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Michelangelo stormed into his room. He was sick of the way his brothers treated him. Michelangelo sat on his floor and pressed his knees to his plastron. He remained in that position all night. No lights, no sound, except for the occasional sob that escaped Michelangelo’s throat. He heard each of his brother’s try to force him out by slamming against his door and yelling for him to come out; Raphael even threatened to go in and take him out by brute force. He had had it with their attitudes and sarcastic comments. He had never truly had their respect. That was all he craved, all he ever wanted. Instead, he was treated as a child.

Being a father was a full time job. It wasn’t easy trying to keep two eyes on four moving bodies all at the same time. Splinter remembered fondly when he would set his turtle sons down and they would stay put. But as they grew older, they learned about the freedom that comes with learning to walk. And for that, Splinter couldn’t complain. Trying to carry all four of them at one time was just impossible as keeping his eyes on all of them. However, Splinter did miss the days where he and the turtles would relax and all stay within his range of vision. The sounds of crying and broken glassware startled Splinter out of his meditative

Chapter Title: Life is Good Story takes place in 2012 world when the turtles are about 16 y/o. Donnie POV I wake up every morning with a smile on my face. I guess you could say I’m happy to be alive. I’m happy to have such a loving family. I’m happy that I’m not just a boring pet turtle. Yeah, I’m happy about all these things. But most importantly, I’m happy that I have such awesome brothers. Life is good. No day is ever the same with them in my life. Some days are more predictable than others, but we will never fall into a routine. Living is so much fun with them in my life. Mikey is always up to somet

Chapter Title: Life is Good Story takes place in 2012 world when the turtles are about 16 y/o. Donnie POV I wake up every morning with a smile on my face. I guess you could say I’m happy to be alive. I’m happy to have such a loving family. I’m happy that I’m not just a boring pet turtle. Yeah, I’m happy about all these things. But most importantly, I’m happy that I have such awesome brothers. Life is good. No day is ever the same with them in my life. Some days are more predictable than others, but we will never fall into a routine. Living is so much fun with them in my life. Mikey is always up to somet

Leo rarely ever let the forces of nature impede on the nightly patrol. A little cold weather never stopped the Kraang, so why should it stop them, right? So naturally, when Leo lifted the manhole cover and felt cold droplets of water landing on his skin, he continued on without any hesitation. “Leeeeeeeeo,” a long whine came out from the manhole, “it’s pouring. My mask is gonna get wet. This is my last clean one.” Mikey protested. He didn’t see why they had to patrol when the weather wasn’t a fair condition. Leo understood, however, that unfair conditions for Mikey covered every range of Mother Natu

The 7D mined away whistling their usual mining tune. As each gem broke free of it's rocky encasement, the miners threw them into the large cart where it would later get hauled away at the end of their work day. For hours they picked away at precious gems until the themselves climbed into the cart. Happy let out a large whistle, “Quitting time!” He shouted happily as he himself climbed the cart. When 6 Ds were loaded into the cart, Sneezy stood behind the cart, “Alright Sneezeman, do your thing.” Grumpy called, throwing a goose feather off the back of the cart, landing directly on Sneezy's red nose. A sneeze started