MizMoMo

  Raphael looked up when he heard the familiar rumble, similar to boulders grating against each other as they rolled down a hill. Even muffled by layers of concrete sidewalk, the sound of the thunder in the sky managed to reach the turtles’ lair in the sewers.   Michelangelo’s hands snaked over the back of the couch and seized Raph’s shoulders, making him stiffen. “It was a dark and stormy night...” Mikey droned ominously, shaking Raph slightly as another boom sounded. “...and Raphael, hotheaded ninja warrior—” “—was about to become even darker and stormier than what was goin’

In three days’ passing, the soldier’s suspicion of Faust grew, as well as her apprehension and avoidance of the genie. “What do you think about him?” Ty asked Razoul as they watched him laugh and stroll with the princess. “He’s odd. The little pissant is strange. I think he’s taking this decorating business a little too far; all he talks about is the princess. He seems obsessive of her. I have ordered my men to watch him at all times.” “Good.” “I don’t know what, but he’s up to something. For someone who’s about to be wed, he’s a bit too chummy with h

The cold wind matched the princess's bitter demeanor. She had not spoken a word to the ronin for the past six weeks since learning of Aladdin's predicament. She sulked in her room, pretending not to hear the gongs of deployment being rung. She didn't even want to say good-bye to Aladdin. As she laid back on her chaise, something icy touched her neck. Reaching behind her, Jasmine found the medal she had won in Rome with Tigerlily's help. The princess sighed and grumbled as she ran her fingers over the engraving. Tigerlily believed in her even when she didn't believe in herself. And that rigorous physical training she put her through, did c