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With Friends Like These -40-The floor was covered in these straw-like mats that did a pretty good job of softening the stone underfoot. Master Splinter gestured and I sat down on one of these mats, unconsciously sitting in a more formal position, like I was wearing a skirt or something.With Friends Like These -40-
The old rat sat in front of me, meeting my eyes and holding my gaze until I almost shivered. By nature I was more of a wallflower, this direct attention was somewhat unsettling.
"Miss Tammy." He began. I momentarily wondered when the 'Miss' had come back into play, clearly this was serious business. "I am going to ask you a question, and I need your word of hono
by ~CheshireDreaming
With Friends Like These -39-I let myself go limp as Tammy carried me. I was half dead, Don was angry and worried, Raph was angry and worried, Mikey was worried, and Leo was…getting Master Splinter. Probably also mad. I was pretty sure Tammy was mad too. Great. At least Mikey wasn't angry with me.With Friends Like These -39-
Of course, then I caught his gaze and he was emoting the kicked-puppy look. I felt something sink into the pit of my stomach.
And then we were down in the lab and Tammy had shooed the guys away despite their protesting. When she told them I had to take my shirt off so she could look at my back, they turned a funny color and left. Hello, embarrassm
by ~CheshireDreaming
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Oh my Jareth!
"Listen close to everybody's heart and hear that breaking sound"
"Jellybean you can never comprehend the intellect of her mind"
"I can't on my own change [the world], but I can start with me."
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