Conversations in the Gravity Room by RightorLeft, literature
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Conversations in the Gravity Room
Seventeen, Part 1
Vegeta flung his seventeen-year-old son into the chamber ahead of him, slamming the door and engaging a full lock down before turning to the boy, disgust written on his features.
"You are far too old to be acting like this, Trunks," he reprimanded, arms folded imperiously over his chest. The boy was already back on his feet, glaring at his father with undisguised fury.
"I could say the same to you," he growled, and Vegeta strode up to him and backhanded him across the face.
"Do not talk back to me, boy," he snarled, and Trunks swung at him. What ensued was not a fight, nor could it be considered sparring. It was not even
Cops and Ninjas Chapter 5 by RightorLeft, literature
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Cops and Ninjas Chapter 5
It was time to talk to Splinter.
Michelangelo had been un-humanized by breaking into a secret government lab and(that was where North had stopped them. He didn't want to know). Then, less than a day after things had been put to rights, the boys had taken it upon themselves to perform a raid on a known Purple Dragon stronghold. This had gone about as well as expected, meaning that while the criminals had been thwarted in their attempt to hide amazing amounts of stolen goods, Michelangelo had gotten injured pretty badly, prompting another, much more hysterical late-night/early morning phone call to North, and instigating a sleepless nigh
Cops and Ninjas Chapter 4 by RightorLeft, literature
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Cops and Ninjas Chapter 4
The phone rang. North jolted awake. The phone ringing at this hour could only mean one thing.
"North here," he said, trying to sound awake and authoritative.
"Heeeey, Northie, can I ask you a favor?"
Or two things. It could mean two things. North blinked, trying to get his brain to start.
"Mike?" he asked stupidly.
"The one and only," came the reply. Annoyance was the fuel that finally started up his thought process.
"Michelangelo, are you aware that it is currently two o'clock in the morning?" he demanded, sleep making his voice deeper and more threatening than it would have been normally. Mike 'eeped' on the other end of the line.
"E
Cops and Ninjas Chapter 3 by RightorLeft, literature
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Cops and Ninjas Chapter 3
North knew something was up when he saw four of them.
They were letting him see them, and he found that interesting. He took a step backward out of the pool of light and into the shadows, where they would be on more equal ground. He raised his hand in greeting, and lowered it slowly when he saw the look on Mike's face.
"Hey, North," Mike said, sounding dejected. A slightly bigger turtle with a blue mask was standing behind him, doing a very good impression of a father forcing his son to apologize for something. North resisted the urge to laugh. That had to be Leo.
"Hey, Mike. So, I take it these are your brothers?"
"Yeah. This is Leo, Rap
Conversations in the Gravity Room by RightorLeft, literature
Literature
Conversations in the Gravity Room
Seventeen, Part 1
Vegeta flung his seventeen-year-old son into the chamber ahead of him, slamming the door and engaging a full lock down before turning to the boy, disgust written on his features.
"You are far too old to be acting like this, Trunks," he reprimanded, arms folded imperiously over his chest. The boy was already back on his feet, glaring at his father with undisguised fury.
"I could say the same to you," he growled, and Vegeta strode up to him and backhanded him across the face.
"Do not talk back to me, boy," he snarled, and Trunks swung at him. What ensued was not a fight, nor could it be considered sparring. It was not even
Cops and Ninjas Chapter 1 by RightorLeft, literature
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Cops and Ninjas Chapter 1
Mike meets a cop and discovers that they have more allies than they thought.
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Oh, shell.
He couldn't get away. The cop was practically on top of him, and he wasn't hidden very well and he was going to be discovered and they were all going to end up in Bishop's lab as turtle sushi. Breathe. Breathe. Not too loud, he'll hear youoh, shell!
"Hey, are you all right?"
This is it. He'd never wanted to hurt a cop, but what choice did he have? He tightened his grip on his weapon and thought furiously. If I take this one out, the others will be all over me as soon as they notice. So I've got to do this quietly.
"Oh, it's you. Hey, I've
Mike found Donnie in the kitchen, staring at a small white box.
"Call the others," Don said without looking up. Something in his voice made Mike obey instantly. Once they were all gathered, Donatello opened the box. Inside was a single red-eared slider, trying to climb out.
"What's this?" Raph snorted.
"This," Don said softly, "Is our mother."
The only noise for several minutes was the hum of the fridge and the sound of claws on cardboard.
"Are you sure?" Leonardo finally whispered.
"I'm sure," Donatello whispered back.
They watched the little creature in the box for a long time.
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Splinter's first reaction to the little female wa
...if any of you would be interested in seeing deviations of the cross stitch pieces I've been working on, as well as my denim quilt that is nearing completion. Nothing fancy, I just wanted to show I have been creative, just not in the realm of art.
...I read a really good fanfic and I get totally inspired and I want to write something really cool, something I'd love to read, so I open up Word and put my fingers on the keys...
And then I can't think of anything.