[ OOE ]

// little man with a tmnt shirt i chatted with him abt it and asked who his fav was he smiled shyly and went "the red one" i yelled out "MY MAAAAAN" and he giggled. thats my bestie now

// sighs. looks up at the sky. i dont wanna get ready for work.

[ Cringing at that. Of course, the one time his brothers aren't home. ( 💧 ) Taking a shuddering breath, Mikey runs a hand through his hair, forcing a smile. ] Well – ! Guess that just means I'll have to wait a bit! Uh . . hang out, y'know? [ How do you pretend to be a teen again? Or relax? ]

MONDO! (🏳️‍⚧️)@w0rm-0ff-thestring.bsky.social · last yr.

Well....you look-- good. [BRUSHING OVER THAT SO FAST.] Uh, no. I think Donnie's out with April, Raph and Mona are on a date, and Leonardo's out with the rabbit. It's-- just me.

[ Committing now. He hasn't had the chance to be a little shit in AGES. Turning the gaslight train around. ] I've never played along with anything in my life ? ?

// "raphs on a date with mona" poor thing is out there searching for his girlfriend she got switched around with future mona /silly

Forgot my brothers had lives. ( 💧 )

[ Hand over his shaky frown, it takes him a minute to speak up, voice wavering. ] Hey, Mond, I uh . . tried something new. [ Clearing his throat. He can't exactly tell her they're MARRIED in the future. ] It's – are my brothers home?

MONDO! (🏳️‍⚧️)@w0rm-0ff-thestring.bsky.social · last yr.

[It doesn't take long for her to turn to grab something from behind her, a handful of safety pins-- when she spots him. He looks-- so different, all of a sudden.] Woah! Uh-- heyyy, Mikey. What's-- with the get up? and-- you didn't have that much hair last time I saw ya....yesterday.

( 🤨 ) Are we gaslighting now. I didn't prepare for that.

Mick - Mick, lemme have this. D'you KNOW how long I spent as the 'baby'.

[ Turning his head, as soon as he spots Mondo, Mikey freezes. Eyes going wide, all he can do is just . . / stare /. She looks so much . . younger. Entirely unburdened by war and hell. The lump in his throat appears immediately. ]

MONDO! (🏳️‍⚧️)@w0rm-0ff-thestring.bsky.social · last yr.

[She's in the main room, working on something. Sat in her boxers and tank top, she's quietly trying to plan each cut to make sure holes in pants aren't too wide, fishnet sleeves ripping in specific places... She hardly hears Mikey(?) enter.]

I'M THE ELDEST NOW

[ Surely everyone will know to meet up at the Lair. It's the most obvious choice. So, he'll slink his way in. The problem will be telling his . . older brothers? Younger brothers? That's so confusing. ( 💧 ) ]

is this the place we used to love? is this the place that i've been dreaming of?

[ . . he hasn't seen the Lair in / ages /. It's so . . bright. Homey. He's been homesick this entire time and had not even a clue. ]

// i think future mikey deserves to be a little scary. 'badass mystical warrior' abt the guy who was able to throw entire buildings and ships WITHOUT mystic training has gotta mean SOMETHING

got a feeling i should be maybe watching my back rn idk

am i allowed to say 'back in my day' now

// future mikey coming back to find out he's in the aftermath of the timeline where they beat the kraang back:

There's no telling / what / part of the past he's in. Finding the lair could be a gamble, and he needs some sort of back up now. . . that's what he tells himself, at least, looking up at the Hotel from the shadows. He knows the real reason he wants to enter it. How long has it been?

⚔︎┊𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗔.@whatslostisfound.bsky.social · last yr.

. . . Curiosity is what killed the cat, Frida. That's what she's always told you. . . . continuing to sit guard in front of her office doors.

will you fight with me, brother? one last time, one last fight?

Everything is so . . bright. And the air is only SLIGHTLY toxic. He's . . where / is / he – ? Emerging from an alley, only to choke on his own breath. He's standing in front of the Nexus Hotel, in past New York. The spell – . It sent him back in / time /.

Stumbling around, a hand on his head. It's POUNDING, his hands are shaking, what was he doing again – ? He was practicing . . a spell, something new. A desperate sort of new. "Ugh . . "

// mona next.

➷ 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠, 𝗹𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧.

// WAIT I FORGOT I HAVE A MIKEY STRAWPAGE

i'm taking back your pride cake

what do you think the L in your name stands for. get yourself a therapist before Dr. Feelings decides to pay a visit NOOOOOW