Raphangela – Before I started writing this, I questioned myself as to whether I should allow reviewers to enter into the fanfic. In the end I decided not to, mainly because the fangirls are heavily stereotyped and are pretty degraded by the other characters. So I fear that if I added people then I could offend them.
Rene – Really? They say that in Young Frankenstein? LOL! It's actually quite ironic that you mentioned Frankenstein (you'll see why later on!). Yeah, driving in another country would freak me out, especially when roundabouts and turns are sort of reversed. For a while I was like Zoolander where I couldn't turn left! But last lesson I went to an empty car park and got my turns fixed up, thankfully! That little plot hole you mentioned has been fixed now : )
Chapter Six: Question of Temperament.
Everyone covered their ears in agony while Mike's fangirls squealed with delight. Completely obsessed, the fanbrats all practically jumped on top of their favourite turtle, and although Venus and Donny cringed with disgust, Mike didn't seem to mind it one bit. Donatello turned to Lara in order to blame her for this, however he changed his mind when he saw her horrified face. Eyes growing wide, Lara's voiced choked up with fear as she started to point towards something else within the lair. Allowing his gaze to follow her outstretched arm and finger, Donatello didn't see anything out of the ordinary at first. Yet when he continued to stare for moments at a time towards the far wall of the lair, his eyes also grew wide with fear.
It started off like a tiny pinprick of light, which slowly grew larger and larger; like a mystical vortex that had suddenly been opened. An ethereal, oval shaped portal had shaped and appeared. It was a rift in time, which started to suck in some objects from the present; an unstable structure that had started to self-collapse. "What is it?!" Donatello yelled his question to Ninjalara while a few of Mike's fangirls and I-Love-Leonardo-So-Much-That-I-Want-To-Marry-Him-And-Have-All-Of-His-Cute-Widdle-Babies were pulled into the vortex, never to return again.
"The Reviewers have spotted a plot hole!" Lara finally managed to say. Not wasting anytime, Ninjalara performed a few crappy stunts while she tried to get closer to the plot hole. Then, without warning, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a long scroll of paper. Grabbing a nearby pen, she began to furiously scribble a message down with fluid handwriting. When she was finished, she tore off what she had written and held the message up against the opening of the plot hole. To all of their amazement, the hole in time began to close; slowly getting smaller and smaller until it was no longer noticeable.
"What did you write?" Donatello finally asked when the commotion died down.
"An Author's Note. Fixes plot holes right up!" Lara explained with a small smile.
"Why did it appear? What caused it?" Leonardo asked, confused and worried at the same time.
"…The Reviewers," Lara said with a low voice.
"Yikes! Sounds like a title for some horror movie!" Mike shuddered.
"Who are these… Reviewers?" Raphael wondered, saying the last word more quietly as he feared that he could summon something horrible. Both Mike and Leo's fangirls whined and mourned in the background for those of them that had been vanquished. Ninjalara looked around nervously before moving in closer towards the turtles.
"They are a mysterious higher entity, which cannot been seen or felt… only heard. They decide what is good, and what is not. If they are not pleased with what they see, then this whole world can be set alight with their flames of fury, causing this place to be burnt to the ground. They are the Emperor. We are their Gladiator's of entertainment," Ninjalara summarised, holding the beings she talked about with high regard.
"So… they could be watching us right now?" Raphael asked as he looked suspiciously around the room. The other turtles started to freak out as well; staring at the ceiling, floor and walls as though they hoped they'd spot a video camera.
"Just like Big Brother!" Mike scared himself witless.
"The Reviewers must have noticed that something was wrong. Otherwise that plot hole wouldn't have appeared," Lara thought out loud. "Well… At least I'm good for something! I can save you all from plot holes!" Lara said, trying to look on the bright side. Donatello frowned and crossed him arms.
"Yeah, but it was your inability to think things through which caused the mistake in time in the first place!" Donatello scrutinised.
"Shut up!" Lara quipped. "At least it was a relatively small one," Lara defended herself.
"You know, I could have just built you a time machine that you could then use to go back into the past to fix your mistakes," Mary Sue boasted. Lara, Venus and Don rolled their eyes while Raph, Leo and Mike nodded their heads as though it was a marvelous suggestion.
"Oh shut up!" Lara snapped again. Wanting to be left alone for the time being, Ninjalara stormed over towards the kitchen area in the hopes that she could find some left over pizza to eat. As though nothing horrible had ever happened, all the fangirls' spirits brightened and they returned to their annoying habits. Like a bad smell that never went away, they clutched onto their favourite turtle respectively and hugged them tightly while squealing loudly once again. Venus rolled her eyes at their antics before jumping in shock when Raphael 'appeared' beside.
"Can I have a word with you?" Raphael asked. Venus' eye-ridge furrowed when she sensed Raph's nervousness. As Raph led her to his room, Venus couldn't help but wonder what all this was about. The female turtle looked around the dark and dank room. The piles of trash she had spotted on Friday night were still there, however now there was this smell of mildew. Her nose itched, yet she denied herself the action of covering her nose simply because she wanted to have good manners while in Raph's company.
"So… what did you want to talk about?" Venus asked once she had cleared a spot on the ground for her to sit.
"How do I get Mary Sue to like me?" Raphael asked. Venus groaned upon hearing her name. She was about to start another rant when she stopped to actually think about the situation at hand. If Raphael and Mary paired up, then that would mean that Leo was free! There would be no more competition for Leo's love…
"Well, I guess you'll just have to act like yourself and prove your love to her," Venus said. "You should tell her how you feel," Venus hypocritically suggested, just like how Donatello had once told her.
"Do you think I'm hot?" Raphael asked, seemingly only fixated on his physical appearance despite what Venus had just told him. Venus raised an eye-ridge and wondered if that was a rhetorical question.
"Um…" Venus stared at his bulky muscles when she realised that Raph had actually meant the question. "…Very," she finally admitted with a blush.
"Good. I'm glad we could have this talk," Raphael started to wrap up the conversation after receiving a large boost in his self-esteem. Venus formally shook his outstretched hand and slowly exited his room.
"Wow… that was quick," Venus muttered to herself while she thought over the conversation in her head. 'Does Raphael know that personality also plays a big part?' Venus wondered, still slightly confused with what had just happened. She walked to her room and scowled when she found Mary snooping around. "What are you doing in here?!" Venus growled while she placed her hands on her hips.
"In case you've forgotten, I do believe that we share this room," Mary Sue said with a diplomatic tone of voice. Venus gritted her teeth, not knowing how else to respond. Mary sighed. "Venus… I don't know what's happened between us, but I would like to make amends," Mary Sue admitted. Venus frowned and narrowed her eyes so much that it could have been classified as a squint instead. Mary sighed once again at Venus' reaction. "Why don't you like me? Usually everybody likes me," Mary wondered, quite confused with how Venus was treating her.
"Because I have a crush on Leonardo!" Venus finally blurted the truth out.
"Oh…" Mary figured out the problem between them. "I'm sorry to hear that. You see, it's not really my fault –"
"-I'm sure it isn't" Venus cut Mary's sentence off with a sarcastic comment. Mary let out another sigh.
"It's been like this all through my life," Mary started again. "I've got one major flaw," Mary admitted. Venus raised an eye-ridge.
"This better be good," Venus muttered darkly to herself.
"I can't help being pretty. Sometimes I'm so gorgeous that guys keep pestering me in the street to give them my contact number, despite the fact that I'm a different species. All my life I've been attractive; I can't help it if guys like me. It's a curse to be this good looking as I never get to be alone," Mary explained her wangsty past, yet she completely failed in trying to evoke empathy from Venus.
"THAT IS NOT A CHARACTER FLAW!" Venus screamed at Mary's face while her eye twitched uncontrollably. "I thought that maybe, just maybe you might have had a disease like bulimia, or some other actual personality flaw like as though you suffered Tourette Syndrome when you were a child. Heck, even if you told me that you had been dropped on the head when you were a baby, I'd be a lot happier. You don't even have split ends! Face it! YOU'RE PERFECT! Being pretty does not qualify as a flaw!" Venus said in a huff, finishing her rant. Too irritated to stay in her carriage, Venus stormed out and went straight to Donatello's room. She frustratingly burst into tears as soon as she arrived, causing Don's heart to swell with pity.
The purple-wearing turtle immediately stood by Venus' side and gently rubbed her carapace as an attempt to try and calm her down. "What's wrong?" Donatello kindly asked. Venus sniffled before heaving out another couple of sobs.
"Mary… I tried to talk to her…" Venus managed to explain the reason of her current emotional state.
"Oh…" was all Don could say in return. "I take it that you didn't work anything out when it comes to Leonardo," Don asked, though it was more of an observation. Venus shook her head while she let out some more sobs. Sighing to himself, for the second time that week, Don pulled Venus into a hug so that she could cry on his shoulder. After a few minutes, Venus started to feel a lot better. Thoroughly grateful for his silent actions, Venus pulled away and smiled at his calm and composed expression. Donatello stared into Venus' tired eyes and-
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Donatello and Venus blinked at each other in confusion. Don's carriage door was now shut, and both of their belts, knee and elbow pads, and bandannas were gathered in an untidy pile on the floor. The two turtles gazed uneasily at each other; both feeling rather naked even though their gear didn't cover up much in the first place. "Um… Did we…?" Don's question trailed off.
"I don't really know. Did we?" Venus replied.
"I don't know," Don said with a nervous shrug.
"We wouldn't have…"
"Maybe Ninjalara was just mucking around again," Don suggested.
"Yes! That must be it. I mean you and I…" Venus trailed off.
"…Unlikely."
"Improbable."
"Incomprehensible," Don finished off quickly. Feeling awkward, both turtles dived for the pile of accessories and swiftly equipped themselves without saying another word. While Venus was braiding her aqua bandanna again, a low rumbling noise could be heard from a distance. The noise grew louder and louder until the ground started to vibrate and shake violently, as though an earthquake was occurring. Running to the train carriage's window to see what was going on, Don and Venus gasped in horror as swarms of fangirls invaded the lair.
"Raphy Waphy! Squee!" the brats screeched with delight. Scared, Venus and Don continued to watch as Raph was swept along with the massive crowd. When their excitement had died down, the other turtles located in the living room were able to stand once again after being crushed by the pack of savage fangirls. Leonardo looked around the lair and frowned at the severe lack of space.
"Raph! Did you invite all these girls?" Leo questioned with a serious tone of voice. Being overly protective, the Raph fangirls hissed at Leo's stern words. The Leo fangirls were quick to hiss back, causing the Raph fangirls to retaliate with another hiss. Meanwhile, the Mike fangirls cheered and egged on the action in front of them; placing bets on the future victor of the upcoming fight – Raph's fanbase or Leo's fanbase?
"Uh oh! This doesn't look good," Don stated, still impressed with how many fans Raphael had.
"Are the Leo fangirls suicidal? They're outnumbered ten to one!" Venus said with concern. Both turtles held their breath, not knowing what was going to happen next.
To be continued…
"Wait! The chapter can't end!" Donatello protested.
"Why not?" Venus wondered.
"Don't you see the pattern that's occurring here? Leo's, Mike's and Raph's fanbases have arrived. Which only leaves…" Donatello was too scared to complete his sentence.
"My fanbase!" Venus shuddered with fear.
"Yeah… your fanbase…" Don said with slight sarcasm while rolling his eyes when Venus wasn't looking.
"So why can't the chapter end?" Venus asked.
"Because in-between chapters, the fangirls talk to other fangirls, who in turn tell other fangirls where our lair is. Therefore there's a significant increase of fangirls per chapter, since more and more of them want to join in the fun. Soon there'll be so many of them that we'll be reduced to saying one sentence each. One sentence each!" Donatello freaked out while shaking Venus' shoulders roughly as though he was trying to knock some sense into her.
"So how do we increase the length of this chapter?" Venus asked, getting scared as well.
"We have no choice but to negotiate with Ninjalara," Don said with a determined voice.
"But… Lara's out there…" Venus gulped when she observed the large masses of people congregating outside in the living room.
"It's worth the risk. The last thing I need is to have squealing girls chasing after me!" Don groaned at the thought. Together the two turtles nodded in understanding before bravely opening Don's bedroom door. Squeezing through the masses, they slowly but surely found Ninjalara sitting in front of the television, still trying to find a program to watch. "Lara! We need to talk!" Don said loudly, trying to get his voice heard over the roars of the battling fangirls. Lara gave him a confused look before frowning.
"Wasn't this chapter supposed to end about a page ago?" Lara asked more to herself than to Don.
To be continued…
"No!" Venus screamed in protest.
"Please extend this chapter!" Don pleaded on his knees.
"No," Ninjalara said simply.
To be continued…
"Why not?" Don asked.
"Because I'm tired and I don't want to."
To be continued…
"Why are you tired?" Don asked. Lara growled in annoyance.
"Don't make this end up like Lord of the Rings: Return of the King!" Lara replied with a grunt.
To be continued…
"What do you mean by that?" Venus wondered.
"Well that movie kept on having false endings. For a moment I seriously thought that Frodo and Sam were going to die on that mountain… Sort of wished they did as it would have made it more interesting," Lara muttered.
"Don't you like Lord of the Rings?" Don asked, making conversation.
"No. I hadn't read the books, but I predicted what was going to happen within the first thirty minutes of the first movie… I've wasted nine hours of my life," Lara sighed.
"Anything else?" Venus wondered, wanting to draw out the conversation for as long as possible.
"Yeah, I didn't develop any attachment to any of the characters. I seriously laughed when Frodo got attacked by that spider thing. Also, Gandalf didn't make any sense. I knew that he was speaking English, yet I didn't understand what he was saying," Ninjalara summarised.
"You must have liked something about it though," Don said for the sake of saying something.
"The only things that saved me from dying of boredom was the New Zealand scenery and that blonde elf dude," Lara admitted.
"Legolas?" Don asked.
"Orlando Bloom?" Venus questioned.
"Yeah him. I could stare at his blonde locks for hours," Lara said with a smile. The girl suddenly frowned when she realised that she had been played. "Hey! You're on purposely increasing the length of this chapter by asking me questions!" Lara accused.
"Please Lara! Don't let this chapter end!" Donatello begged.
"No!"
To be continued…
"And how dare you bait me like that! You know how much I love to blab on about movies! You used that fact to your advantage! How dare you!" Lara said angrily.
"Hey, we didn't increase the length of the chapter then. That was your own doing," Don said with a smirk. Lara frowned when she realised she had been tricked again.
"Oh shut up!"
To be continued…