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Team Effort

Deviation Actions

Published: Nov 26, 2015

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Warning: T-Cest
Pairings: LxM RxD
Summary: On the one night of the year that the brothers can be out in the open without fear, something unexpected happened. Now there's a mystery that will decide the fate between life and death.

Looking at the bustling streets below he couldn't help but smile at the preparations for the human holiday. The one night a year where he and his brothers don't have to hide or worry about being seen. Everyone would be dressed as a "freak" and it would be cool to be a large mutant turtle walking around with an "authentic" costume of the vigilante ninjas. It was laughable seeing their likeness in store windows, stuffed turtle shells and cheap cloth masks in their colors, event the plastic weapons were in his opinion hilarious.

"Gotta admit though the kids do look cute try'n ta be me." Settling in on the rooftop Raphael waited for the others, tonight was going to be great.

Donnie smiled at his brother's comment.

"come on. we're still on duty, even if it is Halloween."

Pulling Raph along Donnie smiled again, as he heard the older turtle mumble.

"Slave driver Leo, never letting us have a night off."

Donnie rolled his eyes.

"If it makes you feel any better Mikey is probably driving Leo insane right now."

Raph smiled to himself imagining their fearless leader trying to corral their youngest brother who was no doubt bouncing off the walls at being able to walk around the surface without having to hide

Continuing on their patrol, Donnie and Raph did their best to look "in character"; occasionally stopping to look at a nearby bar as if thinking about whether or not to go inside. all around them the world had changed, grown men and women ran around in costumes; many of them tipsy or drunk. while kids yelped and squealed and dragged their parents in every direction.

They had been about to move into a different street when they heard it.......

Rah groaned as the familiar "Goongala" echoed in the alleyway just ahead. "What's that knucklehead doing?" Half jogging he turned the corner to see none other than Casey Jones in...tights?

Donnie looked in disbelief as the normally street punk attired hockey player bashed the face of a purple dragon thug wearing what seemed to be a Robin Hood costume. As another thug rose up Raphael left his side to join his friend in the fray of battle, the sigh in and of itself was amusing. "Robin Hood and his Little John." Donnie rolled over the image of Raph in a forest green tunic and tights chuckling at the imagery of it.

"What in the hell are ya wearin' Case? Ya look like some pansie prince?" Raph asked sending his foot into the gut of the last punk as his partner sent another flying into the dumpster.

"Ape's idea, somethin' about class and culture or somethin'." Standing tall the vigilante looked down right silly in costume. His irritation only deepened when Donatello's snickering reached the end of the alley.

"Well what is the 'hoodlum' doing roaming the streets of fair city without his Maid Marion?" Donnie laughed deep as the dark haired man scoffed then went pale at the mention of April.

"Oh man, April!" Looking down the street in a panic his face went ghost white.

The alley was empty. behind them the bodies of the purple dragons they had just battled littered the alley, but there was no sign of April. Glancing at Casey, Donnie spoke. "Casey? what's wrong?"

Casey shook is head and began to run, charging back down the alley and towards the other side. rushing to keep up with the running human Raph repeated Donnie's question. "Casey? what's wrong?"

Casey looked at them as they ran. "We ran into these punks when we were coming out of the shop. We ducked into the alley cause it was a choke point."

Reaching the other end of the alley Casey's face went even whiter as they found no sign of their red-headed heroin anywhere. As Raph and Casey began to scour the alley Donnie sighed and reached into his belt, pulling out his t-phone before dialing the number. Why were the guys panicking so much? April could take of herself. She was certainly skilled enough to handle some punk purple dragons.

But Donnie felt his confidence shatter as the phone line picked up and a male voice that was certainly not April spoke. "Hello Donatello. you can tell mister Jones and your brother Raphael to stop searching. Miss O'neal is miles away from your location."

Biting his lip Donnie remained silent as Raph and Casey turned to look at him. After a moment he spoke. "Who is this?"

The voice on the end of the line chuckled. "I have many names Donatello. None of which you would recognize. You may call me...........Dante."

Donnie swallowed. "And what do you want Dante?"

Dante chuckled. "A great many things Donatello, a great many things.........."

Ok this is still very much a Work in Progress, this is a little drabble written in colaboration with

We both needed to get back into writting and have some fun with it instead of worrying about our main stories and the fans. We started this back in October and have a good little bit done. I think eventually we'll turn this into a round robin so both have bits on our pages. So if you're not watching him might want to check him out!

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