*laughs like an idiot*
Mikey shook his head, disappointed in Leo. "Dude, just give up already. You always look."
"This time, I'll do it! Trust me," Leo retaliated. Every morning during breakfast was like this. Seriously Raph, could you just let us have a normal day, he thought.
Donnie chuckle softly. He kind of just wanted Leo to look to know how he'd react today. Currently, Raph was "flipping off" with both hands, the words "MEME LORD" written on a piece of paper and taped onto his crotch. His face was deapan. Still, he wondered why Leo never wanted to look at Raph during this time.
Probably because he can look stupid, he decided. Really, they all knew what to expect when they woke up. Either Raph wrote something new to wear, in a ninety degree dab, or waiting to regale them in the tale of a freshly discovered meme. But seriously, bro?
"Why did we ever let Raph use the Internet?" Leo wondered out loud. And how does Raph know when he looks, even if he couldn't see Leo doing the act? Donnie shrugged.
"I don't know. Maybe that was back when we thought Raph had some sort of normal side to him. C'mon Leo, just give up already. You never win whatever this game is," Donnie remarked, taking a long sip of coffee. Leo groans.
"I blame you both. Raph was probably normal until you showed him how to search something up," the blue clad turtle complained. Donnie raised an eye ridge, Mikey's mouth hanging open. Picking up a broken chopstick from last night, he threw it near Raph. Knowing Leo, he'd want to know where it goes.
Sure enough, Leo turns around in his seat. "Mikey, why did you- DANG IT!"
"Yeah!" The other three cheer, while Leo facepalmed himself for falling for a trick like that. It was so stupid, too! However...
"Seriously, Raph? MEME LORD?" The turtle in question only shrugged.
"You know how I am, dude."
*questions why I ever thought to write this*