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Drabble word: blanket. Pairing: Shassie! Rating: PG Shawn kicked the blanket away from his lightly sweating body, half-asleep. He heard a grumble from the tall man to his right at the jerky movement. A hand swatted at him lightly. "Shut up." "But I didn't say anythin'." Shawn mumbled in weak protest, slurring his words noticeably in his near-unconscious state. Silly Lassie was obviously too tired to coordinate his brain's message to his mouth—"Wake me up again and you're sleeping on the floor." He was also too tired to reply, but that could have been because he was already back asleep. After their…exercise routine?...a few hou

"GUYS! That pool's open to the city now—let's go!" Mikey's voice was loud and exuberant in the lair, echoing excitedly as he jumped up and down from his spot in front of Donatello's computer. Raphael, startled from the beginnings of a doze, glanced over as he thumped the couch in irritation. "Scream a little louder, Mikey, I don't think th' Purple Dragon's heard ya." he grunted. Mikey opened his mouth to scream it out obnoxiously when Donny thankfully put a hand over his big trap. "On second thought, maybe it's a good thing not to have anyone else hear of our whereabouts." He sent Raph a quick, disapproving look. Mikey was one loud tur

Deep breath. Thunk. Drag. Deep breath. Thunk. Drag. The city lights above ground offered a good amount of light into the sewer tunnels below New York City, pushing shadows aside and over themselves in misshapen patterns to hide the two turtles almost stumbling along the walkways. Negative energy and a bad mood radiated from both of them; the heavy breathing did nothing to hide even a little bit of the flaring tempers. A bit of blood leaked through the hand pressed to the torn flesh on the darker one's side. "You're. So. Stupid." Raph's golden eyes narrowed into dangerous slits as he angled his furious gaze to the oldest brother he was lean

Five in the morning. FIVE. IN THE MORNING. What the hell was Mikey doing at five in the morning running around screaming that obnoxious song at the top of his lungs?! Splinter closed his bloodshot eyes again and tried to let out a slow, cleansing breath to help sink into meditation which would hopefully lead to a calm state of mind and at least a little more sleep. "EVERY SPERM IS SAAAACREEEED, EVERY SPERM IS GREAAAAAAAAAAAAAT—" If Mikey keeps singing that song, Master Splinter will get quite irate, the ninja master finished in his head, to the tune of the Monty Python song. He could feel an ear twitching in the utmost annoyance. Re