Kun: I know, you wanna kill me :v review response!
From Josh: Hey! Liked the chapter! Really cool! And I'm sorry about your dad. Totally get it. My grandpa had the same thing. Also, your welcome for the ideas. If you ever need anymore help, PM me on BPP's account. She's going back to Boston in a few hours.
Kun: Thanks for understanding, Josh, I'm sorry for your grandpa too... good thing dad's better... as for the ideas, I'll keep that in mind ;)
From Angelxoxo8: I luv this chapter! Although, Xever as Turtle Trick is a stretch in my opinion...ha ha, Amy freaking out over the phone XD priceless. Also, sorry for not leaving a review sooner...being sick sucked.
Kun: I get it about the sick part... and I used Xever because I couldn't think of anyone else :v
From BPP: Awwww! That was so cool! And it was funny how Leo was so jealous! And I totally get the whole Copy Cat thing. Happened to me one too many times on tests and quizzes. Sorry I didn't comment yesterday. Or read it as soon as I got it. It stinks being mad and stubborn. Loved it!
Kun: No hard feelings, BPP, it was my fault after all... and Leo would obviously be jealous, since someone messes with her Snowflake xD
From Guest: So apparently the voice actor for the 2003 Leo is also in that Miraculous show. Was that why you chose to combine them?
Kun: 2003 Leo isn't in MLB *chuckles* Angelxoxo8 had the idea first, but since she has too many stories to work on, I made her the favour of doing it myself, and I add my own touch with my OC's... you'll see as it goes on.
From Girlyglitter: Wow! That was funny! And I can't wait to see more! You are awesome!
Kun: Not gonna blush, not gonna blush, not gonna blush...
Disclaimer:
The turtles and the MLB characters don't belong to me; but Kevin Eastman, Peter Laird, Thomas Astruc, Jeremy Zag, Mirage, Nickelodeon, and every mark that promotes these cartoons.
Amelia Smith belongs to Angelxoxo8.
Jewel Willow Rosenberg and Mayor Marcus Carlos Rosenberg belong to BabyPinkPuppy (Mayor doesn't appear in this chapter)
Melina Kwanson and most of the OC's belong to nina14j.
Logan Wilson and Cathernie Evans belong to saruina99.
All the other OC's belong to me.
Kun: Grettings to Idontcareiamwritting from Wattpad if she's reading this ;) oh, and itallics is Amy's thoughts, jsyk (just so you know)
Amy walked down the stairs of her room. Her mum was adjusting a cherry blossom on her hair.
"Well?" her mum asked. "With or without?" she pondered. Amy smiled nerviously.
"Um... with, I guess?" she answered, not sure if her answer was accurate.
"Are you sure it's not better without?" Nadia asked again. Amy rolled her eyes. Her mum was so lost into details sometimes.
"You look perfect either way, mum," Amy assured, placing a hand on her mum's shoulder.
"You know it's not everyday you celebrate your 20th anniversary," Nadia said, holding Amy's hands.
"Amelia, could you come a minute, please?" Amy's father called out. She ran down the main stairs, down the hallway and to the bakery. Nadia adjusted the flower. Amy ran to her dad, who was in the counter. Her father turned around, looking like usual with his mustache. "Well?" he asked. Amy blinked confused.
"Well, what?" she repeated.
"My mustache, I cut it," he said as if it was something offensive. "Is it too short? Should I shave the whole thing? Maybe it's a little crooked on one-"
"Dad, you look perfect... except for one thing," she pointed at her dad's clothes, only to reveal him wearing an apron and homie clothes. He grabbed his apron and chuckled nerviously as he walked up-stairs. Amy giggled.
"Thanks, sweetheart," he called out.
"No problem, dad!" she waved at him. 'Such wife, such husband lost into details'
Both Mr. and Mrs. Smith walked out of the backery with Amy behind them... or more like she was pushing them away.
"Come on, you're gonna be late!" she called out.
"Now, don't forget Mrs. Rogers will be coming by to pick up the Empire State cake in 30 minutes," her dad warned, pointing to a cake with the shape of the Empire State, made of coloured macaroons.
"Yeah, sure, no sweat, piece of pie!" she exclaimed and shut the door close. Both Mr. and Mrs. Smith looked at eachother confused at their daughter's attitude, but then shrugged, walking to the restaurant where they were going to spend their anniversary. Amy removed her blouse as Snowy floated out. "Wow, married 20 years, pretty cool, huh, Snowy?" she asked him.
"Yeah, time flies when you're having fun," he said and dashed close to the cake. Amy picked up a Physics book.
"And stands still when you're doing homework," she replied. Snowy giggled.
Nadia and Stanley, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, sat down a table as a waiter left. Stanley noticed a girl from Amy's class in another table and waved.
She had waist-lenght light brown straight hair with a pink headband and black eyes. She wore a white long sleeve under a black leather vest, a hot pink tank top over the t-shirt, a pink noose scarf around her neck, light blue ripped jeans and brown heeled leather boots. The girl waved back as she turned to her dad. He had the same hair and eyes, but wore glasses and had a mustache. He had a black office suit with a light blue t-shirt and a blue scarf as well.
"Those are Amy's parents, you know, one of the chicks I hang out with?" the girl asked.
"Yeah, I remember; they make the best bread in all New York City," he said, but then noticed his daughter's jeans were ripped, un-appropiate for a restaurant like that. "Couldn't you make a little bigger effort to dress properly?"
"What do you mean, dad? I took off my hat," she said, gesturing to her black woolen hat on the table with the word 'Cool' embroided in the front in pink.
"This is a special day, Mona," he cleared out. 'Mona' gave him a look.
"Dad, it's just a birthday, no big deal," she retorted and crossed her arms. Her dad shook a finger and 'tsked' repeatedly.
"No, this is a special birthday," he said as he searched for something in his coat. Mona gasped slightly before her dad pulled out an old silver watch, perfectly polished. "This family relique was made by one of our ancestors many many years ago," he explained, but Mona's face was blank, since she expected something better. "It's been passed down from one generation to the next... on the 16th birthday. And today," he pushed the watch towards Mona. "it's your turn to inherit it,"
"It's pretty sweet, dad, but I got a watch already," she lifted her right wrist, showing her Apple Watch. "Syncronized to my smartphone," she grinned as she adjusted it slightly.
"But, sometimes, there's more to things that meets the eye," her dad explained, interlocking his fingers together. "Let's just say our ancetor was... " he pressed the top of the watch and a blue light emerged from it and the watch opened, revealing a person holding up a watch in a small hologram. "Ahead of his time,"
Mona gasped at the sight. That watch was amazing! She had to had it! She reached up a hand to take it, but her dad shut the watch down.
"Of course, I'd understand if you'd rather me buying you a new pair of boxing gloves," he tempted. Mona's eyes widened. She reached up and took the watch. She couldn't deny such awesome watch!
"No, dad, I'm dying to have it, it's awesome, thank you!" she exclaimed. Her phone rang and she picked up.
"Your friends are waiting?" her dad asked.
"Yeah, but I don't wanna bail on you, it's okay," she assured.
"No, Mona, go ahead, it's your birthday," he said. Mona smiled as she took her hat and put it on. She stepped to her dad and he held her hand. "Please promise you'll take good care of it," he pleaded. Mona nodded.
Amy, sitting on her desktop, was reading her Physics book as Snowy cheered for her... or, more like screaming so loud she could barely focus.
"Come on, Amy, you can do it, just remember the formula!" Snowy exclaimed. Amy pressed her fingers to her head as she tried to focus. "Think, Amy, think!" Amy sighed in irritation as she turned to him.
"I might be able to do it if you wouldn't be distracting me so much with your encouraging words, Snowy," she said a bit exasperated. Snowy giggled. Amy's phone started beeping as Irma's face appeared on the screen. Amy picked up. "Hey, Irma, what's up?" she asked but after hearing Irma's words, grimaced. "The what? The bet between Mona and Raph? No, no, yeah, of course I didn't forget it," she glanced at a fabric banner on her recline bed. "Of course I made the banner... I know everyone's counting on me," she said cooly, but then her eyes widened. "Five minutes? No, no sweat, I'm already on my way, I'll be right there," she hung up and her held her head with her hands.
How would she make it to the Museum of Modern Art in 5 minutes?!
She ran to the banner but Snowy followed her.
"Amy, you have to wait for Mrs. Rogers to pick up her cake!" he exclaimed in worry. Amy groaned in frustration.
"I've got 20 minutes before she gets here, I told them I'd take care of the banner and they're all counting on me!" she exclaimed and grabbed the banner for then hugging it. "Besides, Leo will be there too," she squealed. She started walking to the door out to her room, but Snowy stopped her.
"You'll never make it to the MoMA in 5 minutes, it's way too far!" he called out and Amy thought, an idea crossing her mind.
"Not too far for Snowflake," she replied and winked. "Snowy, Paws On!" a light gleamed from Amy's room as Snowflake ran out from there, carrying the banner with her.
Snowflake jumped down over the MoMA roof and then to the ground. Before anyone noticed her, she changed back into Amy, Snowy hidding in her satchel. She saw her whole classmates already gathered at the backyard. She ran to them and extended the banner, Mona's face embroided and the face of a boy with slightly tanned skin, emerald green eyes and dark brown untidy hair as well.
Everyone cheered at Amy's work, but a particular boy with slight assian features and sapphire blue eyes stepped to her.
"Impressive, Amy," Leo said and winked at her. She smiled sheepishly as a faint blush crossed her face. 'Leo said my banner is impressive!'
"You all picked the wrong side to cheer on," a boy said. He was the same teenage boy from Amy's flag, a bit taller than her and shorter than Leo, but wore a zip-up black hoodie sweatshirt with red sleeves and hood over a nature green t-shirt, black ripped jeans and red sneakers. "Looks like Mona won't show up, she's probably too chicken to fight an extreme athlete like me," he jerked at himself with his thumb proudly.
"Spoke too soon, Raphie Boy," a female voice said. 'Raph' turned around, seeing Mona behind him, her boxing gloves on. She steped to him. "You're ridiculous bets are over, because I'm gonna beat you into a pulp, hot head," she spitted. 'I think those two like eachother'
"You're no match for me; my neck is thicker than your thigh," he retorted.
'Or maybe not'
Irma, holding her phone and standing next to Amy, snickered.
"Is that even a good thing?" she asked to Amy, who giggled. A tall boy stepped between both fighters. He had skin a little bit darker than Raph's, light brown hair and ochre brown eyes, glasses, a white shirt with a purple pullover, a gap on his teeth, black pants, and black sneakers.
"Okay, let's review the official rules, two rounds all over the yard of around 10 metres per 20 long, the last one to stand up declares the victor," he informed. Raph started flexing his muscles to warm up as Mona watched him playfully. "If Raph wins, Mona will relinquish her boxing gloves to him; if Mona wins, Raph will be prohibided from making another dare for the rest of the school year,"
"We're through with all of this stupid dares!"
"Uh-huh, that's right!"
"No more dares!"
Mona stood at one side of the yard as Raph was from the other. The boy in purple held a cloth handkerchief high, as if it was a flag.
"On your marks," Mona got into possition and Raph did as well. "Get ready," Raph was like hopping slightly for exitment.
"Wait!" Mona called out. Raph accidentally took it as a signal and charged but then fell to the ground. The others laughed at Raph's clumsiness.
"What? Giving up already?" Raph smirked. Mona didn't really seem to mind what he had said. She stepped to Irma and handed her her watch.
"Hold this for me, will ya, Irma?" Mona asked carelessly. "I don't wanna drop it during the fight,"
"Hold up, girl, I can't do it, I gotta-"
"Please, guard it with your life, it's a family relique," Mona pleaded as she walked back to the improvised ring. Irma blinked. She had to record the fight for her blog, but she needed both hands to steady the phone, and she couldn't while holding the watch. She glanced at Amy.
"Amy, hold this, I gotta record the fight for my blog," she said kinda carelessly as she handed Amy the watch. She gave Irma a look.
"Whut?"
"On your marks," the boy in purple called out, holding the handkerchief. Mona and Raph got into possition. "Get ready!" he held it higher. Raph cracked his neck. "Fight!" he threw the handkerchief down.
Both teenagers did so and started fighting. Mona threw punches with her gloves, but Raph only had his nude knuckles. Almost looked like a real boxing match. Mikey was holding the banner exitedly, hopping up and down in joy, but Amy was rigid.
Since she was holding Mona's antique and fragile watch with only one hand.
"Irma, Mona asked you to hold it, because I gotta hold up the banner!" Amy called out, but Irma was too focused to listen, since she was recording the fight. Mikey suddenly pulled a little too hard from the banner and Amy was pulled as well...
But she accidentally dropped the watch!
Before Amy could catch it and it fell to the ground in pieces, a hand caught it in the air.
Leo's hand. Amy gasped.
"Need some help?" he asked kindly. Amy gaped slightly, but played cool.
"Yup, thanks, you gotta be careful, even if you are amazing," she answered, not noticing that she had flattered Leo. He grimaced in confusion. "I-I mean, at holding things! In your hands!" she snapped, blushing like a tomato.
Mona punched Raph in the face with her glove and he fell to the ground.
"Round 1, Raph looses," the boy in purple declared.
"Yeah, no need to yell it out loud, Donnie," Raph said with his face on the ground. All the kids cheered for Mona.
"'Amazing at holding things'?" Irma asked uncredibly, as if Amy had said something dumb... which she had.
"Round 2... fight!" Donnie ordered. The two fighters did so and started fighting again. Amy did a face as if she was suffering, but a voice bursted her bubble.
Jewel's.
"Lion Boy," Jewel called out with a smug tone. She was resting her chin on Leo's shoulder. She was now wearing a shoulderless black crop top with a dark pink spaghetti strapped shirt underneath and pink fishnet leggings and a slicked ponytail with dark blue and pink tiger striped highlights."What do you got there?" she asked and then held the watch slopply. "Some super old case or something like that?" Leo's eyes widened.
"Jewel, be careful, that's Mona's!" Leo called out worriedly.
"Oh, really?" she asked. "Well, if it really it's Mona's, it's probally worthless," she retorted as if it wasn't important. Leo glared at her. Amy glared at Jewel as well.
"Give it back to Leo, Jewel," Amy spitted. Jewel shrugged, but didn't hand it back. She pressed the watch and the blue light emerged from it. Jewel gasped.
Mona was taking advantage on the fight. She was about to win. Jewel accidentally dropped the watch, since the light had frightened her. The watch rolled to the floor, luckly it didn't break, but when Mona ran ro give Raph the final punch...
She stomped on the watch. And it broke.
Everyone gasped at it, but since Mona hadn't noticed, she just punched Raph and he fell slumply to the ground.
"Yeah! In your face, hot head!" she turned around to laugh at Raph's misfortune, but then noticed her watch on the ground... broken. She gasped in horror.
"Hey, I call a re-match, that fall back there in the second round threw me off!" Raph called out, showing that he was a bad looser.
Mona ran to where her broken watch was and kneeled down for then picking up the pieces sadly and painfully. But rage loomed over her as well.
"Did you do this, Irma?!" Mona snarled. Irma started sweating.
"Uh, I... had to record the fight, so I gave it to Amy, but she had to hold the banner, so she gave it to Leo, but then Jewel snapped it from him and dropped it and... then you stomped on it," Irma answered nerviously. 'That wasn't going to light up her mood, Irma,' Amy thought in frustration.
"My old man gave me this for my birthday, this watch was totally a family relique!" Mona growled and started to walk away, her eyes tearful. Amy pushed herself out of the crowd to call Mona's attention, still holding the banner.
"But, Mona, it was an accident!" Amy called out.
"Yeah, Mona, we didn't mean to ruin your watch," Leo said. Jewel scoffed and crossed her arms smugly.
"Ugh, as if, I didn't have nothing to do with it," she answered with her typical smug tone. Amy rolled her eyes tiredly. 'Riiight, you had nothing to do with it and you were the one who dropped it... nice'
"You're all to blame!" Mona snarled for then running away, her gloves on, the pieces of her broken heart and watch in her hands, and the tears in her eyes. 'I can't let her go on her own' Amy rolled up the banner and chased after Mona.
"Mona, hold up!" Amy yelled, but Mona didn't pay attention. Snowy popped from her blouse and stood on her shoulder.
"Amy, what about Mrs. Rogers' cake?" the kwami whispered.
"There's still time, hide, Snowy," she whispered back. Mona ran off, Amy following her.
Mona was destroyed. Her dad had trusted her the most valuable family relique they had, and she had accepted the responsability to inherit it. But now, after what her clumsy and stupid classmates had done to her, she had shown that she wasn't a responsible daughter. Even worse, she had shown dishonor and shame to her ancestors.
Because of his classmates.
They had the fault. They had done it. And they would pay for it.
The slidding doors from Shredder's lair opened, the white butterflies fluttering around as the light emerged from the window. Shredder was standing in the middle of the room.
"Such disappointment, frustration and negativity... " Shredder whispered as he clentched his right fist. "Oh, how it fills my heart with acceleration," he smirked evilly. He extended his left palm, allowing a butterfly to land softly on it. He covered the butterfly carefully, dark magic surrounding it. Once he removed his hand, the butterfly was already a black and purple akuma. "Fly away, my little akuma. And evilize her!" he ordered. The akuma fluttered its way out of the window, making its way to find Mona.
Mrs. Rogers, the news reporter, knocked on the Smith's Bakery door, but no one answered. She cupped her hands over her eyes and looked inside the glass door, seeing nothing but the pastries. Maybe there has been a setback and needed to contact the Smiths for answers. She pulled out her phone and dialed Stanley.
Meanwhile, in the restaurant, a waiter left the plates with food for the Smiths. Stanley licked his lips and was about to take a bite, when his phone started beeping. He left his clutery on the table and grabbed his phone, seeing it was Mrs. Rogers.
"It's Mrs. Rogers," Stanley said. Nadia covered her mouth slightly worried as her husband picked up. "Hello? Yeah, I... I know you need your cake right away, I... my daughter's home, she must be up-stairs... I'll phone her inmediately," he said nerviously. He hung up and then dialed Amy.
That young lady was gonna get so nagged.
"Maybe we can fix it?" Amy asked, walking behind Mona, who was walking as well.
"No! This watch was sick, one of a kind, it can't be fixed!" Mona growled.
"Well, there has to be a way to get it back to the way it was," Amy replied. Mona's face twitched as she turned to Amy.
"Like what, huh?" she asked reluctantly. "Go back in time, and change the future?" she crossed her arms and glared at Amy. "Once you figure who to do that, Smith, lemme know," she spitted and started stomping away. Amy stared at her sadly, but her concentration was broken by a sound.
Her phone beeping.
She picked it up and saw it was her father. Her eyes widened.
"Oh, man, this can't be good," she whispered and picked up. Though she didn't notice the akuma fluttering close to her. "Hi, dad," she murmured nerviously.
The akuma fluttered to Mona and landed on her left glove, making it turn black and purple. She looked up, her face red in anger and an akuma shapped mask around her face.
"Timeboxer, I am the Shredder," Shredder said inside her head. "I am granting you the power to seek revenge on the ones who robbed you," he offered. Dark magic started surrounding Mona. "Go back in time and restore the future, and you get to do me a favour in return, when the time is right," he said as he smirked evilly.
"You got it, master Shredder," she answered, smirking evilly.
She was now wearing a pink jumpsuit with black heeled boots, belt, elbow and kneepads, and the insignia of a watch destroyed by a boxing glove on her chest. She wore a looking-like hot pink boxer protection helmet with black and white high-lights and shades coming down from it, only the lower side of her mouth showing, and she wore hot pink lipstick. Her hair was in a low updo with a thin braid, and had a white mini leather skirt underneath her belt. She also had roller blades in her boots and a small power meter on her forearms and boots with white high-lights at the sides of her jumpsuit. Her boxing gloves had grown in size, but they looked more like iron fists, deadlier and more dangerous.
Timeboxer skated behind Amy, but she was talking to her dad... or her dad was doing the talking and she the listening. Amy turned around, seeing an un-known and new super villian in the yard of the MoMA.
"I... I gotta go dad, can't keep Mrs. Rogers waiting," she said rapidly and hung up, running after Timeboxer.
Stanley hung the phone oddly. "She was listening to music," he said. Nadia smiled gently.
Timeboxer skated in speed to her old self's classmates. The others turned around, seeing her. She just chuckled evilly the closer she got.
"Everybody, run!" Leo exclaimed. Nobody hesitated and did as told, scattering.
Timeboxer speeded to Raph and punched him in the back with her right glove. But, as soon as he was touched by her, he was froze in place, un-able to move. The power meter gleamed in red, showing how much energy Timeboxer had gained. Amy ran to Timeboxer, but stopped when she saw Raph frozen.
"Stop, Mona!" Amy called out.
"It's Timeboxer for you, and I'm gonna go back in time and save my watch!" Timeboxer exclaimed. "And I'll use all of you punks to make it!"
The more time Raph was frozen in place, the more he was fading. Like if he was transparent.
"Go back in time?" she asked confused, but then noticed Raph. "What did you do to Raph? Why is he fading?"
"I needed his energy," she replied as if it wasn't such thing. "Besides, the dude was a pain in the rump, anyway, with all those bets," she clentched her fists as she looked at Amy evilly. "He desserves to disappear forever, and so do you!" she charged at Amy, but she moved away.
Amy landed clumsily on the ground but got up. Timeboxer skated back to her, but Amy ran close to the trees from the yard and threw Timeboxer the banner to her face. Timeboxer lost balance becase of the banner and fell to the ground. Timeboxer pulled off the banner and looked around for Amy. Little did she know that she was hidding inside the empty museum.
Amy looked down at her satchel, where Snowy was.
"We gotta transform, now," she ordered determinated.
Snowy floated out of the satchel and spun around in the air. Amy's earing gleamed as she brushed a bang off her left ear.
"Snowy, Paws On!" she exclaimed, flying her head up. Snowy twirled a little and entered her earing, making it gleam and a five-armed light blue snowflake appeared. She brushed both hands through her eyes, making a white and fluffy mask that only covered her eyes appear. Then she passed her hands through her head, making two ice bear ears appear on her head. She extended her left hand, making a long white sleeve appear, ending up in an ice bear paw-shapped glove with a pom pom on her wrist. She spun a little, making her suit be completely white, except for some light blue high-light on the sides of her legs, hips, torso and collarbone and a bigger pom pom on the back of her hips. As she spun, a white yo-yo with the same design of her earings appeared on her hips. She shook her head to the side and her green bow changed to a white and fluffy hairband with light blue glitter and the tips of her hair changed to white, still having a little blonde. She twirled around and did a spin before she raised her leg up with her arms and ended up with her final pose, standing up with an arm streched out and the other one on her hip. Her snowflake symbol appeared behind her.
Timeboxer decided to continue searching for Amy somewhere else. Snowflake jumped to the MoMA roof and looked at Timeboxer determinatedly. She pulled out her yo-yo and threw it at her roller-blades. Timeboxer fell to the ground. Snowflake pulled back her yo-yo to her and smirked.
"Round 1 over, Timeboxer!" Snowflake scoffed, but she didn't expect Timeboxer's next move. Timeboxer saw Venus hiding behind a tree and took advantage.
"Please, help me up, I messed up, please, please," Timeboxer pleaded fakely. Venus, not seeing something bad from her pleads, walked over to Timeboxer to help her up.
Little did she know that it was a set-up.
"No!" Snowflake exclaimed. The moment Venus got close enough, Timeboxer punched her in the gut with her left glove as she laughed evilly and Venus was frozen.
"Sweet Venus, always thinking about others before yourself," Timeboxer said, and checked the power meter on her forearm and grinned evilly. "One minute," she murmured and skated away, chasing for the rest.
"I gotta destroy her akuma before anyone disappears for good," Snowflake murmured distressed. "Where on Earth is that turtle?" she whispered anxiously. She pulled out her yo-yo and swang away. From another side of the yard, Leo was hiding behind a tree. He removed his jacket and turned to Slash hidding inside it.
"Time to transform!" he called out. "Slash, Shell Out!" he ordered, pumping his right fist, right where he had his silver ring. The ring turned green and vacuumed Slash in. Leo raised his right hand, spreading his fingers, allowing Slash to enter it and he spun. Leo raised his hand high, making a five-ridged shell appear on the ring. He brushed two fingers in front of his eyes, making them change into a watery green mask, that covered only his eyes. He brushed a hand through his hair to untidy it a little. After that, he extended his left fist, making a long watery green sleeve apear, which had an elbowpad with the ring's same design. A green light surounded him as his hand changed to a three-fingered glove. He spun a little, making his whole body be covered in a green suit with kneepads with the same design as the elbowpads and ring and had green hunterboots. He bowed, making a five-ridged shell appear on his back, also having a small metal stick tucked in the belt. He did a 360ยบ, then front-kicked and did his final pose, which was him kneeling slightly and clentching his fists to his sides. His symbol appeared behind him.
A girl was running away from Timeboxer. She had a brown zip-up hoodie sweatshirt wearing the hood on with a jean vest over the sweatshirt, a lime green t-shirt, black ripped jeans, dark blue converses, black, long and straight untidy hair, dark blue eyes and green eye-shadow with black eye-liner. The girl tripped over a rock and fell to the ground. She tried getting up, but Timeboxer was fast enough to punch her on her back and freeze her in place as she started to fade.
"There goes Catherine," Timeboxer murmured. The power meter in her boots up-graded as the lights increased from red to orange and from orange to yellow. Snowflake landed next to Catherine. Timeboxer checked her forearm and grinned. "One and a half minutes... you won't be able to stop me the way I'm going, Snowflake!" she excalimed.
A long stick extended to her and it poked her shoulder. She turned around.
"Lemme guess, we're all playing a game of tag and you're it?" Nightblade asked as he retracted his stick and tucked it in his belt.
"Oh, heck yeah," she murmured and skated to Nightblade fastly.
"Don't let her punch you!" Snowflake called out in worry. Nightblade quickly frontflipped over Timeboxer, eluding her attacks and landed on his feet.
"Missed me, a second too late," he murmured as he streched himself.
Timeboxer steadied herself and got up angrily. She heard a beep and turned around, seeing Irma recording her with her phone. Irma started to run away, but Timeboxer laughed evilly. Irma wasn't going to get away so easily for being one of many to blame because of her destroyed watch.
She skated after Irma and punched her back, Irma freezing in place inmediately. Snowflake screamed in horror, seeing her best friend doomed. Timeboxer landed on the ground after jumping and then skated off again.
"Huh, she wastes no time, does she?" Nightblade asked reluctantly.
"And the more people she freezes, the more minutes she gets to go further back in time," Snowflake said in worry, seeing everyone freezed.
Catherine. Jewel and Melina. Irma.
"Those poor kids frozen in time are goners if we don't do something to get that akuma!" Snowflake called out anxiously.
Logan tried hiding behind a bush, but it wasn't enough to hide from Timeboxer. Right when she was about to punch Logan, Snowflake threw her yo-yo and caught Timeboxer's wrist with it. Timeboxer almost fell to the ground, but kept herself steady.
"Keep your fists to yourself," Snowflake scoffed. Timeboxer used enough strength to pull Snowflake close to her and did so, the superhero falling to the ground.
Snowflake looked up, seeing Timeboxer with an evil smirk on her face. The akuma mask appeared in Timeboxer's face as she heard Shredder's voice.
"Now it is the time, Timeboxer, bring her miraculous! The earrings!" he exclaimed. Timeboxer wasted no time and aimed a punch right to Snowflake's face. She yelped in fear. But what she felt wasn't a punch.
But a hug.
She opened her eyes, only to see Nightblade being punched by Timeboxer in his back. And he was fading.
"Nightblade, NO!" Snowflake screamed in horror. As soon as Timeboxer moved her fist from Nightblade, the power meters up-graded their lights to green, completing the meter. Timeboxer checked her meter on her forearm and gaped.
"Oh, wow, six minutes in one go? Must've been those hundreads of years turtles live," she mocked, making Snowflake growl. "Gotta go, the past is waiting," she said, but the akuma mask appeared once again.
"Timeboxer, the miraculous!" Shredder called out furiously. "Get Nightblade's ring before he disappears!" Timeboxer tried getting close to Nightblade, but Snowflake got up in signal to protect his friend.
"Come and get it," Snowflake replied. Timeboxer tried throwing a punch at Snowflake, but she grabbed her wrist and threw her off. Timeboxer got up and smirked.
"Chill out, Shredder, I got a sick plan," she said and started skating away, but also punching the air, like if she was hitting a punching bag. Snowflake growled and threw her yo-yo at Timeboxer, tying her waist.
Snowflake tried holding tightly onto Timeboxer, but she just kept skating and punching faster. Timeboxer skated all over the yard, gaining more and more speed and strength. Snowflake yelped with every bump in the way. After skating and punching faster and faster, some kind of vortex was emerging in front of Timeboxer the faster she skated.
Snowflake screamed in fear when the vortex opened and both her and Timeboxer entered through it.
Round 2 started again as Raph and Mona went back into fight. From a large balcony of the MoMA, both Timeboxer and Snowflake came from the vortex. Timeboxer landed on the ground with ease, but Snowflake tripped and fell on her face to the ground. She looked up painfully, but also confusedly.
"Wha... ? What just happened?" she muttered, but then heard her classmates' cheering. She approached the edge of the roof and saw everyone cheering for Mona in the fight. "W-We went back in time?!" she asked in disbelief.
Jewel held Mona's watch slopply.
"What do you got there? Some super old case or something like that?" Leo's eyes widened.
"Jewel, be careful, that's Mona's!" Leo called out worriedly.
"Oh, really?" she asked. "Well, if it really is Mona's, it's probally worthless," she retorted as if it wasn't important. Leo glared at her. Amy glared at Jewel as well.
"Give it back to Leo, Jewel," Amy spitted. Timeboxer frowned.
"My watch!" Timeboxer yelled. Snowflake waved her arms to call Jewel's attention.
"Jewel, put the watch down!" she screamed. Everyone turned around, seeing Timeboxer front flip in the air and land gracefully on the ground.
Jewel, ascared and confused, dropped the watch again. And it fell to the ground in pieces... again.
"Nooo!" Timeboxer yelled. Before past Mona could give past Raph the final punch, she saw everything that was happening. She stopped, gazing at what had happened to her watch. Timeboxer turned around and glared at Snowflake. "Snowflake, it's all your fault this time!" she pointed angrily at Snowflake. "I need more energy, I gotta go further back in time," she muttered.
Past Mona walked over to the left over pieces of her watch as tears were forming in her eyes.
"Snowflake... it's all Snowflake's fault!" she snarled.
The slidding doors from past Shredder's lair opened, the white butterflies fluttering around as the light emerged from the window. Shredder was standing in the middle of the room.
"Could this be possible? Do I see double vision in my future? Or should I say 'double villian'?" Shredder whispered as he clentched his right fist. He extended his left palm, allowing a butterfly to land softly on it. He covered the butterfly carefully, dark magic surrounding it. Once he removed his hand, the butterfly was already a black and purple akuma. "Fly away, my devilish akuma. And join this troubled soul" he ordered. The akuma fluttered its way out of the window, making its way to find past Mona.
"Everybody, get outta here, don't let her punch you!" Snowflake exclaimed.
Everbody did as told, except for a single person: Mona.
She was kneeling in front of her watch and her eyes were tearful. She didn't notice Shredder's second akuma land on her glove and turning it black and purple. Leo was hiding behind a tree. He opened his jacket and turned to Slash.
"Time to transform," he ordered.
Snowflake was about to jump down when she heard a voice pretty similar to hers.
"Who are you?" Amy asked in awe and confusion. Snowflake grimaced as she walked to Amy.
"Um... look, I really don't have time to explain this quite right now, but I'm you from just a few minutes in the future," she explained quickly. But Amy wasn't buying it.
She walked closer to future Snowflake and glared as she placed her hands on her hips. Amy's satchel opened, Snowy's face popping from it.
"She's right, I can feel it, she really is you," he said. "From the future!" Amy's eyes widened as she turned back to future Snowflake. She covered her mouth from gasping.
"Crazy!" she exclaimed in a muffled tone.
"Listen, I know it seems unbelievable, but trust me," Snowflake assured, but then held her shoulders. "I mean, trust... yourself?" she asked in confusion, but then remembered. "Oh, I almost forgot, dad's gonna call me- I mean, you in two minutes! He won't be happy because Mrs. Rogers is waiting for you outside the backery door!" she informed in worry.
"The cake!" Amy realized, pulling out her phone. "But I still got-"
"Time? Yeah, I thought of that myself, but Mrs. Rogers will be earlier than expected, leave now and make sure to take care of the cake, okay?" she placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "No worries, Snowflake can handle this single handed," she sid in confidence. Amy nodded and walked out of the balcony and into the MoMA. "How the heck do I get myself into this crazy situations?" she murmured to herself.
Mona, already transformed into Timeboxer number two, looked up, seeing her past self offering her a hand.
(A/N: From now on, the clones are Time 1 and Time 2... :v)
Time 2 took Time 1's hand and got up. Nightblade jumped down behind Snowflake.
"Nightblade, I really don't have time to explain, but we've gotta capture Timeboxer's akuma, your life depends on it!" she called out worriedly.
"Which life? Turtles are practically immortal," he said playfully. Snowflake's face twitched as she turned to Nightblade.
"I'm serious, the akuma is in her boxing gloves, we gotta release it!" she exclaimed. Nightblade nodded.
Both superheroes jumped down and landed on the ground. Time 1 turned around, revealing how Time 2 was behind her, both of them ready to fight them.
"Is it just me or am I seeing double?" Nightblade asked in confusion.
"Another thing that I don't have time to explain now," she said quickly.
"The energy from these two will be enough for us to go further back in time," Time 1 said.
"I want my watch back," Time 2 followed, clentching her fists. "Let's do it!"
"Whatever you do, Night, don't let any of them punch you!" Snowflake exclaimed.
"Get their miraculouses, Timeboxer!" Shredder exclaimed through both supervillians.
Nightblade pulled ot his stick and extended it as he started fighting Time 2. She threw punches but Nightblade eluded them with his stick. Snowflake was avoiding Time 1's punches. She kicked Time 1 in the chest.
Nightblade pushed Time 2 with his stick, making her fall to the ground. She got up and charged at him, grabbing his stick, but he layed on his shell and pushed her off with both legs.
Snowflake grabbed Time 1's wrist with her yo-yo and threw her off.
"If we were faster, those bozos would be no match for us," Time 1 snarled.
"Then let's stuck upon more energy first and then we destroy them," Time 2 continued.
Both Timeboxers started skating off all around the big yard. Snowflake and Nightblade didn't hesitate and started running after them. Time 1 punched a man and Time 2 a woman. Both started to fade. The faster both villians skated and punched people, the more energy they were gaining.
Amy ran to the backery, seeing Mrs. Rogers standing in front of the door and speaking to Amy's dad by the phone.
"Oh, wait, here she is," Mrs. Rogers said and hung up as Amy caught her breath.
Stanley hung up and turned to Nadia.
"It's all good," he said. Nadia smiled in relief.
Mrs. Rogers was now holding the cake in a large white box with a pink ribbon.
"Sorry... again, for making you wait," Amy apologized. Mrs. Rogers nodded in understanding and walked off with her cake. Amy closed the door and sighed in relief. Snowy floated out of her satchel.
"Mission acomplished," he said.
"You mean mission number 1 acomplished," Amy retorted with a grin. "Time for mission number 2!" she smirked. Amy's earing gleamed as she brushed a bang off her left ear.
"Snowy, Paws On!" she exclaimed, flying her head up. Snowy twirled a little and entered her earing, making it gleam and a five-armed light blue snowflake appeared. She brushed both hands through her eyes, making a white and fluffy mask that only covered her eyes appear. Then she passed her hands through her head, making two ice bear ears appear on her head. She extended her left hand, making a long white sleeve appear, ending up in an ice bear paw-shapped glove with a pom pom on her wrist. She spun a little, making her suit be completely white, except for some light blue high-light on the sides of her legs, hips, torso and collarbone and a bigger pom pom on the back of her hips. As she spun, a white yo-yo with the same design of her earings appeared on her hips. She shook her head to the side and her green bow changed to a white and fluffy hairband with light blue glitter and the tips of her hair changed to white, still having a little blonde. She twirled around and did a spin before she raised her leg up with her arms and ended up with her final pose, standing up with an arm streched out and the other one on her hip. Her snowflake symbol appeared behind her.
Both Timeboxers kept on skating faster and faster, Snowflake and Nightblade following behind them. Time 1 stopped as the power meter in her boots gleamed green and Time 2 skated right next to her, her boots the same.
"We've got enough speed, let's go hard core on Snowflake and Nightblade," Time 1 said.
"Once we get the energy from these two," Time 2 continued.
"We'll be able to go back in time together,"
"And get our watch back,"
Time 1 and 2 charged at Snowflake and Nightblade, ready to take their energy needed to get their watch.
"Weren't we the ones chasing them?" Nightblade asked in confusion. Niether of both super villians gave signals to stop. Snowflake and Nightblade made fighting stances.
Before any of both Timeboxers could punch any of them, a white yo-yo with a light blue snowflake printed on the middle was thrown at the villians' feet, making them loose balance. Snowflake and Nightblade looked up, seeing Snowflake number 2 up n the MoMA balcony!
"You two need a hand down there?" Snow 2 exclaimed.
(A/N: Same case as villians :v)
"Thanks!" Snow 1 called out. Nightblade gaped at both of them. Two Snowflakes in the same place?! Snow 2 jumped down next to them, having Nightblade between them.
"They're insane on their boxing gloves," Snow 2 comented.
"And unstopable in the ring," Snow 1 retorted.
"What if they're not on the ring?" Snow 2 asked playfully. The more both Snowflakes spoke, the more exited Nightblade was.
"Two Snowflakes?" Nightblade asked, beaming. "I'm in Heaven," he murmured with his hands interlocked. Both Snowflakes rolled their eyes.
"Change of plans: we better go back in time now, so there will be less of them," Time 1 suggested.
"I'm down with that," Time 2 answered.
"Do not fail me this time," Shredder warned inside their heads.
The two Timeboxers started skating in the opposite directions. Snowlfakes' eyes widened.
"They're planning to go back in time again," they both deduced. They pulled out their yo-yo's and threw them up. "Lucky Charm!" they exclaimed. Their yo-yo spun, making small snowflakes come out of them. The snowflakes created a white transit cone and a bike padlock with light blue snowflakes printed on them. Both female superheroes turned to eachother confused. "Any ideas?"
"While you two figure it out, I'm going to buy you two some time," Nightblade answered, for then running after the villians.
Snow 1 used her Snow Vision and thought. She spotted a sign of an ice cream stand and gasped. She turned to Snow 2.
"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" she asked with a smirk.
"Absolutely," Snow 2 answered.
As Timeboxers were punching the air and skating to gain speed, Nightblade aproached to a building of the MoMA. He pulled out his stick and pressed the shell-shapped button, making his stick turn into a katana.
"Cataclysm!" he exclaimed. He opened his right hand, making a black and green magic sphere form, grabbed the katana and the magic started emanating from the blade.
As soon as he did that, he stabbed the building wall with it. The walls cracked and the whole place fell to the ground. Timeboxers gasped in confusion and turned roughly. As they skated further, they saw Snow 1 standing in the middle.
"Let's freeze her on the way back," Time 1 comanded.
Little did they know that she was prepared with the bike padlock. They both prepared their boxing gloves to punch her, but Snow 1 was faster. As soon as they skated between her, she backflipped and locked their feet together with the padlock. They both freaked out. Snow 2 put the sign over the cone, right on schedule for them to skate on it.
"We're going too fast!" Time 2 called out, inches away from the improvised ramp. "We can't stop!"
Right after they both rolled on the ramp, Snow 1 started twirling her yo-yo.
"Now!" she exlcaimed, throwing her yo-yo. Snow 2 did the same as they both caught their left gloves. Both Snowflakes pulled back their yo-yos as they caught the gloves. The Timeboxers fell to the ground as the superheroes took the iron gloves and slammed them to the ground, destroying them.
The akumas started fluttering out of the destroyed gloves and the Snowflakes brought their yo-yos to their right hands.
"No more evil doing for you, little akuma," they declared. They passed all her five fingers on their yo-yos, making them open in five ridges, each over every arm of the snowflake. The ridges retrieved inside the yo-yos, creating a bluish light from inside. They made them swing rapidly and raised a leg. "Time to purify!" they exclaimed happily. They threw their yo-yos and caught the darkened butterflies. They pressed a button and released the butterflies. "Bye bye, little butterfly," they said with a smile. They took the items and threw them in the air. "Miraculous Snowflake!" they exclaimed.
Snow flew around the yard as every teenager frozen in places was back, the tower and the sign fixed and Mona's watch as well. Both Snowflakes fist-bumped after Snow 1 took the watch.
"Pounded," they giggled. Snow flew around them as they 'fused' back into one, the original Snowflake holding Mona's watch. Snow flew around the Timeboxers as they 'fused' and turned back into Mona. She blinked in confusion, since she didn't remember what had happened.
"Snowflake?" Mona stammered as Snowflake bent down to her.
"I think this is yours," Snowflake said as she handed back Mona's watch to her. Mona gasped sharply. Had Snowflake been able to fix it?!
"Sweet!" she cheered, "How did you fix it? Thank you!" she beamed but then frowned as she got up. "I never should've asked for someone to look after it, I should have been responsible for it. My bad,"
"Responsability isn't something to be taken lightly," Snowflake soothed. "I more than anyone should know,"
"You're more than right, I'll be more careful next time," Mona assured. "Thank you, Snowflake," she said as she started to walk away. Snowflake smiled at Mona. 'Good thing I made her learn something new'
Nighblade stepped to her. "Too bad, I was starting to get used to have 2 Snowflakes around," he comented with a flirty tone.
"Well, now you're gonna have to get used to have no Snowflakes around," she answered with the same tone as she poked his chest. "Gotta bear out before I transform back to normal," she said, pulled out her yo-yo and swung away. Nightblade groaned in frustration, but then placed his hands on his hips.
"She'll fall for me someday, it's only a matter of time," he assured himself.
"You have won me this time, Snowflake and Nightblade," Shredder murmured in anger. "But one day, past, present or future, you will be destroyed!" he snarled as he clentched his fists. "And I will have your miraculouses! I will be unstopable!" he yelled through-out his lair as he laughed evilly. The doors from the window shut down.
Mr. and Mrs. Smith entered the backery, seeing Amy sitting on the counter, reading her Physics book. She looked up and beamed.
"Oh, hi!" Amy greeted cheerfully... though her parents had un-amused faces. "Soo? Did you have a nice anniversary?" she asked playfully.
"We indeed have," her father answered, scratching his neck. "Although, it was a close call," he warned, making Amy grimace. 'Aw, shoot, I thought they forgot,'
"Oh, yeah, he he... Mrs. Rogers," she said a little ashamed as her parents walked close her. "I'm really sorry I left you waiting,"
"Next time, please wait for the costumer at the backery and not in your room listening to your loud music," Nadia warned.
"Got it," she held up a promising hand. "I promise I won't screw up next time," she declared in determination. Stanley grinned.
"Good, 'cause mum's right," he turned to his wife and hugged her waist, "there's only 1 Amelia and we're all counting on her," he said maturely and winked at his daughter.
'Good thing you don't know what happened to me today,' she thought and giggled. She walked over to her parents and hugged them tight. Her mum was right. Only one Amelia to count on, which meant that she would have to make bigger efforts for being a good person. Both as her Amelia side... and her Snowflake side.
KS: Yay! Hope you liked it, remember to review! Mwah kiss! *blows kiss*