Honestly... Am I even alive? What is going on?!

Confused and unsure, you looked at the turtle and touched his face, making sure it wasn't all just your mind playing tricks on you.

The conclusion that it wasn't came to you when he instantly smacked your hand away. It seemed to you like he was too used to doing that because it didn't phase him all that much.

Ready to be done with this you tried to pull out of his grasp "Okay, this was fun and all but I have to get to the hospital." You groaned, guarding your hurt arm, however he didn't let you go, oh no! Not this guy! In fact he picked you up in both his arms and ran after the other like him.

When he was coming to the end of the building you began to panic, the rest of the turtle things jumped into the trees deftly with you, every step he took shook your arm painfully.

"W-Where are we going?" You asked just about as politely as you possibly could, masking the fucking awful pain your arm was in. The ninja type turtle thing looked at you for a moment then looked ahead again.

The silent type huh?

You sort of didn't expect him to answer anyway, after all you were pretty sure turtles didn't talk.

Uh... But what about the rhino and that pig? C'mon, it's definitely in the realm of possibility that this turtle can speak.

You ultimately had to agree with yourself and proceeded to be slightly irked at his silence, but you didn't dare act on it.

When the trees began to thin out they all dropped to a pretty dead street, swiftly and silently. Luckily it was dark out and had only two people on it.

It was truly amazing how quiet they were as they slipped past all recognition, using the dark shadows to their advantage. They timed running across the street at the perfectly, once the one person went on his phone was the best time, since the other finished walking down the street on her own.

You could feel yourself wanting to call out to either of them, but again the fear of them killing you was making you think twice.

As they dashed past at an impossible speed, making your now slightly tattered dress flutter behind you. You couldn't help but make a small yelp in surprise but to your dismay, nobody looked in time to see you as they made their way into a dark alley.

But the darkness didn't hide the poisonous glare you got from one of the others. Again the lump of ice returned to your stomach.

They all climbed up the alley walls, while the one holding you seemed a bit unsure as he looked back at you, adjusting his hands to make sure you wouldn't fall.

You had little to no time to register what was going on before he jumped at one side of the alley then to the next. You yelped again as your dislocated arm moved slightly, before you quickly tucked it close to your stomach.

You could've sworn you heard an apology, but if it did happen it was barely audible, of course it could just as possibly be your hopeful thinking that this guy meant no harm.

Reaching the roof, he took off again, slightly behind the others "Am..." You paused collecting your self as he looked down to meet your eyes. You gulped and continued "Am I getting kidnapped, like right now?"

The question was genuine, and he looked a bit shocked for a moment as he looked down at you. He tilted his head then looked forwards again, you missed the small amused  smile that lifted his eyes ever so slightly.

Your heart pumped quickly as the reality of the situation settled into your mind, and panic became more potent in your over aware glances all around, trying to look for something to help save you.

Fuck, if I ain't getting answers I am not goings to find out what these thing are gonna do!

Thinking back on Sandra Bullock once again you recalled her self defense move that you could use at really any time. All you have to do was his the nose up, into the skull.

You examined his determined looking face to find no actual, definite nose. You frowned in doubt, but your fear outweighed the possibility that it wouldn't even do anything. "Fuck..." You muttered which gaining his attention, and for the first time you saw the gentle, deep sea like pigment in it.

...Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

You shook your head and pretended nothing was wrong and he lost interest.

Perfect! Now is the perfect time to strike! Make it swift and deadly. Use your fists to serve up some justice! Do it! Don't think just do it!

With a quick, powerful push up and a battle cry you went for it, however you faltered slightly and your hand slowed by itself when his eyes darted back down towards you, so instead of dealing a deathly blow it just gently nudged his nose a bit.

He turned his head towards you completely and his gaze switched from your hand on his nose to your horrified face, his eyes holding bewilderment.

The awkwardness you felt at the moment was awful and made you want to die.

Oh shit, say something, anything! Just do something you fool!!

"....Boop." And you immediately regret everything that led to that particular moment in your life.

My god, did I-? I just said Boop... Who says Boop?? Why would you say Boop?! What the hell is wrong with you?!?

But it got worse...  Because you were completely petrified by the humiliation you just caused yourself and didn't bother to move your hand.

So there you were, keeping your hand pressed against his nose and all you could do was watch the scene unfold before your eyes in horror.

Your bad arm had to raise itself up and pull your good hand away in shame. Even with all that pain in your arm, doing that couldn't even be compared to the emotional trauma you were experiencing right then.

He caught the pained expression on your face and sighed, slowly coming to a stop.

Eyeing him skeptically was pretty much all you could do at this point as he set you down on the dirty roof of the building, probably making what you had left of the fucking dress really gross. It was a damn shame and made you mentally groan the thought of having to treat such rich fabric.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wooden spoon, and handed it to you.

You have it a good look over, not missing the slight, yet sharp ridges on the woods handle, but other than that it looked to be in good  condition.

Looking back to the turtle obviously confused, he gestured for it to go in your mouth, so deciding to play along you put the spoons bowl to your lips. He cocked a non existent eye brow and turned it in your hands so the neck was parallel in front of your lips.

He set his three fingered hands gently on your hurt arm, and only when you realized the odd ridges in the spoon where from teeth was when you screamed out and voluntarily bit down on the wood, sinking your teeth in as far as you could.

The turtle had reset your arm in one swift push, popping it painfully back into place, no longer putting strain on you shoulders ligaments. Water escaped the corners of your eyes as you looked up at him in shock, spoon still firmly set in your jaw.

He sighed, looking at his accomplices standing a few buildings away, waiting for him. His eyes landed back on you apologetically, but said nothing as he ran off towards the others and they continued on to wherever the hell they were going.

It took a moment for you to figure out the spoon was in your mouth still, but when you did you gagged and spit it out, spitting and wiping your tongue off on the inside of your dresses broken shoulder strap. Finally you sputtered out after them "What the fuck?!"

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With a groan you opened your apartment door tiredly, hunched over and looking like hell. Evidently taking your tall ass shoes off was the worst decision of your life because not only did you have to whether the rubble in the mansion, but also the treacherously grimy streets of New York too.

You had the spoon clutched tightly in your hand as you stepped farther in, closing the door behind you. There sat Floyd, with his suit jacket on the back of his chair, rubbing his hand through his hair roughly. He was on the phone with someone and it sounded important, so you decided not to disturb him, making a beeline for your room.

However Floyd caught sight of you and had a double take "Y/n!" He gasped and stood up from the table. The person on the phone started talking hurriedly on the other end. He lifted the phone back to his ear. "Yeah Polly, She just walked in. Okay will do, bye."

He hung up and sped towards you, enveloping you in a hug that smelt to you like stress, sweat and dust. You hugged back, and almost fell asleep right there, but he quickly pulled away with a strong grip on your shoulders, which made you wince a bit from your sore shoulder muscles.

"Y/n! Where were you?! What happened to you?!" He asked giving you a once over in concern.

"A big turtle was fighting a normal sized rhino and a tall, slim pig who looked like was yanked from the 80's. All of them were weirdly human in a way, in fact they could talk! A-And the pig dislocated my shoulder-" You pointed to the shoulder and Floyd lifted his hand from your shoulder with wide, confused eyes. "-then I was saved slash temporarily kidnapped by this one turtle, who by the way was welding swords and I'm pretty sure is a ninja, so he fixed it easy and, get this, left me on top of a clinic in case my arm needed more medical attention. Oh and I took my shoes off for this whole event, something I do not recommend doing."

The blonde man stared at you for a moment before his face turned serious and pretty ticked off. "This isn't a joke Y/n! I was worried sick about you! Then you come home, stumbling all about like you're barely alive!"

You frowned back at him. "I'm not lying! Look!!" You brought the spoon up to his face and his eyes widened in surprise, before reverting to an unimpressed look.

"A dirty spoon..." He stated dryly, cocking an eyebrow. "Tell me again how is this supposed to prove anything?"

"We'll it- ... It uh... Well it doesn't prove anything exactly!!" You said pointing the spoon at his face. "But I am not lying! Why would I even lie about this?!"

Floyd made direct eye contact with you "oh I don't, maybe because you're DELUSIONAL!?!" He said, whipping his hands around in the air wildly.

"Okay old buddy old pal! You need to cool it! I swear on my dead pets grave that this is real and it happened." You stated firmly. Floyd was shocked, you knew why. Because you never swear on your pets grave unless it's on incredibly important, totally true or both.

He looked at you with confused and somewhat concerned eyes then looked to the floor at his stocking feet.

You let him take his sweet time, having complete confidence that he'd believe you... Well not complete confidence, since you barely believed your own explanation of what really happened. But swearing on you dead pet was not something you took lightly and he knew it.

He took one last look at you and frowned a bit before taking a deep breath and brushing past you, moving towards his room. "We'll talk about this in the morning and maybe then you'll have your story straight."

This made you mad and you scrunched up your face before whirling around, watching his retreating form open his rooms door. "Yeah! Well! Well maybe you're straight!!"

His door was closed and your weak roast had literally no affect. The embarrassment settled heavy on your head as it fell forward into your hands "Dammit." You grumbled.

Right then you decided that you were going to find that turtle, and Floyd was so gonna eat his words once you proved him wrong. However... A small part of you just simply wanted to see the turtle again, out of curiosity of course.

But mostly just to rub it in Floyd's dumb face because of how goddamn wrong he was about this. After all you lived off of being the pettiest piece of trash the planet had ever seen.

With that final thought you whisked yourself (and the wooden bite spoon) away to your room. You fell into a dream scape, being fueled by the deep pit of determination that was ended up being debatable choices when it comes figuring out what your priorities really should be.

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Sorry for the short chapter 😢

Diploma tomorrow morning! SCREEEEECH!!! Send help! And my dog is taking up the bottom half of my bed! Not to sound ungrateful or anything but he needs to move.

Also thanks for reading this thing. Surprised it's even getting any attention tbh 😂😂👌

Anyway, wish me luck because rip.