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Here and now, I'm sorry about not updating as much as I used too.

I went onto my 'AOL' E-mail account and saw over two hundred E-mails, and I just found out that a lot of them are requests. Not that I'm truly complaining, I love the fact that people are asking me requests, I just didn't think I would get that many requests, and most of these requests I'm getting will take me chapters and chapters.

Anyway, I started this because someone asked me 'Why haven't you updated your story as much, and when you do, it's short and losey?' That's why, so I'm terribly sorry that I have not gotten to the main point of the story, that I have not told you who Michelle is going to go with, and all that other jazz.

Let me start.

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Title: The Male Trio Tango

"I want marshmallows on my pizza, Raph."

Leonardo stared at the male with a sigh escaping his lips, shaking his head as Raphael slammed his fist into the wooden table, leaning over the side of the wooden object to stare Donatello in the eyes.

"Yeah? Well; I want M&Ms."

"Can't we just get pepperoni like normal citizens for once?"

"We ain't normal, Leo, that's why we ain't getting' anything normal."

While the others argued over the non-important issue that was at foot, Michelle stayed in complete silence at the end of the table, eyes swaying over the pages in the book that was held in her hands. After a few minutes of arguing, all eyes turned towards Michelle, not hearing the female voice pipe up once in the argument, unlike her. Donatello caught sight of the book in her hand, gasping to himself, while Raphael raised an eyeridge towards her, using his Sai as a toothpick.

"Hey, I didn't ya' could read, babe…"

Leonardo sighed at his brother, passing him a glare as his eyes looked towards where his sister sat, the female not even glancing up from her book to look at them.

"What are you reading?"

"Hmm…? Oh, nothing special, just a book…"

Her words let her lips in a smooth, cool pace, not noticing the glint of horror within Donatello's eyes. Her purple bandana brother coughed, nervously, into his hand, leaning over slightly to see if he could read any words in the book. The intelligent turtle just needed to read enough to understand things, he just wanted… No, needed to know what the book was about!

'I had soft, pumpkin flavored lips against my own soft lips, his muscular chest against my own chest, his heart beating against me. Arms encircled around my thin waist, rough, teasing lips going down my neck, lavender scent filling my senses. A pair of hands had gripped upon the waist band of my jeans, rose scented hair brushed against my bare stomach, taunting me in this feeling that I had needed for… Ever. This is the time of my life, and I knew that I should have picked…'

Suddenly, the passionate words his soul had been taken in were closed right before his eyes, the turtle sitting there in silence. He felt as though the answer to life had just be ripped out of his bare hands, after all the work he had been through, it was just taken from him like he was just a little baby with candy.

"Master Splinter told me to not any of you guys know what this story is about until I am done reading it."

"…What is it? Like a romance book, dear?"

Donatello asked, calmly, as Raphael let a mocking laugh leave his lips, shaking his head at his younger brother, while shooting him a death glare at him calling her 'dear'.

"Naw, Splinter wouldn't make her keep it a secret if it was romance book. It's a porn book, ain't it, babe?"

"Stop it, the both of you, when our beautiful sister wants to tell us, she will."

Leonardo merely sat there, sipping his tea, ignoring the death glares both of his brothers were now sending him, trying his best to keep the smirk off his face.

Michelle huffed to herself, a scarlet blush forming on her cheeks from what they were saying to her, turning the page of her book with calm gesture. The screaming of the tea going off could be heard, the female stood up from her spot at the table, book held tightly within her grasp. When Leonardo slowly stood up, the female placed a soft, calm hand upon his shoulder, gently pushing him back down to his sitting spot.

"You've been working hard all day, rest for a bit, I will get it."

With that, Michelle, with the book, went through the kitchen doors, going off to take care of the tea. When the doors closed behind her in a silent motion, Raphael pointed the Sai towards both of his brothers who were sitting across from him at the table. Donatello pulled his Bo staff out from behind his back, both brothers now snarling at each other with rage. Leonardo gave off a glare, hand resting behind his back on the golden handle of one of his katanas, raising an eyeridge at them.

"Ya kiddies need to lay off, we all know who she's going to pick..."

Raphael flexed his arms, showing his guns off to his brothers, while Donatello let a mocking laugh leave his lips.

"You, hot-head? Please, you would only get her killed."

"What would do with her, Donnie? Experiment on her? 'Cause from I've seen, you apparently don't know what sex is and how to make babies."

"What will you do after she gets pregnant, Raphael? All these months all I've heard from you, the both of you, is 'how you will fuck her the best' or 'how you will be the best mate for her'. What are you guys going to actually do for the babies? Do you guys even know how to take care of a child, let alone a baby?"

"…Do you?"

The three of them stared at one another, not truly looking at one another though, thinking about the problem that was just brought up. All three of them loved Michelle, wanted to be with her, wanted to hold her in a tight embrace while they mated, but now there was a serious problem…

"How do you take care of a baby?"

"Do we even have the items needed for the little babies?"

"Can we even handle babies at this time?"

As questions poured out of all their mouths, the trio stared at each other, the same question coming into each and every one of their minds.

"…What will we do about Shredder…?"

All three of them sat there, none knowing the answer to the question. Also unknowing to them, Michelle was leaning against the door, listening to their words, silent tears running down her cheeks. Also unknown to them, a figure had stepped into their home in the sewers, blood trickling down from his forehead.

To Be Continued…

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Yup, I'm gonna be lazy again and keep things in a secret like always.

So, please review, tell me what was liked/disliked, would could be changed/what was great about the chapter, ect.

Yeah…

Have a wonderful day!

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