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On this All Hallows' Eve, the lair is filled with a spooky atmosphere. Jack-O-Lanterns with little fake candles flicker, the one with crossed eyes and its tongue sticking out was made by yours truly, Michelangelo. Fake webs and even some real ones adorn many high up places, rubber spiders hanging from some. Little paper ghosts are strung across the wicked TV setup where the monster movie marathon is playing. Raph, Leo, and Donny sit on the couch, enjoying themselves but wherever could Mikey be? It's not like him to miss something like this!
Oh, he's not here right now, instead, standing behind the three turtles who are mindlessly munching away on their popcorn is the costumed hero, part time Justice Force member and defender of all things good in the world, The Turtle Titan!!!!
As he's about to make himself known, sucking in air to start bellowing out whatever speech comes to mind, Raph turns to face him and asks, "eh Mikey, you joinin' us or what?"
"There is no Mikey here, only The Turtle Titan!!! He needs to fuel up on some free candy." The Turtle Titan strikes the most heroic pose he can think of in the moment with his chest puffed out, hands on his hips and his cute little black cat shaped trick-or-treat bucket dangling on his wrist.
"Aren't you a little old for that?" Leo questions, not even looking away from the movie.
Don has his focus on his Shell Cell as they're talking, sometimes taking bites of the popcorn. It's a tad bit concerning if he misses the best part of the movie due to being absorbed in his tech.
"Yeah, eighteen is definitely too old for free candy so sit down and watch Dracula with us, you love this one." Raph gestures towards the screens but Mikey shakes his head.
"Nuh-uh! You never outgrow trick-or-treating! Besides, we don't get to go out and mingle too often, with everyone in costume, we blend right in!"
"Actually Mi- I mean Turtle Titan, I'll go with you." Donny finally enters the conversation.
"You can't be serious Don." Raph flashes him a look of disbelief.
Out of seemingly nowhere, Don pulls out a pair of bug antenna, the bobbles wiggle back and forth as he plants them on his head. "Not for trick-or-treating, I will claim to be an alien if anyone asks about my costume. Actually going out because my Shell Cell is picking up on a strange anomaly and the Turtle Titan can help me investigate. He can hit some houses to get candy and I can figure out what's happening."
"Do you think you'll need more backup?" Asks Leo, hand hovering over the remote but Raph is flashing him a threatening look.
Don shakes his head, "most likely not, I'll call you if anything bad happens. It's quite interesting, the energy is nearly identical to the frequencies given off when we had those visitors from the other dimension visit. When Donatello and I built the Trans-Dimensional Stick, I had to study it so I could replicate that myself. I'm hoping if it's inter-dimensional travelers, that they're not hostile but if they are, I do have a super radical crime fighter with me." He gives the Turtle Titan a wink.
"Don, you do realize your support is gonna make him more annoyin', right?" Raph points out.
"I think it's cute." Leo says, letting off a slight chuckle, "besides, how often do we get to hear Don say radical?"
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"Alright so Donnie, ya figured out da best way to gets all the candies, right?" Biggerest brother Raphie asks.
Don-Don nods, "indeed, I ran all the numbers, calculated our haul from last year, went over which houses performed the best as well as scoured some local forums to find out who normally gives what and how much and cross referenced-"
"Don-Tron! Please, you're making my head all hurty, use English!" Whines Leo, holdings his head with the blue sweats wrap on it that match-matches his blue basketbally uniform.
Giving out a long overly dramatic sigh, smarterest brother Don-Don responds, "siiiigh," he just did one so why say it? "The planned route ensures we get tons and tons of candy."
"Woo-hoo!!!" The two big brothers cheer.
"Yay!" Mikey decides to joins in but topples over as he tries to jumpy.
Biggerest brother walks over, his cute fluffy teddy bear costume makes Mikey want to give him a big hug so he grabs right onto his arm, his fluffy fur tickles Mikey's chest. "Sorry lil man but you gots ta stay here. You're only like four?" He turns to Don-Don who gives a thumbs up. "Yeah, too small ta go wif da big boys."
"But I'm bigger enough! I wanna go!!!" Mikey screams, still attached to the giant teddy bear arm but squeezings it more tighterer now.
"He does have a point, Nardo and I were his age when we went out trick-or-treating last year." Don-Don points out.
"That's different! Mikey is small!" Raphie easily moves his arm up to present Mikey clinging to him.
"Raphie, buddy, we all are little when next to you." Leo points out and Mikey nods very fastly to show he agrees lots and lots because this might get him candies!
"Fine! But we do a buddy system, we hold hands wif our buddies 'n don't let go! I gets Mikey which leafes you twos as partners. We's all sticks togefer, holding our buddy's hand." Raphie caves.
"Eww no!" Whines Leo. "Donnie is in a girl costume, what if I get cooties from him?"
"Gasp! How could you ever think to insult Atomic Lass like that? She could never have cooties! Besides, they don't exist in outer space dummy!" Donnie argues, arms crossed.
"What if they're alien cooties? I'm an alien basketball player so I can comtract them!" Leo counters.
"Ugh, Nardo, I'm the one who worries about germs and even I can agree to Raph's silly plan. I have gloves on and have turtle safe hand sanitizer for extra caution." His smarterest brother pulls the sanitizer thingy from a pocket to show Leo.
"I can be wif Don-Don." Mikey points a finger at his smarterest brother.
Raphie shakes his head, "no, he's not responsple enough. You're wif me."
"It's pronounced responsible Raph and I can take good care of Mikey, just you watch!" Feeling tugs on his shell, he assumes Don-Don might be pullings on him.
"If yous get Mikey inna costume, Raphie will lets him buddy wif you." Raphie agrees so Mikey releases his holdings of the teddy bear arm to cheer.
"Costume!!!!" He giggles and runs around, trippings on his own feeties a little but he quickly gets back up and continues happily speedings like a bunny.
"Yes, yes, hmm..." Don-Don looks around the room so Mikey stops to be watching him, not taking his eyeballs off of his actions so he can see what costume his super duper geniusy brother can make! He goes over to a cardboard box with letters written on it that Mikey can't read which Daddy brought home the other day. It has lots of colorful clothing in it. "I do believe I can craft something from this!"
He throws a big floppy brown sweater at Mikey so he puts it on, arms can't escape the sleeves and it goes down past his knees, lightly tickling his feeties. Unabler to gets his head out, the very oh so scary realization hits him, this is no sweater! It's a monster and it's eatings him!!!
Letting out a loudiest scream he can, much louders than the fire alarms he hears on TV, he makes sure his brothers hear his biggly screech so they know to rescue him from the fabricy monster!!!
The reactions of the others are muffled because he can't hear all too goods with the monster around his ears. He just knows they're there and hopefully saving him from the beastie.
Gloved fingers come down over his eyes, rolling the monster's mouf down until it's covering his beak. "The turtleneck is a bit big on him but I do believe it works out well for the costume I have in mind." Don-Don is there, protecting Mikey. Holding up something like the thingies that Don-Don wears over his eyes. "Due to the fact that I have been modifying these glasses for myself to use when I get older, they are currently missing their lenses so there will be no sight issues for him."
The thingies Don-Don calls glasses immediately fall as he tries puttings them on his face so Mikey reaches down and picks them up, trying to put them on himself but they fall again.
"Uh huh, don't thinks it's gonna work out too well." Leo comments.
"No probbles! It just takes a little ingenuity!" Don-Don sticks up a finger and happy twirls over to the crafting table that Mikey loves coloring at.
Leo groans, "I hate it when you use big words I don't understand, whats you trying to say?"
"Remember MacGyver?" Asks Don-Don as he sorts through Mikey's sticker collection to which Mikey huffs at to show he's not happy his brother is doing that but if it means he gets a costume, he will not cry about his stuff being touched.
"No." His bluest brother plainly responds.
"Groan! It has the guy who is Colonel Jack O'Neill from that show Papa tells us we can't watch with the ring that makes the portals that looks like blue raspberry jello so Raph licks the projector screen whenever he sees it because he's convinced he can eat it." Holding a hand to his head, Don-Don explains.
"It's Stargate SG-1! Wouldn't the science guy know one of the best Sci-Fi shows?" Leo gives their brother angry eyes. "Wait, are you saying Jack is in multiple shows?"
"The actor who plays him, yes! As MacGyver, he can craft anything into anything! Truly an inspirational genius that I one day will surpass and shall hold an amazing arsenal of weaponry!!!" Letting out a cackle like a witch or more so evil scientisty dude, Don-Don holds out Mikey's emoji sticker sheet. "But for now, it's a super simple fix, I will use these stickers to keep the glasses held up on dear little Michael's head."
This is alright reason for using his stickers, he gets to wear them on his head! He usually sticks them on his chest and tummy.
"I dunno, whenefer Raphie gets a boo-boo 'n has to wears a band-aid, it hurts his scales when it's ripped off. It might hurts Mikey too." The big teddy bear pulls Mikey in, away from Don-Don.
"I can do it!" Mikey squeaks, excited to be wearing stickers!
Lettings go, the biggerest brother steps back to let Don-Don put the glasses on and places the stickers like tape on a present. They hold onto his scales, not entirely hurty but certainly sticky.
"So..." Leo points a finger over to Mikey, "what's he supposed to be? Velma?"
"No! Although she is the cutest member of the Scooby gang. He's a doctor!" Don-Don waves his arms up and down at Mikey.
"Wouldn't a doctor have a lab coat?" Leo points out.
"He's like a therapist or something, hence the emotional stickers!" Explains Don-Don, turning Mikey in different directions to show what he means.
He doesn't know what a therapist is and emotions is a hard word to say so Mikey is going to think of his costume as Dr. Feelings. Yeah! He likes that.
Don-Don picks up his biggly hammer thingy he made then walkings over to his stick, grabbing it and lays it in a strap on his back. "Now that everything is sorted out, we must be on our way!"
"No fair, why do you get your weapon?" Complains Leo.
Don-Don picks up the two foam play swords from the floor and tosses them over to bluest brother. "Nobody says we can't have them, might need to protect ourselves from the dreaded..." A shudder runs throughs him, "teenagers."
Raphie grabs his small plasticy rakes and stuffs them in the pockets of the bear costume. "Goods call, yous the smarterest for a reason. We's watched enoughs Lou Jitsu to be able to defend ourselfs."
"Yeah but Mikey has like no training." Holding up a pair of black foam nunchucks with pretty goldy dragons on them, Leo points to Mikey.
"HEY! That's my toy!" Mikey runs over and jumps onto bluest brother to get his chucks.
His toy gets pullied away, Mikey claims victory and he holds the chucks up high. Leo sits up, rubbing his hand. "You never ever play with them and now you wants them?"
He nods, looking for a place to put them but there's no pocket, thankfullies Don-Don is quick, strapping an orange belt around him and sticking the toy inside.
"We're alls in costumes and have our weapons so we can be getting our candies now!" Raphie points out towards the door.