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Chapter Forty-nine; Quinn


I stared at them. Just stared.

Yes, I was surprised. Of course I was. But she'd asked a question I wasn't sure I could answer without giving away…stuff. Stuff that they probably shouldn't know.

…Although, now that I thought about it, they could actually benefit from my fangirl knowledge. Right? It could be helpful. Hopefully.

I took a deep breath and began. And when I mean began, I mean began. From the very beginning.

"Okay. So I was born in Pennsylvania…"

I'm pretty sure I rambled. I think Splinter's eyes may have glazed over at some point. But I know for a fact that everyone woke up when I told them about one thing in particular.

"And when I was in my preteens, I started getting really into…the TMNT." I paused. "The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles."

The room froze, and I blundered forward.

"It's a popular franchise where I come from. It started in the eighties as a comic book, and since then it's grown into a huge thing. I'm talking movies, cartoons, toys, video games. Even food."

Pause. Breathe in. Out.

"The whole thing revolves around, well, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael and Michelangelo."

I was looking resolutely at the tatami mat floor now.

"Leonardo is the leader, and he uses katana. His signature color is blue. Donatello uses a bō, and he's the pacifist and a genius. His color is purple. Michelangelo is the joker and he uses nunchuks. He's orange. And Raphael is red, the strong hothead. He uses sai. Their adoptive father is Master Splinter, a rat who was mutated by the same green ooze he found them in as babies after the boy who initially owned them dropped them into the sewers.

"He raised them as ninja using the skills he'd picked up from his own master from when he was a pet rat, before his master was killed by the Shredder. The turtles also made friends with a local reporter, April O'Neil, and a vigilante, Casey Jones.

"They made other friends, like Leatherhead and a few aliens and people from other dimensions and…other people. They picked up a lot of enemies too, like Bishop and Stockman.

"Most of the series is based off of their struggles against the Shredder and his followers, the Foot, although the Shredder was eventually defeated, in the movie continuity anyway, and the Foot were taken over by his daughter Karai. There are other continuities, but the basics are the same."

I stopped and took a deep breath, glancing at the turtles, Splinter and Tammy out of the corners of my eyes. Everyone looked shocked. Even Splinter.

Raph left the room.

"Um," I said quietly, suddenly acutely aware of just how loud my voice was in the small room. "I…am really sorry I didn't tell you guys."

"I'm going to go get some water," someone said, and I realized it was Tammy. She got up slowly and left. Splinter, Leo, Mikey and Donnie still hadn't said anything.

Finally, Leo spoke. "So you knew…everything…the entire time?"

"Yeah." I could feel my face burning under everyone's scrutiny.

"We're comic book characters?" Mikey said faintly.

I nodded.

Mikey got up and left. Donnie stood not too long after, muttering as he left, and I was left isolated on the floor. Alone with Leo and Splinter, neither of whom looked like they were going anywhere anytime soon. They had that "we have much to talk about" look. But I was pretty sure the talking would be about me, not with me.

I slowly got to my feet and left.