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It was enchanting.
Poetic almost, the way it moved about.
Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth.
A pair of yellow eyes stared longingly from the doorway. Their owner waited, contemplating a plan of attack. His target was kneeling in the middle of the floor, eye closed, completely oblivious to his presence. This would be an easy victory. He almost smiled.
Teasing.
Tempting.
Irresistible.
He couldn't wait anymore. Tentatively, he took a few steps forward before breaking into a run. When just a few inches of space separated him, he lunged straight for it, hissing softly. In an instant it was trapped beneath his feet.
Success.
XXX
"Michelangelo!"
Splinter's voice echoed throughout the lair as he stepped from his private chambers. Quickly, the rat master stepped over to the couch where his youngest son sat before the television monolith, engrossed by yet another action movie. The orange-banded terrapin wilted slightly under his father's menacing stare.
"Uh…yes, sensei?" Mikey asked as innocently as possible as he wracked his brain trying to remember if he had done anything of late that would warrant a lecture.
Master Splinter lifted his left arm to reveal Klunk, held up by the scruff of his neck. The orange feline hissed violently, claws scrabbling wildly as it tried to reinforce its hold on the pale, pink tail he gripped in his mouth.
"Please, entertain your pet!" he requested with exasperation. "It is quite difficult to focus one's mind in meditation when one is constantly under assault!"
Poetic almost, the way it moved about.
Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth.
A pair of yellow eyes stared longingly from the doorway. Their owner waited, contemplating a plan of attack. His target was kneeling in the middle of the floor, eye closed, completely oblivious to his presence. This would be an easy victory. He almost smiled.
Teasing.
Tempting.
Irresistible.
He couldn't wait anymore. Tentatively, he took a few steps forward before breaking into a run. When just a few inches of space separated him, he lunged straight for it, hissing softly. In an instant it was trapped beneath his feet.
Success.
XXX
"Michelangelo!"
Splinter's voice echoed throughout the lair as he stepped from his private chambers. Quickly, the rat master stepped over to the couch where his youngest son sat before the television monolith, engrossed by yet another action movie. The orange-banded terrapin wilted slightly under his father's menacing stare.
"Uh…yes, sensei?" Mikey asked as innocently as possible as he wracked his brain trying to remember if he had done anything of late that would warrant a lecture.
Master Splinter lifted his left arm to reveal Klunk, held up by the scruff of his neck. The orange feline hissed violently, claws scrabbling wildly as it tried to reinforce its hold on the pale, pink tail he gripped in his mouth.
"Please, entertain your pet!" he requested with exasperation. "It is quite difficult to focus one's mind in meditation when one is constantly under assault!"
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TMNT: One Small Turtle: Lost Tail
part of my AU
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Mikey was spinning around with head turned around his right shoulder. Donnie cocked an eyebrow and looked at this three-old-brother.
“Mikey what are you doing?” He asked.
“Looking for my tail, I lossed it,” he said so innocently.
“Mikey you did not lose your tail, it’s attached to you,” Donnie said finally putting a stop to the spinning.
“But I can’t see it!”
“Just because you can’t see doesn't mean it not there,” Donnie said.
“But I wanna see what it looks like!”
Donnie sighed and rubbed his head, “okay let me sho
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Hope
"First thing tomorrow, we're gonna start training again, you and me, I'll have you on your feet in no time bro,"
Leo smiled gratefully at Raphael's promise to help him start training first thing. It hadn't been long since he'd woken up from what apparently was a three month coma and Leo couldn't wait to start moving around again. When he'd woken up all his muscles felt tight and tired, he could tell he'd been in a constant position for a long period of time, though he didn't put much thought into it until his brothers had helped him downstairs and told him the actual time span.
"You should probably get a good night's sleep then if you're go
Literature
Out of place (CHAPTER 1)
CHAPTER 1
He coughed and gagged, as he felt the air rush out of his lungs. He struggled to stay upright, staggering around as he tried to look around; instead he fell to his knees as a wave of nausea inducing dizziness washed over him. His body wouldn’t stop shaking. All around him it felt like the world was spinning; forcing him to do the only thing he could, which was to grip the ground under his fingers and wait for the spinning to stop. He could hear sounds all around him; cars honking, people talking, planes flying over head. Lights blasted at him, bathing him in their illumination, blinding him, pressing down on him.
But no one
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Inspired by the shenanigans of my own evil kitteh.
Inspired by the shenanigans of my own evil kitteh.
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XD Oh gods, I thought this gonna Raph perving on someone! Pleasant surprise, pleasant surprise! 😂