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*It all begins in New York City, where beneath all of the people, buildings and noisy cars, crack addicts, drop outs, Shooting noises, pollution*
*Then we cut right on some sewers and we see a dojo as the turtles are casually fighting to the DEATH*
"Hyah!"
"Ugh"
*Yeah insert cool Fighting stuff as the Author has no idea how to write fuck ass gith scenes*
*Anyways so we continue as Mikey just emoting with his nunchucks with Leo only his ass handed to him*
*Anyways now we cut to Donnie and Raph*
"Alright don why don't you just drop that stick before I shove it down your ass"
"Yeah last time I did you still beat the shit out of me still but"
"...I have many problems you know that"
*Anyways they fight and stuff and Raph is able to take Donnie's Bo staff from him and break it two... Just like little breaking half random sticks I found*
"... Dammit"
"Damn indeed"
*Began to play fucking drums with Don's shell*
*Till Leo came in thus Donnie could go and sit down next to Mikey who stuck his tongue out...*
"Help my tongue has a mind of it's own"
"what"
*Raph and Leo face each other,both kneeling one knee down.*
"ぶっ飛ばすぞ"
"...Weeb loser"
*Leo gets up first to draw his katana and pointing at the Raph and- oh fuck this shit Raph wins and I ain't writing all that shit*
"Loser"