UGH. School is thoroughly kicking my butt.

I'm sorry for the lack of updates. But since spring break is finally here, I decided to finally update this story for you guys. Plus, I might be able to update more frequently once school lets out in two months. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own the TMNT.

From Griffon of the Night to the TMNT:

Did you know the Shredder holds a party once every three months in an abandoned warehouse, and he gets his personal cooks to make cookies? The cookies are fantastic btw.

Raphael: … Good to know?

Michelangelo: Shredhead took the quote, "Come to the dark side, we have cookies!" a little too seriously..

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To Raph, I saw you a week ago coming out of a 7/11 with porn mags, didn't anyone ever tell you computers keep secrets better? Don't say anything Donnie-boy, you forgot to erase your history again.

Donatello: I don't know what you're talking about!

Raphael: Oh ho! So whatta we have here? Our little Donnie's finally become a man!

Donatello: No seriously, I have no idea what –

Raphael: What Don? You so lonely 'cause April's unavailable that yer fillin' that empty hole with porn?

(silence)

Michelangelo: Dude… you took that too far.

This chapter of Sewer Emails was paused temporarily due to the fact that Donatello is now beating his brother senseless and was considered far too graphic to be shown in this fic. We are sorry for the inconvenience and hope you enjoy the author's new and upcoming stories!

Donatello: I'm calm.

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To Leo, RELAX for once, you will die of stress overload and self-blame if you don't, I know this from experience. Raph, you say a word and you'll be having silverfish everywhere.

Leonardo: I can be calm!

Michelangelo: That's true. He meditates almost 24/7. He looks dead to the world during those times.

Donatello: Yup.

Michelangelo: And what does that mean? He'll die from stress overload and self-blame? And Griffon knows from experience? Does that mean you HAVE died from stress overload and self-blame? EEP!

Donatello: Mikey..

Michelangelo: I know, just teasing. As for Raph's part –

Raphael: No comment.

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Mikey, what's your game range? Mines all the way from HarvestMoon to...Dang...Call of Duty. If you looked in my closet right now you'd be crushed by the amount of games I have.

Michelangelo: Yeah? Well, if you looked at where I kept my stash of games, you'd be crushed in a way that would make an avalanche seem as harmless as having salt spilled on you!

Leonardo: It's true, I almost died.

Donatello: Took us 30 minutes to dig him out.

Michelangelo: HaHA! As for game range, mine's limitless. As long as it has some sort of action scene in it, I've played it and mastered it.

Raphael: Conceited much?

Next chapter: Who to the TMNT.