I don't own the TMNT.

I set my fingers to typing on the keyboard and lolled my time away, speaking the story as I typed it out.

"In the middle of the darkened city one figure turned and the sudden clash of steel rang out over the silence set by the full moon and starry sky."

A voice rang out from behind me, "That's it! Stop this story right now!"

I turned away from my computer, "What is it now Raphael?"

"Shut it! I know what you're doing!"

"Yeah, the plot's very simple to follow."

"Would you stop trying to kill Leo!?"

"I've never killed Leo!"

"You keep trying to!"

I sighed, "Raph, I've never killed any of you."

"Oh yeah?" the red banded ninja says, "What about Master Splinter in 'BWB'?"

I threw my hands up, "That was a different dimension with my own version of you guys!"

Raph narrowed his eyes.

"Beides," I said, "That Splinter died of old age and poor health. He was never killed."

"Fine!" Raph shouts, "But I want you to stop trying to kill my brother!"

I tighten my hands into fists, "I'm not going to kill him! How many times must I say it?"

"In your last story he almost got hung!"

I shrugged, "He escaped didn't he?"

Raph growled, "That's not the point! You need to stop trying to kill him!"

I sigh, "Oh come on 'Life by the Point of a Shuriken' was planned out where he wouldn't die and the closest he's come to death was in my song-fic, 'Then You Stand'."

"Stop trying to kill him!"

"I'm not going to!"

Raph scoffed, "That's what they all say."

"Well," I say crossing my arms, "Maybe I should just kill you off."

Swish…

I ducked as a sword came flying through the air aimed for my head.

"Don't even think about it Moonsetta," said a voice from the ceiling.

"You're here too, Leo?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, dropping down from the ceiling and retrieving his sword.

"I was curious of what situation you're putting me in this time," he said while sheathing the blade.

I clapped my hands together, "Oh, I was going to have you knock down this building and have the falling debris crush the enemy Foot ninja that are chasing you."

"But he'll be in this falling building too won't he?" Raph asked with a glare.

"Well, yes," I say sheepishly.

Slash…

"Hey! My keyboard!" I yelled.

"No more trying to kill Leo!?" Raph yelled and with that they were both gone.

I glanced at my keyboard and sighed. Why did Raph have to cut it in half? I looked around and then walked over to my closet. After fishing around for a few minutes I pulled out a headset with a microphone. I slipped it on, flipped a switch and walked back over to my computer.

"On," I said.

A digitized voice spoke back, "Speech Recognition active."

"Open Word Processor."

The program opened to a blank sheet and I cleared my throat, "Leo fell back as the arrow soared over his head, slightly just nicking his skull. The Foot advanced further, pushing the blue banded turtle into the overhanging darkness of surrounding shadows cast by the looming building."

I watched with success as the computer typed out the story for me. I smiled, who says I need a keyboard to create a story? And if Raph destroys this headset well I have typewriter and a digital writing pad.

Hmm…maybe I should stop putting Leo in these situations…

Mmm…nope. Now where was I? Oh yes.

"As the night's shadows swallowed the warriors no one noticed the turtle's quick glance at the heavily rotting support beam."

It was a dream and I'm bored again!

~Moonsetta