You woke up at the same hour as usual - 6:30 am, thanks to your alarm. You decided it would be fun to skate around the park. Once you had told your parents about breaking your skateboard, they (reluctantly) bought you a new one, making it perfectly crystal that it was coming out of YOUR allowance. 

You smiled at the thought, getting dressed and grabbing your new skateboard. You put on your helmet, which had a f/a (favourite animal) pattern. People might stare, but you didn't care!

Besides, nobody would be in the park at 6:30 in the morning, at least not on a Saturday.

You skated out the house and down the driveway. What a rush!

Your h/l/h/c/h (hair length hair colour hair, example "long, black hair") whipped in your face, but you didn't care. You loved this feeling.

You almost collided with a tree when you saw your saviour up ahead, who was also riding his skateboard.

You laughed and skated up to greet him. "Mikey!"

"Y/N! Dudette, how's stuff going?"

You laughed as you both stopped under a tree. "Not bad."

You two proceeded to talk and skate all around the park, laughing and smiling at each other. It was only a matter of time before the topic turned to your jerk ex boyfriend.

"Jay hasn't been lingering around me like he used to after you, by the way," you told your saviour in orange.

He smiled a coy smile. "Good. I swear, if that dude messes up again, I'll sick Raph on him."

You laughed, then stopped. You tilted your head slightly to the side, in the fashion you always did when you were confused. "Who's Raph?"

"Uhh..."

You narrowed your brow. "Mikey... who's Raph?"

"Uh... my.... brother... no, my cousin! Er, cake! I mean - what I meant was I could really go for cake right now, huh?"

"Mikey, don't change the subject with me. Who is he?"

The orange-clad turtle sighed, defeated. "My... brother."

"Your BROTHER?" You almost screamed. "Wait... that means.... THERE ARE MORE OF YOU?"

"Shoot! Gotta go! It's almost nine!" Mikey yelped as he glanced at your watch. Your heart froze. Your mum had forbid you to go skating before 9:00 am after what happened to another one of your skateboards....

"Holy shell! Gotta jet, dudette!" Mikey gasped. He grinned at you one last time, then took off down the highway, eventually receding into the shadows.

You ran home full-pelt, and you were covered in stitches by the time you made it. If your parents had found out you had gone before the curfew, they woulda pounded you!

Meanwhile, Mikey banged down to the sewers.

"Shell, shell, shell, shell... what are my brothers gonna think when they find out I told Y/N about them?"

BAM.

He smacked into a certain red-robed rat.

"Who is Y/N?" Master Splinter glowered down at his son. He knew soothing was extremely wrong here.

"Uh..." Mikey laughed nervously.

Suddenly, Leo scrambled down the pothole. He saw Master Splinter and Mikey. "Hey father, I was just... running some... errands?"

The rat sighed. "Leonardo, you know I never taught you to lie, which is why you are so awful at it."

As if on cue, Raph and Donnie made their dramatic entrances into the Lair, and began talking panically.

"Yamé!" Splinter called, and his sons stopped.

"Leonardo," he said. The leader in blue looked up. "Yes, father?"

"My study. We need to talk, my son."

He turned to the rest of the turtles, all worried-faced.

"That goes for the rest of you, too, my sons."

With that, the two disappeared into the study.