Hey guys, it's jelsalover2458, still in the middle of like four stories and starting a new one! Yep, that's me! I hope you guys like this mating season, because it was half prompt from a friend and half "I been really wanting to do this". If you've read my story, Of Love and the Foot, this follows my OC, Bernie, and will have a Raphael ending, although everyone will hit on her. This is set in the 2K14 Universe, and I found the perfect picture of Bernie as a real girl…Pinocchio reference :P The picture is near the top of my profile if ya'll want to see! Please enjoy!

P.S. Happy Birthday to me! 4/2/15 and I'm seventeen years old today! Yay!

Chapter 1

The dimensions of their universe were impossibly diverse. The dimensions all varied on what they looked like, but none could imprint on who they were.

Leonardo, the leader, eldest, and most mature of his brothers. He wields his twin katana in battle, although they are hardly allowed on the surface any more.

Raphael is the attitude, the second oldest, and probably the strongest. He knows that strength isn't everything, but that it's a damn good way to get what he needs done.

Donatello is the smartest, the second to youngest, and the inventor. He relies heavily on his machines, Bo, and his glasses. His brother, Michelangelo, calls him Velma, because without his glasses he can't fight or do anything important.

Michelangelo is the fun guy, the youngest, and the party animal. He uses a pair of nun chucks, and has an obsession with online videos, especially the one with cat playing chopsticks with chopsticks, and Orange Crush.

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It started. Of course, it happened every end of March/early April and would end in June. The first day was always the hardest, the day it merged with your thoughts and made you hate yourself, but by the second day, the thoughts were gone. But the thots were just about to get what was coming to 'em.

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Bernie had mastered climbing down the ladder with five pizza boxes in her arms. She'd been friends with the guys for over two months.

She remembered how they met. She was walking home from her part time job at the local art institute (getting paid to draw, yeah!) And she saw the guys on the roof of her apartment. At first, she thought they were these football playing jerks from school, but she realized they didn't have enough brain cells to climb up a fire escape. Mikey was the one who introduced them, and they were all surprised she didn't scream. They all became good friends, although Raphael seemed to create a barrier between the two of them, and she was determined to become at least his friend.

They were eighteen, and she seventeen. She was on Easter break, and praise God, she needed it.

"Guys, I'm here. Guys? I brought pizza." She was confused. The guys always responded to pizza. She set them on the table along with her purse. "Guys?" She asked. She ventured into their makeshift kitchen, where she saw a note taped to a "cabinet".

Miss Bernie,

I am sorry that I have not informed you earlier, but my sons are experiencing their mating season. I have fled to Japan, for I am on mine as well. Please, watch over them, as they will need assistance. I will return as soon as my mating season is over in June.

~Splinter~

This was getting weirder and weirder by the second. She had learned about animal's mating seasons in Biology…

"BERNIE!" She heard Mikey yell. Her head whipped around, flinging her blonde and red hair onto her back.

Mikey grasped onto her legs and said, "I thought you left us forever!"

"Why would I do that, Mikey?" She asked, confusion evident. She had no idea how much trouble she was in.

"You were gone for an entire week. AN ENTIRE WEEK YOU LEFT ME ALONE ON MUH MATING SEASON WITHOUT YOU!"

"I had to work Mikey, but I promised I'd be back."

He stood up with a wide smile and said, "I gotta hide you! Raph said he wanted you all to himself, but no! You're mine!" She didn't have a chance to realize he'd just claimed her before Batman himself appeared.

"You were gonna do what, Mikey?" The red-clad turtle asked, his sai gleaming in his belt.

"N-nothing, Raph."

Dominance, Bernie thought, Raph has dominance over the others…or Mikey at least.

"Where are Leo and Donnie?" Bernie asked, trying not to bring up the mating season.

Raph took two steps closer to her and said, "You don't have to worry about them, babe."

She felt her breath be taken away as he rubbed his large calloused hand on her cheek. She had been learning ninjitsu, but she knew she couldn't take all four of the guys down at once, not even Mikey and Raph.

"Oh she doesn't have to worry about me at all." She heard Leo say. Raph mumbled something underneath his breath as he turned to see his brothers.

Donnie said, "Raph, we all know the rule."

"I know, I know, share. But this one's mine."

Thankfully, Mikey whined, "I wanna touch her too!"

"She's mine!" Raph growled, "Why don't you go look for April or something?"

Bernie had to think of something quick to get away from all the horniness of the horny turtles.

"Guys, guys," The four stopped arguing, "I've known all of you and gotten especially close to one of you."

"That would be me!" Donnie exclaimed.

"No me!" Mikey said.

"But I'll leave that up to you to decide." She tempted. She touched Donnie's cheek, "Maybe I want the smartest." He sighed dreamily and almost fell forward. Then, she moved her hand to Leo's chest, "Maybe I want the leader." He touched her hand and a blush spread across his green face. Then she kissed Mikey's cheek, "Maybe I want the party animal." Mikey looked as if he want going to pass out. Finally, she stroked Raph's cheek, "Or maybe I want you." She took a step away from the guys, "But I do know one thing. I only want one of you. You decide who."

"It's me." Raph said, "She obviously wants the strongest."

"Or me, the smartest." Donnie said, pushing his glasses up for emphasis. Bernie backed away slowly, hoping to escape. But then she remembered Sensei's note. He needed her help. She was about to turn around before she heard, "Where do you think you're goin'?"

Batman, except this season he's always in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Tune in next time, same Bat-time, same Bat-channel.