TMNT does not belong to me. Petshop turtles is unfortunately at an end because it utterly destroyed my mind writing it. However, for all those who need their crack fix, here's a bonus chapter instead.
How many of you know DeeMG, my awesome beta for Petshop Turtles? All of you should be raising your hands because you went and read her stuff. Anyway, if you're following Sceptres and Strategies, you'll be devastated by this next bit of news. Dee mentioned a pairing which she believed should never be written and threatened to never finish S&S if I wrote anything pertaining to this pairing. I, of course, saw this as a challenge and wrote something regardless. Needless to say, Chapter 12 of Sceptres and Strategies was irrevocably deleted by accident. Whoops.
Ahem, may I present to you Krang/OT Shredder?
"This…" the Shredder backed away from Krang with a look of mounting horror, "I don't this is ever going to work, Krang. Ever."
The alien shrugged dismissively. "I think you're right," Krang didn't sound at all displeased with this decision.
"I mean, our physiology alone…" the Shredder paused and considered it, then shook his head, scarred for life by the images, "I just don't see it happening."
"No, no, it's fine," Krang assured him. "I made the offer because it's a custom of my people, we've worked for so long together and I thought it was rather rude of me."
"Let's just stick to trying to kill the turtles," the Shredder said weakly.
The alien nodded happily. "Yes, the turtles!"
And life in the technodrome returned to normal after that blip of weirdness...
Bepop and Rocksteady steadily backed away from the control room. "What was that?" Bepop grunted as they retreated.
"I'm not entirely sure," Rocksteady replied, "But it looked wrong. Completely wrong."
They paused and tried to wipe their minds of what had just been witnessed. But unfortunately what had been seen could not be unseen. "Let the turtles beat the crap out of us?" Rocksteady suggested.
Bepop nodded fervently. "Yes, that sounds like a wonderful idea. If we're lucky, they might actually kill us."
...Fortunately, Dee had only written two words of Chapter 12. They were, "Chapter 12."
