Shiruri-Nechan: Oh my, that really was pretty dark. Perhaps the brothers could visit a haunted house in celebration of Halloween?
How about I make this so fluffy it rots your teeth? In the spirit of Halloween. And you know how I'm going to do this? TURTLE TOTS! Your welcome :)
Raph is the tallest, with Leo and Mikey being the same height, and Donnie being a squat munchkin.
Disclaimer (Has anyone actually been sued?) I don't own the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, or any other franchise that I cite in the story.
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The four turtles stood in front of the Haunted House with a mixture of anticipation and fear. Master Splinter hadn't let them go into the elderly man's house before because he believed that his sons were too young to walk through the haunted house without having nightmares.
This year the owner of the house advertised that it was geared toward the younger kids, much to the disappointment for the teenagers looking for a free scare.
Splinter had dangled this information in front of his sons, giving him a week of a peaceful and clean house. Earlier that morning he told his sons that they could go into the house if they found themselves appropriate costumes and they all eagerly ran off.
Raphael had created a 'Cave-Turtle' costume, the actuality of it being a stained and old tee shirt cut up and tied around his waist, and his red bandana scrunched and turned to the side of his forehead. Splinter had sighed and agreed that it was fine for tonight.
Leonardo had taken a relatively big pair of green cargo pants, hiked them up his shell, tying them off right where his plastron started, and had taken an old pot and placed it on his head, with his bandana tied around his arm as an 'army wound', creating a raggedy soldier. Splinter had inwardly chuckled at his son, the cargo pants looking very amusing on his oldest son, and said he looked very realistic.
Michelangelo had probably realized after spending the entire day reading comics and playing with his action figures that he should create some type of costume. So he took the scissors to his sheet and cut out two misshapen eye holes, tied his mask over these holes, creating a hastily put together ghost. When he had come up to Splinter, Splinter had almost made him turn around and do something else, but seeing the time, he nodded, and Michelangelo ran off with a squeal.
Splinter was about to go and find his smallest son when he waddled into the dojo. Donatello had found an actual store bought costume of a giant plush pumpkin. It appeared to be slightly discolored on one side, and squashed one too many times, because it wasn't exactly round. On top of his head though it seemed to be a handmade pumpkin top with his bandana looped around to tie it around his chin. Splinter had remembered Donatello coming with him to the surface to look for supplies, and he had come home with an oversized duffel bag. Splinter smiled, placed a hand on his plush shoulder, and led him out to the living room.
The boys had practically dragged him out to the surface and passed some of the candy giving apartment buildings out to the older man's haunted house.
That brought them to their current predicament.
It seemed the boys were in a standoff with the lit up door. It blinked merrily at them, they stared at it despondently. Splinter, after a moment of stillness spoke up,
"Would you like me to come with you boys?"
It was met quickly with negatives, from, 'What are we, babies?, to 'We got this Sensi!'
The four boys took a collective breath in, and set off into the haunted house.
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They came back around fifteen minutes later, each face riddled with confusion.
"How was it my sons?" He said while they started to actually trick or treat.
"We didn't get it." Michelangelo confessed. It seemed to break the silence as each one of the boys now had questions about their strange encounter.
"Yea Sensi, what's a tal-o-Bubby?"
"Or a friendship pony?"
"Go-Bots?"
"Dog cat?"
"Middle-age alien hero amphibians?"
Splinter sighed, it was going to be a long night of questions, added on to the fact the boys would have candy at their disposal for the next few days.
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Eh? You like my play off of TMNT?
So! People, please review and give me your ideas, I will take anything. I write whatever's thrown to me. So throw me something please.
Next chapter I'm doing a split ending, resulting in alternate endings.
Shiruri-Nechan, I actually had a different way to go about this chapter, but I went trick or treating with my younger brother and this stemmed out from some kids throwing together a haunted house. I admired their initiative, but I literally waved to one of the jump scares in the corner.
Anyone else go trick or treating? Or a Halloween party?
Anyway, peace ya'll ~ Mp3 out!