Puppyleavesforever

Chapter One: Infected "Nnn… Eurgh… Waaa!" "Will you shut up already!" Raphael smacked his youngest brother's head with a three-fingered hand and turned over onto his shell. All four brothers were sharing a room in the farmhouse so that April and Casey could have two separate rooms, which was great for April – and Donatello, as he didn't want the humans snuggled up in a double bed – but not so great for the turtles as a whole. They hadn't shared rooms since they were tiny and it was a shock to the system having to put up with one another's habits now. Raph stared out of the window at the moonlit night as Mikey conti

(Name) sat still, staring at the little skeleton next to her. His name was Sans. Yes, he was fairly small. But he was definitely strong. Why he had her attention? She was eating some pocky that she got from Toriel. It was a Christmas gift. Sans was staring at it. Finally (name) just laughed and took out another piece. "Hey, Sans. Want to play a game?" "Alright...? What kind of game?" "It's called the pocky game. We each put an end of the pocky in our mouths and we try to get to the middle. The one who chickens out first is the loser." Sans smirked. "Sounds fun." (Name) did this because she knew that he was a sore loser. He would do anything t

(Name) looked over, smiling, as she noticed that Sans wasn't paying attention. She reached inside his jacket and touched one of his ribs, feeling how nice and smooth it wa- "Gehehehehehehehehehehe! Stahahahahahahahahap thahahahahahahahahahat!" (Name)'s grin only got bigger as she gently tapped her fingers up and down his ribs like a xylophone. "Nohohohohohohohoho! This is so strahahahahahahahange!" (Name) stopped and looked up at him. "What is strange?" "Whatever you just did, kid. It felt weird." "What, tickling? You're ticklish!" "G-gah! No don't say that!!" "Huh? Why?" "... Because. That word... It sounds..." He started to blush. "That wor

‘It was just a dream! Get over it!’ Mikey thought to himself over breakfast. The previous night he had had a nightmare and woke up in a cold sweat. He didn’t want his brothers to think of him as a baby so he kept quiet. “Hey Mikey, can you pass the cereal?” his oldest brother, Leo, said. He snapped back to attention and passed the cereal box to him. His other brothers, Donnie and Raph, stared at him. “Are you ok, Mikey?” Donnie asked.  “I am fine, Don! I am just sleepy” he lied. He knew better than to lie to his brothers but it was for a good cause to him. He finished up his breakfast and