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Mikey hated running out of laundry.
Now, mind you, for four ninja turtles, laundry included barely a handful of clothes for disguise purposes and their masks, mostly, with a few robes for Splinter tossed in.
However, when laundry was running out, what was a turtle to do when no one wanted to wear an old piece of cloth around their face near their NOSE?
He had to do something he didn’t want to do.
Michelangelo had to think carefully. Go without and do laundry… Or….
He snapped his fingers.
“RAAAAAPHIE!”
“WHAAAAAT!?”
Red was close enough to orange right?
“Can I borrow one of your spares!?”
“OVER MY DEAD BODY!”
Ah shell.
Welp, time to do laundry then.