or Leo is the only one who has a disagreement with the decor, one of them just get ganged up on, and eventually it rules out to them loosing since it's literally a 1v3? 😭😭

I don't know! I just thought of it, but of course no pressure in writing it if it's too confusing! 🙏🙏

~ 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚔𝚒𝚗 ~

❤️💜🐢💙🧡 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: @saturnzskyzz ❤️💜🐢💙🧡

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙰𝚆𝙴 𝚂𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽 🥹💗💕💗💕💗!!! 𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙸𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙼𝙴 𝚂𝙾 𝚂𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺 𝚈𝙾𝚄??? 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸’𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 😵‍💫🫶🏾…! 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚍-𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘…𝚢𝚘𝚞 😭👍🏾— 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝙷𝙾𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝚁𝙾 𝙻𝙼𝙰𝙾?! 𝚂𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙳˚*• ̩̩͙•̩̩͙*✩＊·̩̩̥͙

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𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 (𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠), 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚒𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛.

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𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚕. 𝙸𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚐𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 🕺🏾✨

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚢 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚓𝚜𝚓𝚜𝚖𝚜𝚓𝚍𝚑𝚑 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!!!˚*•✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Move it to the left! No…your other left! …Donnie, I just said your other left!!!” Raph yelled. 

“I don’t have 'an other left!' Are you trying to tell me that you want me to use my right hand?!” Donnie asked, irritation abundantly clear in his tone. 

“NO! I KNOW WHAT I SAID!!! WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO IS USE YOUR OTHER LEFT!!” Raphael basically screamed.

“I. DON’T. KNOW. WHAT. THAT. MEANS!!!” Donatello screeched back. 

“Oh for crying out—“ The eldest sighed, “Give it here.” The taller turtle snatched the Coraline themed paper cut out’s from his younger brother, getting tape and sticking them to the wall. 

Raph stepped out a bit, looking at where he had placed the paper cut out’s before letting out a huff of satisfation, putting his hands on his hips, “See? Now was that so hard?” 

The purple banded turtle’s eye twitched slightly, turning to his older brother and giving him a quickly glare as he put the excess decorations away, “You used your right hand to place that decoration, dumbass.” 

The eldest blinked in confusion at his brother’s statement, doing an L-shape with both of his fingers as a small embarrassed blush appeared on his cheeks, “I see...” 

The young scientist rolled his eyes fondly, shaking his head as he threw away the remainder of the paper, “You see—”

“I aham stopping you right there. Please dohon’t Dhar Man lihife lesson me right now…”

“You see…” The softshell continued, his grin widening as he heard a loud groan come from his older brother, “You should always listen to your immediate younger brother because he is just so intelligent and just so far beyond the usual intellect of the average fifteen year old.” 

The red banded turtle nodded his head, trying his best not to laugh at his brother’s silly antic’s. 

It was currently October and there was lots of spookiness in the air. Although it was literally just the 1st day of October, there was still freshly new spookiness in the atmosphere.

More or less, anyway...

The turtle teen’s were setting their lair to be a…sort of Halloween themed aesthetic. 

Did their Dad know they were basically re-decorating the whole lair? No. But he’ll just have to deal with it. 

Last year they did The Nightmare before Christmas.

The year before that they did the Corpse Bride…

…And, well…you get the idea. The rat man should be used to this routine by now.

The two eldest turtle’s looked at each other for a minute before bursting out into small laughs, chuckling at each other’s ridiculousness, “Okahay…remind me toho never doho ahanother Dhar Mann impression.” Donnie giggled out. 

“Ahalright, Dhahar Mann fam.” The eldest snickered as the two youngest turtle’s entered the living room. 

“Ew. Why did we choose Coraline as this year’s Halloween theme again?” Leo muttered, squinting at the choice of decorations in a disgusted manner, “I mean…the blue hair and pronouns girl? Love that. But can’t we just save that one for Pride month or something?” 

Raphael put a hand over his mouth, turning around and trying not to laugh as Donnie and Mikey looked at the red eared slider in confusion. 

“That’s Coraline, you idiot.” The box turtle muttered out.

“Wait…THAT’S Coraline?! What about the lady with the spider arms and looks like Jim Carrey from The Mask?”

Raphael loudly wheezed in the background at his brother’s genuine confusion, clutching his side and holding onto the kitchen counter for dear life as he laughed.

“That’s…That’s her Mom, man.” Mikey said. 

The slider blinked in awe before letting out a long sigh, “Whatever…”

The blue banded turtle went to the wall, taking off some of the Coraline cut out’s that Mikey put up and replaced them with Charlie Brown ones. 

“Charlie Brown? Really?” Donnie deadpanned as he crossed his arms.

“Yes!” Leo said, “It’s the Great Pumpkin! He rises out of the pumpkin patch—“

“We’re familiar with the tale, Nardo.” The second oldest interrupted, “But…just why? You seriously want to put up an imaginary pumpkin over Coraline…?”

“Yes. Yes I do.” 

The scientist just rolled his eyes, going over to help Raph who was currently dying of laughter on the floor, “You do you brother of mine.”

“Oho I beg to differ.” Michelangelo seethed, going up to his immediate older brother, “I worked hard on those Coraline paper cut outs! You can’t just…replace them with some pumpkin from the 1960’s!”

Leonardo looked at his youngest brother up and down, “…You bought these from the dollar store and just dumped glitter on it.” 

“EXACTLY! DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT WAS TO EVENLY DISTRIBUTE ALL THE GLITTER ON EACH CORALINE PIECE?!”

Leo hummed in acknowledgment, trying to take off more of the decorations but was basically jumped by Mikey to the floor. The two youngest playfully fought with each other’s arms, both of them trying to get the upper hand in the play-fight. “Hehey heHEY! Gehehet ohoff of me yohou overgrown frog!” Leo giggled out. 

“Oh dohon’t even, Leheheon. When yohou wear glahasses yohou look lihike that oddly proportioned 'brohother' of ours thahat’s aha disgrace to ahall turtle-kind.” The box turtle said smugly. 

“…ARE YOU COMPARING ME TO THAT UGLY ASS FRANKLIN GUY?!”

“I AM AND WHAT ABOUT IT?!”

“Oho you’re done. Done.” Leo growled, trying to get the upper hand but was pinned down by the youngest pretty quickly on the ground. The orange banded turtle grinned in triumph, brutally attacking the other by tickling his underarms.

Leo let out a loud squawk in surprise, pushing at his brother’s wrists as he clamped his mouth shut. He shook his head back and forth, trying his absolute best not to satisfy the youngest in his attack. 

Don’t laugh. Don’t laugh. Don’t laugh. Don’t laugh. Don’t. fucking. laugh. 

“Woah. We left for, like, 5 minutes tops. What happened?” The purple banded turtle asked as him and the eldest walked into the scene up-roaring in front of them. 

“Leo said my Coraline paper cut outs were cheap and ugly!” The youngest dramatically whined, wiping away a tear before skittering his fingers along the slider’s ribs. 

Okay, well first of all: Leo never said that. Did they look cheap? Yes. Did he think that the DIY decorations looked cheap? Oho absolutely. 

But the fact of the matter was he never said it out loud! He thought it but he never said it.

“Damn…he hasn’t started laughing yet? He would usually be squirming like a drunk mermaid right about now.” Raphael mused, poking Leo in the side repeatedly as the second youngest closed his eyes shut. “We know you wanna laugh, Leo~!” The eldest sing-songed. 

The second youngest let out a soft snort, continuing to shake his head as his legs kicked behind Mikey. Donatello raised an unamused brow, sitting down and lightly grabbing the slider’s right ankle as he tickled his heel.

“PFFTAHAH— *snort* dahAHAMMIT!” Leo screeched as he finally let out a laugh whilst stomping his free foot on the floor. The three teens tormenting their brother smiled at the long overdue flood of giggles and snorts that was escaping the slider’s mouth.

“There it is~!” Raph cooed softly, tickling under Leo’s chin as the second youngest blushed slightly at the tease. “GOHO *snort* AWAHAHAY YOHOU AHASS— *snort*!!” 

“GASP! Oh no you did not. Cussing us out now? C'mon, Nardo…you know better than that~!” The second oldest mused, using his spider arms to hold the blue banded turtle’s ankles in place as he tickled all over his feet. Leonardo laugh raised an octave at the sudden action, squirming underneath the youngest more frantically. 

The blue banded teen snorted loudly, his hands flapping on the floor which absolutley melted the other’s hearts, “GUHUHUYS S-STAHAP! IHIHIT— *snort* EHEHEHAH!!! IHIT TIHI— *snort*!!” 

“Awe…it tickles? Is that what you’re trying to say~?” Mikey asked mischeivously, pinching Leo’s hips mercilessly. Raphael grinned, holding the slider’s arms up as he tickled his stomach and sides. “Does iiiiit…tickle here? Orrrr…what about here? Here? And heeeere~?” The eldest asked as he unpredictably switched from tickling the blue banded teen’s stomach to his sides, definitely making sure to leave the leader in blue in stitches.

“Y'know, Lee…you could get out of this situation more easily if you just apologized.” The young scientist commented.

“FAHAH— *snort* FOHOR WHAHA— *snort* WHAHAT?!” Leonardo asked through his laughs.

“What do you mean 'fohor whahat?' For insulting Mikey’s precious art and calling it cheap!” Donatello said as if the answer should’ve been obvious. 

“BUHUT IHI DIHIHIDN’T!!! HEEHEE’S A *snort* LIHIHIAR!!!”

All the other turtle’s gasped dramatically, ceasing their attack momentarily as the box turtle glared at his brother playfully, “Oho I’m sorry…I didn’t quite hear you. What did you just call me?”

The lime-green eyed teen’s heart dropped at the fake sweet tone his younger brother was speaking in, he hugged his middles as more frantic giggles poured from out of his mouth, “N-Noho— *snort* NOHO! Ihi— *snort* I-Ihi dihidn’t meeheean IHIT! M-MIHIKEY WAHAHAIT!”

“And now you’re laughing at me. You must think this is funny, huh?” The orange banded turtle asked as he effortlessly pushed Leo’s hands aside as Raph casually held them up again. The eldest used one hand to hold Leo’s wrists together but wiggled his free hand near the second youngest’s neck. 

The blue cladded teen’s eyed widened, silently praying to God that he wouldn’t go to the golden gates early because of what was about to happen to him. 

Donnie hovered his hands over Leo’s knees as Mikey’s hands innocently and gently traced over his immediate older brother’s sides. The lime-green eyed mutant gulped, glaring at Mikey as the youngest happily glared back. 

“Anything you wanna say to me, Leon? Anything in particular?” The box turtle asked. 

“F-Fuhuhuck. yohou.” Leo giggled through gritted teeth.

After that extremely rude remark, the brother’s wasted no time tickling the second youngest into oblivion. Donnie tickled underneath his knees, Mikey scribbled his nails against the slider’s sides as he blew raspberries on his stomach, and finally, Raph tickled his neck as he held up his arms.

A pretty smart tactic if you ask me. A mean one? Oh 100%, but at least it was effective. 

Leonardo let out a screechy vulture-like scream before falling into loud bubbly cackles. The slider shook his head back and forth once more, squirming as best he could in the position he was in. 

“Awe…” Raphael chuckled out, letting go of his brother’s wrists to let him flap his hands happily on Michelangelo’s arms. 

“STAHAHAP!! PLEHEHEASE *snort* IHIHIT’S *snort* TOOHOO— *snort* NAHAHAH!!!”

“Buhut Ihi want my apology!” Mikey giggled. 

“MIHIKAHA— *snort*!!! SHUHUT IHIHIT!!!”

“Don’t you dare disobey me, Coraline~!” Raph snickered, using both of his hands to tickle the crooks of the second youngest’s neck. Leo’s adorable laughter became wheezy as happy tears slowly started appearing in his eyes, “DAHAHAH— *snort* RAHAH— *snort* PLAHAHA *snort* EEEEEE!!!”

“IHIHI’M SAHARRY! IHI’M SAHA— *snort*! GUHUHUYS!!!” The slider snorted as he scrunched up his shoulders. 

Mikey hummed in thought, blowing a raspberry on his immediate older brother’s ribs, “Are you apologizing for insulting my crafts or are you apologizing for cussing us out?”

“BAHAH— *snort* BOHOTH! BOHOHOTH!!! PLAHA— *snort* GUHUYS!!”

“Okahay okay…” Michelangelo giggled, gesturing for his older brother’s to stop. The red eared slider mutant layed limp on the floor, curling in on himself as his brother’s sat next to him. The art loving turtle wrapped his brother in a tight hug which the second youngest couldn’t help but melt in through his tired giggles.

“Are you guys alright?! I heard screaming.” April quickly said as she walked into the lair, carrying a grocery bag full of candies and treats. The mutants almost immediately perked up at the sound of their sister’s arrival, going over and attacking her in huge bear hug.

The small human giggled at the gesture, hugging her brother’s back. “I’ll take that as a 'we’re fine and not dying a gruesome death.'” She concluded as she got out of the hug to put the candy bag down on the kitchen counter. “I mean…why was there screaming, though? I honestly thought you all were getting brutally murdered…”

Donnie raised a brow, looking over at his twin, “Wanna give April the inside scoop of what went down, Nardo?”

“I’m good.” The red eared slider said as he stuck a tongue out at his older twin, which the purple banded turtle had no problem copying back.

“Leo said my decorations were cheap and ugly.” The youngest said with dramatic flair, pointing at his Coraline cut-out’s. April’s eyed widened in shock, biting down her lip as he nodded, looking away from her youngest brother’s creation. “It looks great, Mike.” She giggled out, going to the kitchen counter to take out the candy as she was happily followed by Raphael.

“Woah woah!!! Get back here! I heard that laugh, Riri!” The orange banded turtle screeched, following along the elder siblings to the kitchen as he was followed by the middle siblings.

In all honesty…perhaps the Coraline themed Halloween decor wasn’t the worst idea’s Leo’s brother’s have had. 

Leonardo could always make a Great Pumpkin Halloween theme next year.

But that did not stop the leader in blue from sticking the pumpkin sticker he had on his pouch on the youngest’s shell without anyone noticing.

Well, besides Donnie— who chuckled lighlty at the gesture as the two twins made their way to the kitchen.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

AMAZING JOB AS ALWAYS FRIEND!!! YOU SET THE SCENE SO NICELY, AND WROTE IT ALL SO CUTE!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

REQUEEEEEEEESTS LETS GOOOOOOOOO-wow I am nervous lols

Can I request mutant mayhem with Lee!Leo and Ler!April, please? (If ur wondering I am in fact that one anon that sent that long add-on idea I had spinning in my head after reading your MM Lee!Leo, Ler!Raph fic, hello! Glad you liked my ramblings ^^) no pressure if you don't feel like it tho!!

~ 𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚕! ~

💛💙 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 💛💙

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙷𝙷 𝙽𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴’𝚂 𝙽𝙾 𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙽𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙾𝚄𝚂, 𝙱𝚁𝙾 🥹🫶🏾💖!!! 𝚆𝚎’𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 🕺🏾✨💕! 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚔, 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎’𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸’𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 💝! 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚖 🫨💘! 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎— 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎’𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚜 🤩💓˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟹,𝟷𝟹𝟾

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 👩🏾‍🦱💛

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 (𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢). 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚘𝚙’𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙱𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌— 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

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𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 (𝚎𝚠.) 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 😌🫶🏾!

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!!!˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

School is what you make of it.

It could be absolute hell wrapped in a box to make it seem entertaining, or it could be a box full of oppurtunities and dreams awaiting you…but end up being hell either way. Do with that information as you will. 

And for April right now? School was definetly becoming a living hell…more than it already was anyway. 

It was near the end of school. Like— the very last week of school. The students have cleaned their lockers, they were done with finals and basically everything was completed in order to leave. 

So it still raises the question as to why April was still obligated to be here. She had one more week left of this torture called school, but it was starting to feel like an eternity!

And her last period class wasn’t making it any better either. 

It was Math.

Fucking. Math. 

And if you knew anything about Math periods…they took a century to finish. Plus, it was always so boring because their teacher would never. stop. yapping. 

“I want to go home.” April grumbled quietly, resting her cheek on her palm at her desk as their teacher— Ms. Miller— explained bullshit she didn’t know nor care about. Leo snorted in amusement at the comment, turning his head slightly at his friend who was beside him.

“Oh? Are you not enjoying Ms. Miller’s wonderful insight?” The teen in blue asked teasingly. Although, it was abundantly clear he too was not enjoying their teacher’s well known yap-sesh. 

The older teen just sighed in response, slouching in her chair as she crossed her arms across her chest, “This class is going to be on my suicide note.” She muttered under her breath. Leonardo put his hand over his mouth at her grumbled comment, looking down on his desk as he was trying not to laugh. 

Ms. Miller, who was at the front of the room smacked the whiteboard sternly with her ruler, causing the whole class to stiffen in surprise and look at her. 

“She goin' get me…” Mikey mumbled under his breath, causing the entire class to try and hold in their giggles the best they could. 

The teacher sighed tiredly, rubbing her eyes before looking at the class, “Since it’s the end of the school year and I literally cannot wait to not see any of you for a good two to three months, let’s just do a Math activity for the remainder of class.”

“Awe!!! Your letting us play a game because you love us???” Mikey asked.

“No. I’m not giving you all a 'game' because I don’t feel like grading anything.” She responded. 

“Fair enough.” The turtle in orange mused as the teacher passed around sheet’s of paper with equations on it. “You can partner up with someone to complete all thirty questions. The first pair to answer all thirty questions and get them all right gets Dum-Dum lolipops.” She finished explaining as the kids gave knowing looks to each other, telepathically communicating with one another who would partner up with who. 

“…I feel like you’re trying to imply something with those lollipops, Ms. Miller…” Raph said as he raised a brow. The teacher let out a small laugh in response, sitting down at her desk as she went on her phone.

Okay…so perhaps this day wouldn’t turn out as bad as April initially thought. 

The girl in glasses gave her blue cladded mutant friend a knowing look, which he gladly reciprocated as she scooted closer to him and started to work on the problems together. 

“We are going to absolutely dominate every single fucking person in this classroom and win that candy.” The older teen said as she cracked her knuckles, taking out her pencil case and taking out a pencil. 

Which was the Ticonderoga No. 2 pencil of course. 

“…Are you sure?” The hazel eyed mutant asked as he looked over the problems, “I’m not that good in Geometry…”

“Pff— am I sure? Sure I’m sure! Your girl right here got an A in Geometry.” April smiled as she slung an arm over the other’s shoulders, “Don’t worry your pretty little head, Leo Lazilee. I’m going to absolutely carry our team to sugary sweet VICTORY!” 

The younger slightly blushed at the nickname, rolling his eyes fondly, “I told you to stop calling me that…” He mumbled out but the other could tell he did not mean it one bit. 

The girl in glasses grabbed her pencil, ready to start solving the problems before really and truly looking as to what was in front of her. 

“The fuck is this shit?” The girl questioned, looking at the paper as if it grew ten heads out of nowhere. Leo mentally facepalmed, looking at the sheet alongside his best friend as they both looked at it in confusion. 

“…Why does the Math problem have shapes…?” The leader in blue mumbled to his friend beside him. 

“…Okahay, we’re both officially stupid.” The girl in glasses chuckled out, putting the pencil on the table as she leaned back on the chair.

The hazel eyed teen rolled his eyes at the automatic acceptance of defeat from his teammate, “Your no help.” He huffed out, turning around in his seat to face the person behind him.

Which, if you’re wondering, was none other than his big beautiful brained little brother Donnie. 

Oh, and Raph was here too, I guess. 

“Psst, Don! PSST!!!” The leader in blue whispered to his brother although he was literally a centimeter away from him. The purple cladded turtle in question looked up from the worksheet to meet his older brother’s gaze, “Nardo, why are you whispering so loudly?” He questioned. 

“I need your answers for the worksheet thingie!” Leo said.

“Are you crazy?” The hoodie wearing turtle asked as he huffed out a laugh, “Me? Dona Tello? Give you my answers? HA! Sorry, dear brother of mine…you expect waaaay too much.” 

Raph was sitting next to Donnie as the two teammates went shoulder to shoulder and barricaded the worksheet with their arms so Leo couldn’t see the paper. At all. The eldest huffed, turning back around and slumping in his chair with his arms crossed. 

Well, since his brain and brawn brother’s did not want to help him and April through these dire times, perhaps his youngest brother would be of aid. 

Leonardo got up, walking a couple seats down to where Mikey and Mondo were. The two friends were just telling jokes to each other and doodling all over the back of the paper. The hazel eyed teen did nothave the patience and/or stamina to even ask the two if they knew it was a worksheet in the first place and not some coloring page.  

Besides, from what Leo heard, the two seemed to be having a meaningful convo about the Trump vs. Biden presidential debate, MLP, Helluva Boss, amusement parks and…grass. 

How do those topics all correlate in a conversation? Leonardo has absolutely no clue! 

But the two were making it work, so he wouldn’t question it. 

The eldest turtle went back to his seat, letting out a defeated sigh as April patted him on the shell comfortingly. “Seems like we’re going to have to do this the old fashioned way...” The leader in blue muttered out as he sat up straight,  looking over the problems again.

After a couple minutes of Leonardo just aimlessly staring at the paper, April got impaitent and just grabbed the worksheet, looking at the problems for a split second before jotting down random answers. 

“Uh…Prill? You know I never question your unorthodox way of doing things…but I am 100% questioning it right now.” The younger teen said as he peeked over to look at the questions— which April was halfway done with.

“Trust the process, Nerdo. I’ll have us swimming in candy in no time!” The girl grinned, going into her pencil case to sharpen her pencil. The blue cladded turtle took one more good look at the paper and examined it thouroughly. 

Look, Leo’s only been in school for about a year now, but he’s 99.9% positive Geometry answers should not be just question marks. 

As the chocolate brown eyed teen was ready to write down another answer to the worksheet, the other snatched the pencil away from her quickly, glaring at her playfully as she glared playfully back. 

“Oho, Leo~!” The girl sang in a sing-song voice, “I would be ever-so grateful if you could give me back my pencil. My Ticonderoga No. 2 pencil to be exact.” She exclaimed with emphasis and whimsy. 

“Soho yohou can wrihite quehestion marks ahall over the paper? Yeheah…noho...” The mutant remarked. 

“Juhust gihive me my pehencil!”

“Noho!” 

April almost automatically poked Leo in the side due to his statement, causing the turtle to shriek in surprise as he flinched slightly from the touch. The random noise that escaped his mouth got a couple of concerned looks from his other classmates but they soon deflected and went back to doing their own thing. 

The slightly taller teen clutched the pencil to his chest like it was the last piece of pizza on Earth and he was fighting for it with every single fiber in his body. He scooted his chair slightly away from his friend but she easily and gladly followed, raising a brow in amusement and delight. 

“Why are you so nervous all of a sudden~?” She asked innocently as the other avoided her gaze, looking to the side of him as he was trying not to literally grab his backpack and sprint all the way back to the lair in complete terror. 

“Nardo~! My pencil, please!” The other smiled sweetly as she extended her hand, awaiting her fellow teammate to give back what was rightfully her’s. “Ahand ihif Ihi dohohon’t…?” Leo meekly asked, letting out a soft and tiny squeal as the older pinched his side again. 

“You know what’s going to happen, you goof. I have no problem doing this in front of everyone.” April said as she now squeezed Leo’s sides with her fingers. The slightly taller teen snorted, slightly sliding down in the chair as he tried to avoid his best friend’s attacks. 

“S-Stahahap!!” The blue cladded turtle giggled, batting at April’s arms with his arms weakly. The girl chuckled at the adorable sight, booping Leo’s nose before squeezing his sides once more. “You don’t really want me to stop though, do you?” She mused as the younger stomped his legs on the floor, trying his absolute best to keep his reaction to a minimum.

“Your brother and April need to get a room, brah…” Mondo chuckled in amusement as him and Mikey watched the scene unfold. The youngest turtle sighed knowingly, leaning back on his chair, “Tell me about it…”

The leader in blue weakly thrashed in his seat, hugging his middles whilst still having the pencil in his right hand. “Aha— *snort* AhaHAPRIHIL!” He giggly said.

The girl just smirked in response, sneaking her hands to the other’s underarms and resulting him to let out loud giddy cackles and snorts. “Oho~? Snorting already?” She asked.

The mutant shook his head back and forth, covering his mouth with his hands to try and muffle his laugh. The glasses wielding teen scoffed lightly at the action, digging harder into the other’s underarms. “Ohhhh no you don’t, Leo Lazilee. I am not allowing you to hide your precious giggles from me! Drop your hands~!” 

“FAHAH— *snort* *snort* MAHAKE MEEHEE!!” 

“Have it your way.” The elder teen said casually, effortlessly holding the leader in blue’s arms up as her fingers scribbled all over his stomach and sides. 

Leonardo threw his head back, stomping his feet on the ground as he tried to squirm away from April. “Tickle tickle tickle~!” 

“PFFT— *snort* NAHAHA!! D-DOHON’T EHEHEVEN *snort* *snort* DOHON’T *snort* SAHAHAY THAHAT!!!” 

“Hm? Don’t say what, Lee-o~? Tickle~?” April teased as the mutant’s laughter raised an octave. “NAHA— *snort* NOHOHO STAHAP IHIT!” 

“How about…no? Tickletickletickletickletickletickle~!” The girl continued to tease as she watched her best friend turn into a giggly puddle of snorts and squeals. “Is someone too tickle tickle ticklish~? Does this…tickletickletickletickletickle~?” 

The hazel eyed teen snorted loudly, “PRIHIHILLIE!!! PLEHEHEASE STAHA— *snort* NONONOHOHO— *snort* *snort* NAHAHAH!!!” 

“No what~? Are you too ticklish for this~?”

“SHUHUT *snort* UHUHAHAP!!” 

The chocolate brown eyed girl stopped her attack altogether at the sudden and very rude comment, glaring teasingly at her friend as if to say: 'Your about to get it.'

Raphael shook his head in mock dissapointment, eating a bag of Doritos as he was watching the one sided tickle fight right in front of him “Saying 'shut up' to April is absolutley wild. And doing that literaly four months after Women’s History month?! For shame, brother. For. shame.” The tallest turtle said dramatically. 

“Anyways, try aiming for his lower stomach. It drives him batshit crazy.” The second oldest turtle casually said, grinning as he saw the eldest giving him the nastiest stink eye. 

The girl smiled in awaiting triumph, “Okay then. Thanks— wait a sec. Raph, where the hell did you get Doritos from?!”

“My…backpack?” The red cladded turtle said as if his answer should’ve been obvious. 

“Dude, this is literally our last period.” Donnie laughed, still solving the last couple of problems on the worksheet.

“So? Last time I checked, this was a free country. I’ll eat Doritos any time and at any class period. Period.” Raphael announced as he ate more of the Dorito chips from the bag. The girl in glasses just rolled her eyes fondly, keeping her friend’s wrists in a hold as the other hand wiggled slowly to his lower stomach.

“N-NAHAH— *snort* *snort* NOHOHOH!!!”

“Gihive me my pehehencil yohou buffoon!” 

“IHIHI’LL *snort* STAHAB *snort* YOHOHOU *snort *snort* WIHITH IHIHIHIT!!!”

“You wanna see how that’ll end~?” 

“N-NOHO! NONOHOHO WAHA— *snort* WAHAIT IM SORRY!!” Leo cried out, being too tired to writhe or pry so he was just stuck laughing his shell off. The slightly older teenager payed him no mind, raising his arms a bit higher as she scribbled her nails all over his plastron and lower plastron. 

But ladies and gentlemen? Nothing…absolutely nothing could have prepared anyone in that classroom for what unfolded. 

The leader in blue let out a loud, genuine scream before descending into screechy cackles. April soon bursted into loud laughter along with Leo, wondering just how insanely ticklish a ninja turtle could possibly be. 

“EEEEEHEHEHAHAH!!! PLEHA— *snort* *snort* *snort* STAHAHAP!!! IHI CAHAN’T TAHAKE IHI— *snort*!!” Leonardo squealed as his laughter went up an octave or two. April was honestly genuinely surprised no teacher from the classrooms came to check up on them to make sure no one was fatally dying. 

The teachers aren’t really payed enough to care that much but still!

“TAHAKE IHIT! TAHAHAHAKE *snort* *snort* *snort* IHIHIT! PRIHIHILLIE PLEHAHA— *snort* *snort* PLEHEASE!” As the blue cladded mutant’s laugh and gasps became more frantic, the slightly smaller teen stopped tickling him, grabbing the pencil from his hands as she pat his shoulder comfortingly.

“I just wanted my pencil back. You took my property and I used self defense.” April said teasingly, reaching for the paper and erasing her previous answers to start again. “Ihi’m *snort* gohoing to fihile aha *snort* *snort* complaint…”

“Oho yeah? To who?” 

“To Daharth Vahader soho he cahan use thehe force on your ahashy ahass…” Leo grumbled through his giggles, sitting up in his chair as his best friend continued to finish the last of the problems. 

As the chocolate eyed teen finished up with the remainder of the problems, her and Leo got up to give the worksheet to the teacher. “Here you go, Ms. Miller! All thirty problems 101% completed.” The girl grinned. 

Their teacher raised a brow, pulling up the answer key on her computer as she looked over the two’s work.

“That’s incorrect.” Ms. Miller said.

“Ms. Miller…exactly what’s incorrect?” Leonardo asked. 

“…All of it.” The teacher explained. But before she could give the two partners some insight on whatthey did wrong and how they could improve, the two were pushed aside by Donnie and Raph. 

“Eat shit, suckers.” Raphael snickered as he handed their teacher the paper (he had sanitized his hands prior due to him eating Doritos earlier. He wasn’t an animal). 

“I don’t get paid enough for this…” Ms. Miller sighed, looking over the brain and brawn’s worksheet as she compared it with the answer key, “Good job you two. Everything is correct.” She said, pulling out one of the drawers on her desk to take out a big jar just full of Dum-Dum lollipops. 

She handed the huge jar to Raph who gladly accepted it, sticking his tongue out at Leo and April teasingly before directing his attention back to their teacher. “Thanks, teach.” He smiled, going back to his desk. 

Donnie on the other hand, started crying from pure joy, dramatically wiping a tear, “Ms. Miller…? Can you get my fellow classmate’s attention? I need to say something important.” He mumbled out meekly. “Here we go…” The leader in blue grumbled as him and April went back to their seats in defeat.

"If you don't like your destiny, don't accept it. Instead, have the courage to change it the way you want it to be." The purple cladded turtle said whenthe class settled down.

“THAT’S A QUOTE FROM NARUTO, YOU COPYCAT!!!” A kid in the class shouted. 

“SHUT UP, BRANDON!!! NOBODY ASKED YOU!!!” Donnie basically screeched at his classmate, his voice rising and being similar to the noise of nails on a chalk board. The whole class cringed at the voice crack but no one dared mention it. 

“A-And I just wanted to thank my manager! A-And my parents and colleagues…” The purple cladded mutant listed. 

“…Donnie has a manager…?” Mondo whispered to Mikey who merely just shrugged, “I’m just as confused as you are, broski…”

“And like big-mouthed Brandon over there mentioned, Naruto says you need to change things the way you want it to be.” The hoodie wearing turtle said wisely.

“So you guys should change the wires in your brains because there was an answer key to the worksheet at the back. But none of you imbeciles noticed.” He grinned, his smile widening as his classmates jaw’s dropped.

“Anyways, thank you all and to all a good night.” The purple cladded teen announced as he bowed dramatically, going back to his seat as him and Raph fist bumped, immediately digging into the lollipop jar.  

“I hope they get diabetes.” Leonardo grumbled as the bell rang. The quintet (group of five people in case you’re wondering :3) packing their bookbags and leaving the classroom along with their classmates.

This day definitely didn’t turn out as bad as April initially thought. 

She still would’ve appreciated winning, though.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

THIS SUPER FREAKING CUTE!! WHAT THE FREAK?!?!

2012 meets 2018

Summary: Mikey through a portal mishap is stuck in the 2012 series. Not a big deal, but he’s noticed that they’re all so serious. Not nearly as huggy and close as him and his brothers. Welp, time to fix that!

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Things were so different here. Which makes sense. Like duh, it was his brothers from another universe. But it was weird. It was weird to see a Leo who spent all his time hidden away in the dojo meditating. Raph who spent all his free time reading comics and judging his brothers. Donnie… well actually Donnie was largely the same as his Donnie, spending a lot of time being the mad scientist he is. This version of himself was always doing his own thing. 

The only times they were together were when they were patrolling or when they were watching tv in the night. But otherwise, everyone was busy doing their own thing. Being serious and nothing like his own touchy feely family.

And of course, he was going to fix this!

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