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So about that turtle game...
You wish to send me to another dimension...[Annoyed grunt.]...one was enough.
I do not like the sound of this place...even if other turtles were there, I do not think you realize how time-consuming it would be for you and me.
Reliving the anger and fear I had felt before would not be best for us. Please, let us forget it.
I do not like the sound of this place...even if other turtles were there, I do not think you realize how time-consuming it would be for you and me.
Reliving the anger and fear I had felt before would not be best for us. Please, let us forget it.
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[Greetings from the Mirage-verse where Leatherhead hasn't been introduced yet.]
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Probably a good thing given how fucked up Mirage Leatherhead is...The turtle looks familiar...but not. It definitely WAS one of the turtles, but for some reason he couldn't place who.
As if to apologize for his size, Leatherhead stoops himself to the strange turtle's level.]
And you are a turtle...
[What weird game was this.]
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When the GIANT ALLIGATOR OMG stoops down, Mike takes a step back. And really, can you blame him?]
Um....yes? You're a...a...
[Mike makes a gesture indicating LARGE GIANT ALLIGATOR]
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He rubs at his head. Ok, definitely not a game.]
Yes...but, you knew that. You recognize me, do you not?
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I do not know. You look like my friends...
I thought you were.
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You...you're from one of their worlds, aren't you. The turtles, I mean. I'm like, their cousin. From another universe. It...got complicated.
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[He sighs deep. When would it end.]
One where I do not exist... [As far as he knows.] ...but which one are you?
[Turtle, that is.]
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Pluuuuuus, that name has the added benefit of not making me feel like I'm in trouble all the time.
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Leatherhead feels better at ease now. Sure, it wasn't HIS Mikey, but still...there had to be some of the Mikey he knew in there, right?]
Michelangelo...you...he is my friend.
Do you still like pizza?
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[Leatherhead that isn't what he meant.]
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[Blink. Blink-blink.]
Is that like...tomato soup with cheese on top?
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[You aren't a very good Mikey.]
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[No Leatherhead, don't.]
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[Mike opens his mouth to respond further...but it sort of just hangs there open. Mike is momentarily rendered speechless.]
No, you know...it's uh, it's okay. I like pizza fine enough as it is, seems kind of redundant to force the pizza mold on other kinds of food.
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[Leatherhead has a tingle of embarrassment now. Trying to make peace with this Mikey isn't going so well.]
...I am sorry.
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[Pause.]
Tell me, what is your universe like?
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[He smiles weakly.]
Compared to where the other guys come from? Different. A lot different. I mean, there's still four of us, and there's still April, but...everything else is just so different. For starters it's 1986 where I'm from, so there's that.
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You are still together, so there is that.
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[He begins to count these off on his fingers, which considering he only has the three, requires the use of both hands.]
Two Raphaels, Two Leonardos, One Mike, one Mikey, and a Don. And even that wasn't at the same time.
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And they are all different?
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The others may not like me.
[Leatherhead quit pretending you have free will.]
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You get used to it.
And hey...going there? Waaaaaay better than being stuck here.
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[Just so you know.]
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[Awkward, Leatherhead.]
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[Mike preens. It's a very similar preen, but...not an exact copy of a preen. It's a preen that makes you itchy about the brain for how close, and yet completely unlike any other preen you've seen before.
Not that I have anything against orange.
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It is good to know that there is some of my Michelangelo in there.
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Just like the real thing, only smaller.
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[Dear god does the boy yell.]
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