KS: Hey! I know, I'm taking too long to update :v my school sucks sometimes...
From BPP: Loved it x1000000! Great job! And Amy's such a clutz. She really needs to be more careful. *giggles* Looking forward to the next one! Toodles!
KS: Yeah, Amy's kinda klutzy when it comes to love xD
From Redbat132: *Applauding* Bravo! Loved the chapter. You did great. I can't wait to see what happens next. And why did you slowly walk away when I asked about Irma being part Kraang? Is there something you're not telling me? *Gasping in horror or shock* Are you saying that Irma is going to become Kraang Subprime when akumatized?! Are you serious?!
KS: *hides behind a wall* Next chapter comes to prove that... I won't tell you, because I'm evil! *smiles and laughs like a retard*
From MPN: I'm not sure if all this Greek mythology is correct... you should ask Amarylis. She's a big fan of Rick Riordan,writer of several Greek Myth books. Snow-Blog? Is his the best you've got? Sorry, that was rude of me, although I think that SnowSite would be better than Snow-Blog. I think it's called LadyBlog since Ladybug. And SnowSite isn't really related to Snowflake, but it's the best I've got. Actually, come to think of it, could be better, or maybe Snowflake 101, or maybe 123Snows, or maybe 100Snowflakes. I dunno. You should ask Mikey about that, I'm not really good at naming stuff. As in, all my OCs names come from a particular site. But anyway, great chapter, although I was a little underwhelmed by the last one, I can't wait to see what you've got in store for Snowflake and Nightblade's version of Lady Wifi. That's like one of the best episodes! I actually found out that Thomas Astruc was able to write and animate 26 episodes of Miraculous Ladybug in just three months, probably the same time as Leo's coma. Ah well, I'm going on and on again. I've got homework to do. I mean, seriously, what school gives you a stack of homework and a project for every subject on the first few weeks? Mine does. And who gives him/herself a harder time when he/she already has a difficulty with school? I do. Meet Miracle Willson, the girl who likes to keep things simple but decides to make them complicated. Come to think of it, this is the longest review I've ever written for anyone. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing since I'm too lazy to look back, but great job! And I hope that you forgive me for any typos.
Love ya, Mira️
KS: Well, I consider myself good in Greek Mythology too. I know this isn't what happened exactly in the real myths, but it was as accurate as I could do it. As for Snow-Blog... lack of inspiration. I don't know if I'll use those suggestions or not, but thanks for the advice anyway. I'm worse than you in English, so I dunno if there are any typos. *shrugs*
From The-Lithe-And-Lethal: Oh my gosh this story is amazing! Will Amy ever realize that Leo is Nightblade? Will Leo ever find out that Amy is the love of his life? C'mon you're killin' me here *high-pitched whining*
KS: *picks ear painfully* As chapters go on, you'll find out. I'm glad you liked the story :)
From Random: Can you plz tell us who would be the voice of the OC's, Melina, Amy, Jewel, and Zach? Plz?
KS: Well, for Melina it would be Miranda Cosgrove. For Amy, Tara Strong. For Jewel it would be China Anne McClain and... by Zack, you mean Zack from my Happy Mother's Day, Tang Shen one shot story?
Disclaimer:
The turtles and the MLB characters don't belong to me; but Kevin Eastman, Peter Laird, Thomas Astruc, Jeremy Zag, Mirage, Nickelodeon, Zagtoons and every mark that promotes these cartoons.
Amelia Smith belongs to Angelxoxo8
Jewel Willow Rosenberg and Mayor Marcus Carlos Rosenberg belong to BabyPinkPuppy
Melina Kwanson and most of the OCs belong to nina14j
Logan Wilson and Catherine Evans belong to saruina99
All of the other OCs belong to me
In Rosevelt High, in Amy's class, Principal Jefferson was giving an important announcement to the class. He was an elderly man, around his late 50's, wearing black office pants and coat, a light blue shirt and dark blue tie. He had a thick grey beard and grey hair, which was starting to grow bald on the top of his head, thick eyebrows and brown eyes.
Next to him was the teacher, Miss Gwen Brooks. A woman with beach blonde wavy hair with a few bangs falling off, her hair slightly falling down her shoulders, lagoon blue eyes with a few green speckles, pale skin, and soft pink lips. She wore a dark blue shirt with dark purple lapels under a light blue coat, a dark purple skirt falling down her knees and black leather boots with black stocking.
"You only have one day to work on your fashion piece," Principal Jefferson announced to the class. "And it must be your own design. In 10 hours, your finished presentation will be judged by none other than the great fashion designer, Oroku Saki," he moved away as Miss Brooks pressed a button in a remote to a monitor on the ceiling, showing a photo of Mr. Oroku, smiling enigmatically. "The father of our very own student, Oroku Leonardo," he gestured to Leo, who smiled sheepishly as he scratched his head while blushing faintly. All the other students gaped in amusement. Mikey elbowed Leo playfully. "In fact, Leonardo will model the winning design in his next photoshoot,"
Amy gasped softly as Irma elbowed her playfully in her arm. If she won, Leo would use her own fashion piece for his next photoshoot! It was a lifetime chance!
"And now, to announce this year's theme: Fedora hats!" the teacher changed the image for a grey Fedora hat.
All the sudents' gazes changed to confusion. The requested Fedora hats this year for the fashion project? Amy turned to Irma confusedly.
"Fedora hats?" she whispered. She looked back in front, seeing Jewel in the front seat with Melina next to her, who showed Amy a thumbs-down, smiling smugly.
"Aw, yeah!" Mikey said, pumping his fist. Everyone turned to him as he adjusted his green plaid Fedora hat. "I don't have to do the job," he said proudly. Everyone groaned. Amy facepalmed as Leo rolled his eyes.
Later after class, during the break, Amy was pacing in front of a banch, flipping the pages of her pink sketchpad with two printed roses.
"Fedora hat... Fedora hat... Fedora hat... Fedora hat!" Amy yelled in agony. "I don't have any Fedora hat designs!" she stopped pacing and turned to Irma, who was on the banch. "I have top hats, caps, even two horn hats!" she gestured two horns on her head, making Irma chuckle to herself. "Need a beret? I'm your girl. Sombrero? No problemo! But, a Fedora?!" she looked back at her sketchpad.
"Aren't you overreacting?" Irma asked her.
"No! Because, you know what?" a chalkboard background appeared behind her. "It won't even mater, 'cause I'll probably make a total klutz of myself at the event; most likely trip over my stupid Fedora and colalpse on Mr. Oroku!" she held her head fearfully. "Giving him a terrible concussion and Leo will hate me!" a red chalk heart appeared behind her as it broke in two. She held her face in agony. "I'll never be a world known fashion designer, my life is over!" she dropped to the ground, falling on her knees and flopped her head on Irma's knees, who was sitting on the banch. Irma grinned as she grabbed Amy by her arms, making her look at her.
"All over because of a Fedora hat?" Irma asked slyly. "Lemme see your sketchpad, girl," Amy handed her her sketchpad as Irma flipped the pages. "There must be something useful here," she said. Amy sat next to her, hugging her right leg.
"Forget it, I'm a disaster and I'll probably mess everything up," Amy drooped, now hugging both of her legs.
"Wow, Irma," said a male voice close to the girls, making Amy yelp and jump off the banch. "Those are some awesome designs. I didn't know you were so talented," he complimented. Irma cleared her throat awkwardly.
"Thanks, Leo, but I can't take the credit," Irma gestured to Amy, kneeling at the edge of the banch as Leo raised an eyebrow at the brunette. "All of these cool designs belong to Amy," said brunette smiled sheepishly and waved. "Awesome, right?"
"You're really talented, Amy," Leo complimented her. "You really have a good chance of winning," Irma discretely winked at her, in signal to talk to him. Amy gluped and got up.
"Um, yeah, I, uh... like designs that, uh... go... " Irma discretly gave her a thumb-up. "Up-wards?" Leo rose a confused eyebrow as Irma made a 'stop it' gesture with her hands. "While stopping... I mean- ! Ugh, uh, thanks?" Irma silently facepalmed and Leo grinned.
"Sure," he said, deciding that he shouldn't question what Amy just said. "Good luck... maybe I'll be wearing your Fedora at my father's next photoshoot," Amy smiled gently as Leo waved, walking away.
"Girl, you gotta get a grip next time," Irma grunted, stepping to her. "But, did you hear?! Leo thinks you have great chances of winning!" they both squealed as they hopped up and down in joy.
Little did they know that Jewel and Melina were looking at them from behind a column.
"Did you hear how impressed Leo was about Amy's desi- ?"
"Of course I heard!" Jewel snapped, interrupting Melina. "Her? Win the contest?" she scoffed. "As if. When Lion Boy sees my design, he'll convience his father to make me the winner!" she crossed her arms, leaning on the column. Melina smiled nerviously.
"Or course he will, Jewel," she said, sweating. "You're a born champion! Your design will blow everyone else's out of the water!" she cheered silently, making sure Irma and Amy wouldn't listen. Jewel was just looking at Amy's sketchpad with an evil smirk.
"Yeah, of course it will," she followed. "Just as soon as I get my hands on that sketchpad," she muttered, seeing Irma shutting it close. Irma looked down at her phone, nine hours timed on her cell phone.
"Only have 9 hours and then, show time," Irma comented. Amy yelped.
"I'm out of my secret garden of inspiration, I'll see you later!" she said, walking right... into a wall. She got off and ran to the exit of the school. "I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay!" she accidentally slipped off the exit, stopped and ran back to the door. Irma rolled her eyes with a smirk.
That girl really was a mystery sometimes.
The slidding doors from Shredder's lair opened as the white butterflies in the room started fluttering around because of the light.
"The time has come for us to finding our next victim, my wicked little akumas," Shredder murmured. "Little pray of Snowflake and Nightblade... their miraculouses must be mine!" he clentched his fist.
Amy was on the grass floor, in front of the Statue of Liberty, looking up at it, a pencil on her right hand, her head in her left hand and her sketchpad on her lap.
She doodled something on her sketchbook: her Fedora design. Though it seemed kinda... silly for her. She grimaced in frustration. 'Leo said I am really talented, why can't I make a good design?' She sighed in irritation, ripped the page off and crampled it.
"Man, it's hard being creative under pressure," she mumbled to herself. Snowy popped out from her satchel with a smile.
"You're really talented, Amy," he complimented her. "Besides, you save the world under pressure. I'm sure making this Fedora will be a piece of cake," the ice bear said grinning. Amy placed a hand on her chin with a smile.
'A cake Fedora sounds really good'
"Hmm... a cake Fedora hat, stylish and tasty!" she followed in joy. Both of them giggled.
Amy started working her imagination. Her first doodles made a Fedora with a sunflower on the lapel, wrapped in a thin lace and some oats on the lace bow. Nah, maybe not the best for Leo.
Then one with a gem stone on top of the bow with two butterflies on the lapel. Nope, not what Leo would wear.
The next one had a music note symbol, plus sheet music printed all over. Leo loved music, but that wouldn't be something to wear on a photoshoot.
The fourth one was wrapped in a lace like a gift box. No, that wasn't a present, it was a hat. Leo didn't want a present.
Next had a small gem stone on the bow with printed feathers and 2 jasmines. No, Leo didn't do jasmines... Amy thought.
6 crampled designs, 10, 14. Being creative now really was a challenge for the poor brunette. Especially, not only for a school project. Leo was going to wear that hat. Leo. She had to think of something that would be both creative and suitable for him. Otherwise, she could end up making something he wouldn't like.
She looked up tiredly, seeing a weird man. He had a black tux with a dark blue bow and a matching Homburg hat. He had pale skin, blue eyes and black hair, starting to grow white on the back of his head. The weirdest aspect of the man was that he was doing crow noises and movements. Like a real crow. He sat down on a banch and pulled out a bird caller hanging from his neck and blew on it, making real screeching crow noises, calling out lots of crows.
Amy chuckled to herself before a crow flew down close to her. The man pulled out a paper bag with bird food and threw a handfull around to feed the crows.
"Well, happy day, happy day!" he exclaimed happily. "So splendid is the afternoon day!" a crow rested his body on the man's arm. "Oh, Aristotle, you fancy one," he fed the crow a seed, making it flutter. "Fantastic! Dazzling preformance!" he cheered as Rudolph, the police officer, walked past the crows, making them fly away.
"Get outta here, you prey birds!" he snarled, making the crows fly in fear. "How many times do I need to tell you, Mr. Falco?!" Rudolph held the bird food bag. "No. Feeding. The crows! It's strictly forbiden! If anyone feeds them, they'll leave their waste everywhere!" he gestured the park. Amy grimaced at the sight of the argument.
"But, who's going to feed my poor crows?" Mr. Falco asked sadly.
"All the park keepers know you, Mr. Falco!" Rudolph exclaimed. "You're bad for every park in New York! Leave now or I'll call the authorities! ... Oh, wait, I'm the authorities," he smirked. "Get out!"
Mr. Falco slowly got up from the banch, walking away, head dropped. Amy looked at him sadly.
"Sheesh, I almost feel sorry for that man," she mumbled. Snowy popped his head from Amy's satchel.
"Neat character," he comented. "He was like... a human bird! All he needed was a feathered jacket to complete the looks!" Amy smirked, placing a hand on her chin.
"Feathered jacket, huh?" she started doodling in her sketchpad. "Nice thinking, Snowy!"
Mr. Falco walked to a banch in High Line and sat. What Officer Rudolph said was really mean. He wanted to feed the crows. Help them. They were his reason of living. Was there something wrong on that? Crows were majestuos creatures. He wanted to help presservate them in the so said Best City in the Universe.
Officer Rudolph shouldn't decide if crows were meant to eat or not. They were Mr. Falco's friends.
Crows were supposed to have the right to live in New York City.
"Poor Mr. Falco," Shredder murmured to his evil akumas. "The feeling of injustice... such easy pray for my akuma," he clentched his fist. He extended his palm, allowing a butterfly to land softly on it. He carefully covered the butterfly with his other hand, darm magic surrounding it until becoming a balck and dark purple akuma. He let the butterfly flutter away. "Fly away, my little akuma, and evilize him!" he ordered.
The akuma fluttered out of the window, making its way to finding Mr. Falco.
The akuma found Mr. Falco on the banch, lots of crows around him. The akuma fluttered to his bird caller, turning it black and dark purple. He looked up, his face red in anger and an akuma mask on his face.
"Mr. Crow, I am the Shredder," Shredder spoke inside his head. "Niether this police officer nor any other of the park keepers should stop you from taking care of your friends. What would New York City be without crows? What would crows be without you?" he tempted.
Mr. Falco smirked and chuckled evilly as dark magic started surrounding him. He extended his arms as the magic disipated, revealing his new form. A skin raven black tight suit with dark blue speckles on his back, resembling a mockingjay's feathers with grey on his calves lower. His bird caller now was black and dark blue. The man did screeching noises as he ran through High Line, jumping and moving his arms like if he fluttered.
From a far away tree, Jewel was looking at Amy sitting on the grass, doodling. Melina was behind another far away tree, from the other side of the park. Jewel turned to Melina and signaled 'O.K'. Melina nodded as she showed her a thumbs-up and stepped a few feet closer to Amy, who finished her Fedora design, still hidding behind a tree.
Amy held up her sketchpad, seeing her design, marvelled: a gem stone on top of the bow with three real feathers, an embroidery on the lace and small feathers on the top side of the hat. Melina squinted stealthly as she snapped a picture with Jewel's phone.
"Now, that's a Fedora!" Snowy complimented her.
"Thanks, Snowy," Amy giggled. Melina ran back to Jewel, who was looking down at her manicure.
"We're sooo awesome!" Melina pumped her fist. Jewel turned to her, her face as flat as a board.
"'We'?" she asked unamused as she snatched her phone, which had a black case with pink tiger stripes which had hot pink glitter.
"Sorry, I-I mean... you're so awesome, Jewel!" Melina said nerviously, making Jewel smirk to herself as she looked down at the picture. "So, when are we- uh, you, going to make the hat?" she asked. Jewel turned to her as she fake gasped, placing a hurtful hand on her chest.
"Are you serious? And ruining this beautiful manicure?" she shower her nails, painted in hot pink with black tiger stripes. She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Of course not! Daddy will pay someone else to do it," she walked away, smirking as she looked down at the picture in her phone. Melina shrugged as she followed Jewel.
Up in her room, Amy started working. She marked the necessary amount of cloth with a ruler and a pencil and then trimmed it with scissors. Using cardboard, she made the support for her Fedora, sticking her tongue out in focus. When she was stabbing the needle for stitching the cardboard, she accidentally picked her finger.
"Ow!" she sucked her picked finger painfully. Snowy walked over to her with an apple, but accidentally tripped with some scissors, since the apple was to big. As the apple rolled down the table, Amy grabbed it and took a bite from it, smiling. Snowy giggled.
Around 13:20 pm, Amy was looking down at her Fedora hat, but something was missing.
The embroided lace? It was there, not in the hat yet, but still there. The gem stone? Yeah, also. The small feathers? Of course... feathers... feather... Uh oh.
Amy's eyes widened to the size of baseballs as she looked down her desktop in worry. 'No, no, no, no, no, don't tell me I don't have them!'
"Uh... what are you looking for?" Snowy asked confused.
"The feathers! I forgot to pick 3 mockingjay feathers for the hat! It needs to have 3 feathers!" she shrieked in frustration.
Running as fast as she could, she ran to where High Line was, since that's where the most mockingjays happened to be around daytime. When a few mockingjays were pecking the ground for eating, she came bargging through, making them fly away. Luckly, a few feathers fell off them. She picked up three of them, smiling. When she was running back to her house, she bumped into Rudolph, who showed her a skeptical eyebrow. She smiled sheepishly.
"Um, sorry, mister oficer, sir," she walked away nerviously. Rudolph placed his hands on his hips, looking at Amy skeptically. But the shrugged it off as he grinned, greatfull that she at least respected the law.
When he was starting to walk away, he saw a flock of crows approaching him. A really big flock. Only the crow black feathers were left behind.
Once Amy was out of High Line and on a bus back home, she started to grow unpacient. There was too much transit, were they ever going to move?! She was tapping her finger on her arm as she spotted crow landing on a traffic light changing from red to green. Her gaze chaged from impatience to agony as she stood up, walking to the driver.
"Come on, can't we go any faster?!" she looked out to the driver's windshield, seeing two cars badly parked in the middle of the street, plus two buses as well. Appart from lots of crows on the street, on the cars. Everywhere.
"Sorry, folks, we have a situation here," the driver said as the door of the bus opened. "You'll have to get off the bus now," as Amy got off thew bus, she saw lots of crows on the floor, ruffling their feathers and pecking the floor.
"This... is weird," she mumbled, walking away. As she walked around the city, she saw lots of crows on cars, signs, balconies, everywhere! She saw some TV's in a TV shop, where the news were.
"Crows have taken over New York City," Lauren Rogers said from the TV, reporting the news. "This is just one of the many alarming situations giving the authorities chaos of major concern," Amy's eyes widened as she watched from behind the crowd what was happening. Lauren placed a hand on her ear mic, hearing something. "Yes. I have just been told that someone named 'Mr. Crow' is making an announcement," a small screen next to Lauren appeared, as a recording of Mr. Crow on one of the side buildings of the Empire State.
"Oh, teary day, poor newyorkers!" he did crow sounds. "I'm sorry to ruffle your feathers, but New York now belongs to the crows! Flap flap!" he did again crow sounds. Amy gasped as she ran downstairs a metro station. She kneeled down, opening her satchel.
"New York needs us," she whispered. 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 a hand 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.
Snowflake ran through the rooftops, jumping from a building to another. She leaped over a chimney and front-flipped to another roof. Just when she stood on a roof, she saw something weird on the sky.
Crows flying in flocks, like if they were planes. Literally, they all formed planes.
"Okay, that's weird," Snowflake whispered to herself.
"Birds of the feather walk together," said Nightblade, who was leaning in a 'hot' pose on the rooftop at her left. He sneezed loudly, rolling down to the edge. He got up, scratching his neck awkwardly as Snowflake crossed her arms. "Sorry, I'm allergic to feathers," he sneezed again.
"Well, that's helpful," she said sarcastically, placing her hands on her hips.
"Tell me about it," he followed. He was about to sneeze again, if Snowflake hadn't placed a finger under his nose. "Thanks," he wiped his nose and slurped. "These birds are only part of the problem; the park keepers of New York are vanishing without a trace!" he explained. Snowflake gasped.
"We have to track down Mr. Crow, A.S.A.P!" she exclaimed, looking out at the sky.
"Yeah? Well, where are we gonna find him?" Nightblade crossed his arms. Snowflake placed a hand on her chin. 'I'm starting to have an idea'
"Hmm... I don't know where we can find him, but I do know where he can find us!"
Nightblade was in the middle of Central Park with a police hat on his head, whistling innocently. Snowflake was behind a tree. Nightblade started tapping his foot on the floor to the beat of a song on his head. He started dancing on his place. As he did some movements, he started dancing to the Gangnam Style. Snowflake popped from behind the tree.
"You're supposed to act natural, Night! Either ways, he'll never show up!" she whispered. As Nightblade daced back, Moonwalking, he smirked to the ice bear superhero.
"What do you mean? I am acting natural," he whispered back. He winked at her and she rolled her eyes. Little did they know that a crow was looking at them from a light post. The crow flew away, right to where Mr. Crow was on a statue. He landed on his forearm, saying something on crow-language.
"Snowflake and Nightblade?" Mr. Crow beamed. "Well done, buddy boy," he scratched the crow's chin. "Crows will reign supreme... Crows will conquer!" he let himself fall off the statue as a flock of crows caught him, carrying him.
As Nightblade paced around the park, Snowflake was hidding behind a tree.
"Come on, where is he? He should already be here," she whispered to herself.
As a floak of crows flew over Nightblade, he let out a sneeze. He looked up as crows agrouped, forming into a giant 'ball'. Nightblade screamed as the crow ball caught him, taking him away. Snowflake peeked, seeing the crows. Her eyes widened as she chased after them, swinging her yo-yo as fast as she could. She swung her yo-yo to a light post, swinging herself. She front-flipped, landing on the rooftops, chasing after those crows. She leaped to another rooftop, one after another, following the crow flock. She jumped to another roof, then another, then another one. She decided to hid behind a chimney on one rooftop, seeing the flock taking Nightblade to a hotel rooftop.
The 'King Hotel'. The Mayor's hotel.
The crows dropped Nightblade on top of the pool cover, feathers falling away. He dusted himself angrily and sneezed. Crows on the railings, sunshades and chairs screeched as Snowflake walked up to Nightblade.
"Where's that corn brain Mr. Crow guy?" Nightblade asked expectantly.
"He must be around here somewhere," Snowflake pointed out, looking around warily. Little did they know that Mr. Crow was over a 'ball' of crows flying, his arms crossed, looking down at the superhero duet with contempt. The akuma mask appeared on his face.
"If you really want to give New York back to the crows for good, you must free the city of those two pests," Shredder whispered temptingly. Mr. Crow brought up his bird caller to his lips and blew on it, screeching sounds coming out.
All the crows took off on flying, surrounding the superheroes. Snowflake's eyes widened while Nightblade narrowed his.
"Call me crazy, but I suddenly feel like carrion for prey birds all of a sudden," she said fearfully. The crows started circling around them, screeching all over. Both of them shielded their faces with their arms.
"Any bright ideas, Snow?" he addressed her.
"You don't see me with a cat to throw at them to eat them, do you?!" she replied. Right on top of their heads, a group of crows dropped a huge cage over them, trapping them instantly. She gasped as they found themselves trapped. Crows disperessed as Mr. Crow was still over that crow 'ball'.
"Trippy day! I'm so rutheless!" he exclaimed, screeching. The akuma mask appeared on his face once more.
"Excellent... now... take the miraculous!" Shredder ordered. The crows underneath Mr. Crow helped him approach the duet inside the cage.
"Your miraculous! Give them to me or face the wrath of my feathered friends!" he threatened. He brought back his bird caller and blew on it, making screeching sounds. All the crows on top of the cage 'stomped' over the roof of it, making it go lower, closer to the heroes. All the crows aimed their butts towards them, their back feathers up, all of them ready to fire. "My beloved crows will comence fire on the count of 3! Though you can still save your beloved skins by handing me over your miraculouses! 1, 2... "
'The last thing I need is to be covered on crow poop'
"Nightblade, the bars!" Snowflake called out, Nightblade nodding. Nightblade pulled out his stick, pressing a shell-shapped button as a katana blade popped out of the handle. He threw it high in the air.
"Cataclysm!" he opened his right hand, a black and green magic sphere forming. He caught the katana and the magic started emanating from the blade. He slashed the bars, they turned rusty and the cage fell off destroyed. All crows flew away when the cage fell. Mr. Crow cringed and backed away as Snowflake, spinning her yo-yo, and Nightblade, spinning his katana, approached him with a smirk.
"Well, looks more like the crow's actually a chicken!" Nightblade mocked, Mr. Crow at the edge of the buidling.
"Me? I'm not flying away," Mr. Crow answered. "I'm just killing two birds with one stone!" he blew on his bird caller as he let himself fall backwards off the building!
Nightblade and Snowflake gasped as they rushed to the edge, only to see Mr. Crow on the same crow 'ball' he was on earlier, his arms crossed. The crows scattered as they let Mr. Crow on the air only for a brief moment for then turning to a 'crow throne', flying backwards. As he flew away, a small group of crows was speeding down to them, Mr. Crow only screaming "Merry Christmas!"
The duet gasped as they ran away over the roof, trying to escape the crows. Soon enough, they turned a corner, seeing the door that lead to the inside of the building. As they entered and slammed it shut, the crows crushed, leaving a deep dent. Like a 2-foot dent. Nightblade fell to the ground tired as Snowflake slumped down next to him, panting heavily.
"I'm not done with you yet, Snowflake and Nightblade!" Mr. Crow exclaimed, standing on a 'crow plane'. The crows flew past the Empire State.
Snowflake and Nightblade were running down the stairs as fast as they could. Around halfway, a beep made Nightblade stop. He looked down his ring, only 4 shell ridges left.
"I've gotta get outta here before my secret identity is revealed," Nightblade called out. Snowflake smirked.
"Yeah, I bet I don't wanna look at a turtle out of his shell," she comented playfully, making Nightblade give her a blank face.
"Ha, ha, very funny," he followed her downstairs. They ran down the lobby, seeing many guests, plus the Mayor, looking out the windows. The Mayor ran up to them.
"Snowflake, Nightblade!" he called out. "I'm in great danger of loosing big boxes of money if my guests leave New York!" Nightblade looked down at his ring, only 1 shell ridge left! He'd transform any moment! "You are going to get ride of those crows, aren't you?" the Mayor asked. Snowflake was about to answer, if Nightblade hadn't interviened.
"Of course we are! B-But before we do, I... I have an urgent need," he said, whispering the last part. The Mayor chuckled.
"Urgent need, huh?" he smirked. "Of course, into the royal suit," he gestured to the elevator, where a butler was waiting. Nightblade dashed to the elevator, but Mayor spoke again. "There's paper in there, but, perhaps you'd like some... litter?" he asked comically, making Snowflake cover her mouth from laughter. Nightblade's face went as flat as a board.
"Uh, no, thanks, uh... but, maybe, may I have some Brusell's sprouts?" he asked, just as the door closed. The Mayor turned to Snowflake confused. She shrugged.
In front of the royal suit, the butler opened the door for Nightbalde. Said turtle rushed inside.
"Sorry, emergency!" he slammed the door, the butler instantly knocking.
Nightblade opened the door.
"How would you like your sprouts?"
"Quick!" he slammed it back.
He knocked againg.
Nightbalde opened, the butler holding a tray with a silver cover.
"5 sprouts seasoned with natural salts from the best Brussels fields, fresh from harvest," Nightbalde took the tray and instantly shut the door.
His ring beeped one last time, the last shell ridge disappearing. A green light surrounded him as he turned back into Leo. Slash was blown -literally- out of Leo's ring, slopply falling on the suit's bed covered by soft cushions and two plushies.
"Aw, I'm exhausted!" Slash dramatized as Leo aproached him with the tray. "My poor aching body, I can't even move my shell!" Leo placed down the tray in front of him.
"Wanna bet?" Leo lifted the cover, revealing the 5 fresh from harvest Brussel's sprouts. Slash gasped and dashed to his favourite meal.
"My precious," he hugged one as he started eating it. Leo was leaning his arm to the wooden support of the bed.
"Eat up, pal, Snowflake needs us," Leo said.
The elevator 'dinged' as it opened, Snowflake walking into the dinning room.
"Great, I can get a much better view from up here," she murmured to herself, stepping to the windows. She could see tons of crow flocks, all of them flying to the same place. "Hm... crows are flying in the same direction," she whispered, gazing out at the sky. A police hat fell off from a small flock. "Better go follow them," she smirked, the elevator 'dinging' next. She turned her gaze towards the elevator where Nightblade was already waiting, smirking.
"Whenever you're ready, SF," Nightblade adressed her once more. She pressed a button and the elevator went down.
The crows, all agrouped, entered a great empty building.
New York's Museum of Natural History.
Nightblade slid down a column as Snowflake jumped down, hanging from her yo-yo. Snowflake peeked, seeing in the hall. In the middle, there was a large cage, like the one Snowflake and Nightblade were trapped in on top of the King Hotel, with all of New York's park keepers and police officers.
"So that's where Mr. Crow's keeping all the park keepers he abducted," Snowflake deducted, leaning back to avoid beeing discovered.
"New York's Museum of Natural History," Nightblade followed, just about to sneeze. Snowflake placed a finger under his nose. He wiped his nose, now looking tired sick. "My crow radars are fire alert,"
"Either your radar is on limit or Mr. Crow left the park keepers unattended," Snowflake deducted. 'Something here smells fishy... and it's not Nightblade's suit' Nightblade smirked.
"Let's go slash off some crows," Nightblade claimed, but Snowflake placed a hand on his chest/plastron.
"Hold on, turtle boy... it's... too easy," Snowflake looked behind Nightblade, where there was a ladder that lead to the roof. "Common," she lead him away, both of them unaware of a crow looking at them from the museum's marble statues. The crow flew down into the museum and to Mr. Crow, where he was behind the railing of the stairs.
"Perfect timing, woo-hoo-hoo, we're ready to greet them, aren't we?" Mr. Crow said as the crow rested on his forearm. "They're going to fall right into my trap," he petted the crow, stroking it's feathers as the akuma mask appeared on his face. "It won't be long before you get your miraculous, friend," he murmured.
"I can not wait, my dear crow," Shredder smirked.
Snowflake and Nightblade were stealthly walking over the rooftop, making sure that Mr. Crow wouldn't notice them.
"If we're able to destroy that bird caller, we'll be able to capture the akuma," Snowflake said. They both stood over a skylight on the roof, seeing Mr. Crow right beneath them. "Okay, you open the window, I'll grab him and yank him over the roof, then you take his bird caller away from him!" she whispered, making Nightblade smirk.
"Let's go," Nightblade said as Snowflake pulled out her yo-yo. "The first bird gets the worm," he opened the skylight, a breeze flowwing next with lots of feathers close. One feather brushed close to his nose and, right when Snowflake threw her yo-yo, he sneezed, making her loose her ballance, hit the crow on Mr. Crow's forearm and fall to the ground. She pulled her yo-yo back to herself.
"So much for the element of surprise," she deadpanned, glaring daggers at Nightblade. He smiled sheepishly as she rolled her eyes, jumping down to the museum. They jumped in front of Mr. Crow, giving a fight stance before him. Mr. Crow jumped down, screeching as his crow friends helped him like they'd done before.
Snowflake and Nightblade jumped down once more and dashed towards Mr. Crow. Mr. Crow yelped as he blew on his bird caller, lots of crows coming up to him in response. The crows formed two giant crow fists on his hands.
"Come closer, I have a bone to peck with you!" Mr. Crow mocked, showing off his two crow fists.
"I'd be honored," Nightblade spat. Mr. Crow threw a crow punch at Nightblade, sending him off and he crashed to the park keepers' cage. Snowflake gasped and turned to Mr. Crow, only to be hit herself and crash next to Nightblade.
"Get us outta here, Snowflake!" Rudolph called out. Snowflake stood up, narrowng her eyes towards Mr. Crow. She pulled out her yo-yo and threw it up.
"Lucky Charm!" she exclaimed. Her yo-yo spun as small snowflakes came out of it. The snowflakes created a coin with her snowflake insignia in the middle. "A-A coin? What am I supposed to do with this?" she asked herself confused. She looked around, her eyes narrowed and using her Snow Vision. She spoted a beam, a vending machine and her coin.
Mr. Crow was 'holding' a crow 'ball' close to his hands. "You can't buy yourself out of here!" he threw the 'ball'. Snowflake narrowed her eyes as she raced herself towards the ball, dodging just in time. She threw her yo-yo at Mr. Crow's foot, snaring it. Snowflake slid down between his legs, leaped from a column to the beam and flipped over it. She front flipped as she landed gracefully on the ground. She raced towards the vending machine, put the coin inside the groove, pressed a button and a package of popcorn came out of the compartment. She took the package. 'Not exactly corn, but it's what we have'
"Nightblade!" she exclaimed, her voice echoing throughout the place. She threw the package and Nightblade understood the signal. He pulled out his stick, pressed the shell-shapped button and threw it as the katana blade popped out, slashing off the envoltory. The popcorn fell on top of Mr. Crow. "Snack time, crows!"
Mr. Crow covered himself with his arms as the crows started pecking him all over, trying to get the popcorn. Snowflake pulled her yo-yo string as hard as she could, pulling Mr. Crow to the beam. Being upside down made it easy for his bird caller to slip off his neck and fall to the ground.
"My bird caller! Noooo!" Mr. Crow exclaimed in fear. Nightblade picked up the bird caller. But, thanks again to his feather allergy, he sneezed, accidentally throwing it away. Snowflake gasped and raced towards the bird caller, forgetting instantaniously about Mr. Crow. Mr. Crow fell slopply to the ground. Nightblade wiped his nose as he raced towards the bird caller himself. Mr. Crow got up and raced for his bird caller.
The bird caller fell to the ground again.
Snowflake screamed as she reached towards it.
Nightblade did the same as he leaped towards it.
Mr. Crow grunted as he stretched his hand for his item.
Mr. Crow slammed his hand on top of the item first. Then Nightblade. Finally Snowflake. Snowflake thought fast, grabbed Nightblade's hand and slammed it over Mr. Crow's, making him destroy his akumatized object. Snowflake pumped her fist with a cheer, Nightblade rubbed his hand painfully and Mr. Crow fainted. The akuma fluttered out of the destroyed bird caller.
"No more evil doing for you, little akuma," she declared. She passed all her five fingers over her yo-yo, making it open in five ridges, one over each arm of the snowflake. The ridges retrieved inside the yo-yo, creating a bluish light from inside. She made it swing rapidly and raised a leg. "Time to purify!" she exclaimed happily. She threw her yo-yo and caught the darkened butterfly. She pressed a button and released the butterfly. "Bye bye, little butterfly,"she said with a smile. She took her coin and threw it in the air. "Miraculous Snowflake!" she exclaimed. Snow flew around the city and cleared everything. It fixed Mr. Falco's good old bird caller, the park keepers and Rudolph were back in the parks and dark magic surrounded Mr. Crow as he turned back into Mr. Falco.
"What... what happened? Where am I?" he looked up confused. Snowflake and Nightblade pumped fists.
"Pounded," they both said happily.
Shredder clentched his fists angrily as he gazed towards his window.
"Regid crows! Regid Snowflake! I will destroy everything and everyone of you!" he growled as the slidding doors from his lair closed, leaving him into darkness.
Amy dashed to her room and slid on her desk chair to her sewing machine. "There's no time to loose, I got less than an hour!" she started seweing something in the machine. She was sticking out her tongue in concentration as she kept on working.
58 minutes and 22 seconds timed in her phone.
She stitched something more in her Fedora.
34 minutes and 59 seconds.
She carefully put her Fedora in a pink box.
3 minutes and 41 seconds.
Inside Roosevelt High, all the students were exposing their Fedoras in the gym. Irma was in a small exposition table next to Jewel and Melina's. She had her phone in her ear.
She was dialing Amy.
She looked down at her phone, a frown of worry on her face. The exposition was about to start, where the heck was Amy?!
"Where's that girl when you need her?" Irma mumbled to herself. She looked to the entrance, seeing Leo and Mikey waiting with Principal Jefferson. April stepped into the school with a tablet in hand.
"Hello, Principal Jefferson, I'm Mr. Oroku's executive assistant, April O'Neil," April bowed her head slightly.
"Hello, miss," Principal Jefferson shook hands with April. "Part me, but where is Mr. Oroku?" he asked cofused. April held her tablet in response, showing Mr. Oroku in a Skype videocall.
"I am here," Mr. Oroku said. Principal Jefferson's eyes widened slightly, but he faked it well enough.
"Oh, hello, Mr. Oroku," he stammered. "Welcome to our school," April moved the tablet so Mr. Oroku could see clearly.
"Leonardo, take April around," Mr. Oroku ordered. Jewel, from a little afar the gym, saw Leo, Mikey, Principal Jefferson, April and Mr. Oroku coming closer. She gasped, placing both of her hands on her cheeks.
"It's Mr. Oroku!" she called out to Melina, startling her a bit. "He's coming here!" she made a pose of ellegance and compsure, Melina coping her. Leo lead April with her tablet and Principal Jefferson to the exhibit of Venus an another girl.
"As you can see, Mr. Oroku, our students have put their hearts and souls into their projects," Pricipal Jefferson comented. Amy came in, dashing into the gym, her box with the hat in hands. She rushed to Irma and placed the box on top of the table.
"Where have you been? You got the hat?" the girl with the glasses asked her. Amy catched her breath and grinned.
"Yup," she lifted the box, showing her Fedora hat... which looked exactly as Jewel's. Irma gaped for only... 2 seconds and her face then went as flat as a board. "What?"
"Girl... it's the same as Jewel's," Irma comented. Amy's eyes widened.
"What?!" she asked again, turning her head towards Jewel and Melina.
Jewel's hat was exactly like Amy's! She had copied her design!
Leo, April, Principal Jefferson and Mr. Oroku stepped to Jewel and she bowed respectfully.
"Why, hello, Mr. Oroku," Jewel said. "I'm Jewel Rosenberg, you know my father, Marcus Rosenberg, the Mayor?" she asked, smirking to herself. Amy's left eye started twitching in anger. 'Of all the things that could happen to me, it had to be this?!'
"Ugh, that pricky little brat!" Amy growled, panting in anger. Irma placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Want me to take care of it?" Irma suggested. Amy smirked.
"I think I can take care of this one," she crossed her arms. 'Two can play that game, Jewel'
Leo, April, Principal Jefferson and Mr. Oroku stepped to Amy and Irma. April showed Mr. Oroku Amy's hat.
"Hmm... take me back to miss Rosenberg's hat," Mr. Oroku ordered. April did as told and showed him Jewel's hat. "Is this a joke?" he deadpanned. Jewel fake gasped and placed a hurtful hand on her forehead dramatically.
"No fair! Amelia copied my design! Scandallous! How could you do that?!" she placed her forearm on her hat table and slammed her forehead over it, faking a dramatic cry and whine. Mr. Oroku looked at her oddly.
"I apologize for this situation, Mr. Oroku, but I can proove you that this Fedora is my original design," Amy smirked. April turned around, showing Mr. Oroku everything.
"Go on," Mr. Oroku said. Amy picked up her hat.
"Um, everything in my Fedora hat is hand made," Amy explained, showing her hat. "From the embroidery to the knitting of the lace and the stitching of the brim," she explained. Jewel growled to herself. "Besides, there's a special design element that only the true designer knows about," she turned down her hat, showing the embroidery on the lace.
It was Amy's full name, Amelia, in a beautiful italic caligraphy and golden thread. "I signed mine," she gestured to it.
Everyone gaped. It was clear now that Amy had made the hat in the first place.
Jewel gasped in fear, covering her mouth with her hands, accidentally dropping her hat. It even had the embroidery with Amy's name there. Jewel covered her eyes as she ran away, sobbing.
"Daddy!" she cried.
"Very exquisite creation," Mr. Oroku complimented her. "You definetly have the labouring hands of a hat maker, miss... ?"
Leo placed a hand on Amy's shoulder. The brunette blushed at his touch. "Amelia," he said.
"Congratulations on your demonstration, miss Amelia," Mr. Oroku smiled neutrally. "You are the winner," Amy and Irma gasped.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Amy bowed repeatedly.
"Leonardo will wear your Fedora on our next advertising campaign," Mr. Oroku said. Leo placed his hand over Amy's to take the hat gently from her.
"Excellent job, Amy," Leo complimented her. Amy blushed tomato red and smiled sheepishly. Leo was a few inches away from putting on the hat, when...
"Atchoo!"
He sneezed.
Amy blinked confused. Leo wiped his nose and looked at Amy and Irma, blushing faintly. "S-Sorry, I'm allergic to feathers," he sneezed again. 'Why does that remind me of someone?'
She smiled it off and waved. 'It's probably just a coincidence'
"Gesundheit," she said. Leo sneezed again, kind of cute, Amy would say, and waved at them as he walked away.
"Thanks," he said with a nasal tone.
Amy turned to Irma and jumped high in the air happily. She had made the perfect hat for Leo!
Well... come to think of it because of all the sneezing... she probably should've sticked up for another one of her designs.
KS: What do you think? Did you like it? Well, I got an important announcement to make: as you know, in September, they'll premiere season 2, and I wanted to know: would you like me making a second book about season 2 or just keep on in this story with all the upcoming seasons? I need, at least, 15 reviews so you can confirm. Whichever option gets more than 15 votes, is the winner. So, you can go for:
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