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With all the new electronics influx, I have two hopeful questions for everyone, especially you New Feathers. Does anyone have an iPod charger or could make one, and is anyone here really good with high tech security? NO LASER BEAMS!

[And other than that short post, she'll be wandering around Luceti, acting suspicious and "mysterious" and hanging out extra around the barracks.]

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[She goes down, falling on her ass hard, but when she scrambles up, she doesn't bother getting up all the way and just crawls over to try to tug his legs down into the dirt with her, grabbing them together in a tight hug.]

Don't need them. [Winks, and then promptly sticks out her tongue.]

[Raph falls on his face in muddy grass. When he goes to roll over, he sits up, and promptly finds himself face-to face with that wink, those eyes, those lips...

Static.

I think this's what they mean by the saying "If looks could kill."]

[Crawls on top of his chest and lap to pin him down.]

Don't make me tickle you.

[Ugh DON'T DO THAT ASLKDFJADFJLKJ

She can't pin him down because he's gone as rigid as a post, letting out a pained sound that's practically a squeak.]

N-not in front of my brother.

[Oh god help him, he has no more blood left in his brain. It's quickly traveling to a more sinister place.]

[Just. Starts. DYING. Of laughter.]

Goodness, you really are too cute. [Gets up and offers a hand to help him up.] Now just admit I could mop the floor with you.

Right Mikey-kun?

[Oh, ow. Ow he hates when this happens. He's too busy keeping his goods to himself to even respond to the laughter. He gingerly stands with her help, blushes deeply, and makes sure not to turn his back on anyone to let them see his swollen tail. Not that Fujiko would notice or know what it means.

S-so embarrassing. Can he die now? Please?

His voice is about two octaves higher than usual.]

W-well, yeah, if you fight like that! That ain't fightin' that's -! [Seduction. Was he really going to say that? WTF since when does he say words like that? He audibly snaps his mouth shut, swallowing hard.]

["Mikey-kun" is a very dark shade of green. He isn't in as dire straights as his brother, but it's not exactly comfy over here either. He swallows and manages to squeak out:]

Yeah, you beat him alright.

[HOLY CRAP.]

It still counts as my win. [Pats Raph's head, determined to mortify him further.]

So ha.

See? The ref agrees.

Dinner's on you now. For losing.

[That headpat barely fazes him. He's too busy trying to control himself and make his brain work again.]

U-uh. Dinner. Yeah. [Did she just ask him out? SHE JUST ASKED HIM OUT, DIDN'T SHE?] I...yeah. I can do dinner...

[SHE DID SHE JUST ASKED HIM OUT.]

Way to go Raphie!

[Can he have a hot chick pin him down and then ask him out?]

[If Mikey sticks around long enough? Quite possibly. Or Fujiko is just the only one that crazy in any multi-verse. Who knows.]

Good! [And just like that, leaves Raph's side to steal Mikey's arm and pester the ever-loving hell out of him.]

So tell me Michelangelo, ALL about these naked Springtime stories, I'm sure you have dozens of them.

[Raph winces at the mention of springtime, but he's too stunned to do much else but stare at the ground and try not to throw up. Did that really happen? Seriously? That... what the hell?

She has to be messing with him. This has to be fake.]

[naked springtime naked springtime naked springtime

Congratulations Fujiko, you are one of a select group of people who can apparently render Mike speechless.

His brain's overheating, but he will mange to get this out, barely:]

Well, technically ALL our springtime stories would be... naked stories, since we... don't really wear... clothes.

No, I got that. I just mean tell me more stories. You can tell some about yourself if you prefer~

[Plots. Evilly.]

[Okay, Mikey. Breathe. Pretend you're at home, meditating with Splinter. Candles and incense. Soothing. Peaceful. Tranquil.

Raph looks like he's having trouble. Time to intervene.

He hopes you appreciate this, Raph.]

Well, I can tell you Raph used to sleep with this old teddy bear called Brown Bear. It only had one eye for a long time. So I looked for another eye and I actually found one that matched. Took me FOREVER to find. And I fixed him. And you know what Raph did THE NEXT DAY?

[Guess, Fujiko.]

AWW! That's so cute!

Did he tear back it off saying he liked it the old way better?

[Well that snaps him out of it quick. Oh no he did NOT just drag Brown Bear into this.]

Mikey!

[UNCOOL.]

[Ignoring your protest, bro.]

No! He was all grateful and stuff, but the NEXT DAY day he dropped my favorite comic book down a sewer pipe and didn't even apologize!

Harsh. Very harsh. [Wraps an arm around Mikey's shoulders and steals him as a baby brother.] Did he at least replace it~?

[It's no mystery that Raph's very possessive of his baby bro, and seeing a stranger hang off him like that doesn't settle right with him at all. But seeing Fujiko do it only proves his theory.

He was right. She's like that for everybody.

He folds his arms and retorts with a hell of a lot more venom than necessary. He does not like this, okay?]

I didn't touch your stupid book! I never touch your stupid comics! Stop lyin' about me!

Edited 2011-03-12 02:18 (UTC)

[He had been lying, but that was still pretty harsh bro.

Then again, he is very conscious of Fujiko's arms around him and has more than an inkling of what this means for the situation. He tenses under her touch, and tries to move away. What the heck is she doing, anyway? (boobs oh shell boobs)]

You still should've said sorry.

[But he's not really feeling the humor anymore.]

[And warning bells go off so she backs up, giving Raph a furtive glance, half apology, half curiosity.]

Which issue was it?

[Raph relaxes a little, but doesn't unfold his arms.]

Issue zero because it doesn't exist.

Actually, it was issue number #14 of Stainless Steel Steve and the Justice Force on Mars Alternate Universe series.

[Which doesn't exist either. But neither of you know that.]

I'm unfamiliar with that series. But I'm told all my tastes are pretty old school. Dick Tracey and stuff like that.

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