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βApril, you gotta focusβ¦β
βIΒ amΒ focused!β
Donatello crossed his arms along his plastron, glaring at his older sister as his eyebrows knitted together in annoyance. βAlright then. If youβreΒ ever so focusedΒ like you say you areβ¦then riddle me this: whatΒ is that phone doing in your hand?β The softshell turtle asked, pointing to Aprilβs phone that was in the palm of her hand.Β
The girl looked away sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck and not even bothering to say a rebuttal to the question. The younger teen sighed impatiently, pinching the bridge of his snout.
The two siblings were currently in Aprilβs bedroom, sitting on her carpeted floor along with some papers and folders scattered around them. The two were wearing their pajamasβ as it was night time when they decided they should meet up and study. Wellβ¦for April to study.
The girl in question wore a black t-shirt with green checkerboard pants, and also wearing a bonnet for her hair along with her signature green glasses.Β Donnie on the other hand wore his signature purple hoodie, purple leg warmers and as well as his purple mask.
The older one scoffed, quickly sliding the phone underneath her bed and grabbing the history notes that were placed next to her. The girl straightened her posture, pretending to look over the messy notes she took earlier in class, making 'mhmβs' and 'uh-huhβs' here and there.
βWhat phone?β She asked innocently as if she wasnβt on YouTube a couple seconds ago.
The mutant dramatically sighed, massaging his forehead and laying down on the carpeted floor, his plastron facing up. The human teenager dramatically sighed as well, mimicking her brotherβs fall on the floor.
βYou canβt blame me for this, Dee! Studying is so freakingΒ boring.β She groaned. βWhen am IΒ everΒ going to have to know about these old guys in real life?β April asked genuinely, looking at her notes with the Founding Fathers faces on it before shivering, putting the pictures of them face down. The turtle teen sat back up, giving her an unamused eyebrow raise.
βAprilβ¦β
βNo! Like seriously. Letβs be real for a second here, Don. Who the absolute hell is gonna randomly come up to me and say:Β Who was the guy that led the battle of Ft. Sumter?β She said as she sat up as well. The softshell turtle blinked at her, then blinked at her once more, slightly tilting his head to the side in confusion.Β
βYourβ¦history teacher?β He stated, chuckling a bit. The girl threw a nearby pillow at her brother as he laughed, catching it and throwing it back at her. βBesidesΒ him!β She groaned, putting the pillow to the other side of her.
The purple banded turtle sighed, βRiriβ¦I know this is atrociously boring for you but you got to atΒ leastΒ make an effort here. This is your last grade of the 3rd semester!β Donnie stated sternly, reaching into his backpack and pulling out his computer that he brought with him when sneaking into the other's apartment. The older sighed, crossing her arms and glaring at the floor stubbornly. She absolutely hated when Donnie had a point.
Which was usually 99.9% of the timeβ¦but still!
April rested her cheek in her palms, βI have a 88% in History thoughβ¦β She pouted, trying to reason with her brother that they didnβt really need to study so freaking hard to delay the ONE bad grade sheβs about to get.
And anyway, if she flunked this test, whatβs the worst it could bump her grade down to? An 84? Possibly a 80? Yeahβ¦no. Sheβs completely fine with those odds for sure.
βBesides, itβs in two days.β The human girl said, getting up from where she was sitting to go on her phone again. Donnie huffed, now starting to grow annoyed at his sisterβs lack of motivation and focus. βThe test is in two days and yet you still donβt know the 8th amendmentβ¦β The younger spat, glaring at his computer screen as he began to type more harshly by every passing word he typed.
ββ¦Isnβt that the one which gives us the right to keep and bear arms?β
βThatβs the second amendmentβ¦the eighth amendment is not being able to give cruel or unusual punishments.β Donnie explained whilst rolling his eyes.
Oh sweet pizza supreme in the skyβ¦April was so screwed for this testβ¦
βI was close enoughβ¦β The older groaned, going over to sit next to the other, leaning on his shoulder. βWhatβre you doing, anyway?β She asked, poking the purple banded teenβs cheek as she saw the evident scowl on the younger oneβs face. The softshell rolled his eyes once more, pushing his sister slightly but with no real force to it.
βIβm looking at youβre grades, actually.β Donnie said in a very calm voice which only worked to his benefit as Aprilβs eyes bulged like saucers. She grabbed the young genuis' laptop, looking through the tabs to actually make sure he was on her school app and he didnβt just hack in and steal her account.
βWhaβ since whenΒ the FUCK did you have access to my grades, Donatello?β The older teen asked, looking at the younger as if she was .2 seconds away from hitting him with her bat from here, all the way to New Jersey.
βIβve always had access to your grades.β The younger teenager shrugged, trying his best to ignore his older sisterβs very angry tone. βYour username is April and your password is OβNeilβ¦both in caps. It wasnβt really that hard to figure out, sis. Itβs literally your well-known catchphrase.β He chuckled.
βYour password for all of your electronics is literally Bootyyyshaker9000! You have no right to talk about 'bad passwords.'β April scoffed, raising an eyebrow at Donnie who only laughed more at her retort, taking back his computer. βTouchΓ©.β He nodded.
βBut the reason why Iβm under your school account in the first place is because Iβm looking over your notes and I have made digital flashcards based on most of them. Youβre welcome.β The softshell explained, showing the other teen the flashcards heβs made. The eldest to laughed fondly, βAlright, Mr. Tech wiz. Show me whatcha got.β
βLetβs seeβ¦β The taller teen mumbled, scrolling through the flashcards before settling on one to ask his sibling. βOkayβ¦who was defeated in the Battle of Gettysburg?β He asked, looking up at April only to find a nervous expression plastered on her faceβ¦an expression translating to 'I dunno what the answer is.'
βAbrahamβ¦Lincolnβ¦?β April guessed in a small voice, knowing she was completely 100% wrong in every which way but couldnβt help at least trying.
βWrong; obviously. Butβ¦you already knew that. The correct answer was Robert E Lee.β Donnie stated before looking down at his computer, searching for another flashcard. The softshell was about to ask another question but before he could muster up a word, he saw his sisterβs facial expression.
No longer smug. Nor bored.
She wasβ¦blushing?
βSomething wrong, Riri?β The younger asked, finding the flustered state of his older sister completely hilarious. The girl in questionn cleared her throat, rubbing the back of her neck before looming at her sibling again, βAreβ¦Are you sure thatβs his last nameβ¦? Theβ¦Robert dude you just mentioned.β The older asked as the softshell looked back at the computer, re-reading the text. βMhm. Iβm positive. That is what it says. You can look him up yourself if youβd like.βΒ
April groaned for probably the millionth time, putting her face into her palms. Becauseβ¦Lee? Fucking really? This Robert E Lee guy couldnβt have picked a better last name for himself?Β He HAD to choose that as a last name?
Donnie shook his head fondly at his eldest siblingβs flustered state, searching for more of the flashcards he pulled up on his computer. Preferably more about this Robert E Lee fellow.
This embarrassed state of the eldest was a very rare sightβ kind of like a once-in-a-full-moon sort of thing. So Donnie would do what any good sibling would do in this moment and enjoy the literal hell out of it while it lasted.
The purple cladded teen smiled, βIf you were too much inβ¦a mood to study, you couldβve just told me, April.β He giggly joked, which only caused the older to bury her face into her hands more, muttering a quiet 'shut up', but with no real venom behind it. The softshell chuckled, scrolling through the flashcards before pausing.
Holy mother of Pearlβ¦hold ON a freaking second.
Now that he thought about it, it made so much sense that April was inβ¦a mood. No wonder she was so unfocused! Either heβs completely over-analyzing this wholeβ¦situation or Aprilβs just being a drama queen instead of just asking him to help with her wholeβ¦situation. Either or.
But he was going to bet his money on the first guess.
Suddenly, Donnie was snapped out of his thoughts as April grabbed his shoulderβs and started to shake him back and fourth somewhat in an aggresive manner. She sighed, noticing the pure surprise in the softshellβs eyes that he was now in fact out of Donnie-land and back on Earth.
βOh thank Godβ¦I thought I was going to have to whack you with my bat to get you to respond.β April joked. But the purple banded turtle knew damn well (definitely not because of past experiences) that his sister would not hesitate to use her bat if she needed to.
βAnywaysβ¦we should take a break.β The girl said suddenly, trying to change the subject. The younger teen raised an amused brow, knowing exactly what his sister was doing and decided to play along. The turtle let out a a small laugh, βWe took a break ten minutes ago.β
The eldest rolled her eyes, crossing her arms across her chest a she huffed, βSo letβs take another one!β
Donnie pinched the bridge of his snoutβ he was so SO close to punting April out of her apartment windowβ¦head. first. Oh sweet Gram-Gram up above have mercy on him.
The duo had just spent thirty minutes just arguing back and forth whether or not they should studyβ¦but they havenβt even truly studied yet! If they couldnβt get back on track soon, Donnie would fear he would be here all nightβ¦whichβ¦he wouldnβt really mind, of course. He loves spending time with his sister but he has more important things to do than help her study.
Like watching Bridgerton for example!
β¦Donβt judge himβ¦
But anywayβ April needed to start getting these facts in her brain ASAP! The test was in two days for crying out loud. And Donnie knows that April studying at the very last minute would not always give her B+'s and solid A-'sβ¦much to the olderβs disagreement.
βY'knowβ¦I actually have an idea to help you with youβre sudden lack of motivation towards studying, Ririβ¦β The younger smiled, trying to keep his tone as monotone as possible but couldnβt help the cheeky smile spreading across his face. The human girl raised suspicious a brow, not liking the sudden change of tone and facial expressions from her little brother.
That goofy little turtle was up to something. And April just KNOWS sheβs going to be the victim of whatever he was planning.
βWhatβs this idea of yours, little brother?β She asked, suspicion clear in her voice as her chocolate brown eyed narrowed at him. βFor it to work, can you sit directly in front of me so your back is facing towards yours truly?β The mutant asked, voice still very calm but his expression clearly mischievous. Aprilβs suspicion only rose as her younger brother spokeβ¦but did as she was told, sitting in front of him so her back was facing his front.
βOkaaaaayβ¦? Now what? Any more instructions?β The girl asked, her suspicion being replaced by genuine confusion. The younger teen snickered, βI think it would be better if Iβ¦use an example.β He explained.
βLet me just think of a random questionβ¦oh! During WWI, what did the British manufacture and poison?β The young genius asked, waiting for his sister to answer. He couldnβt see the otherβs expression as of right now, but he could just tell by her body language that she had absolutely no clue. The older rubbed the back of her neck, shrugging, βPshβ¦uh, I dunnoβ¦gunsβ¦?β
Donnie paused for a moment, trying his best to cover up his laugh with a cough. The younger wiped a happy tear from his eye before fixing his posture, putting the computer to the side of him. βIβm sorryβ¦guns? April, how can you poison a GUN?β He asked, trying to understand the logic behind his eldest siblingβs answer.
April groaned, βDude I just said I didnβt know! It was the 1600βs or something! Whoβs to say they DIDNβT poison guns?!β
The softshellβs left eye twitched, βWWI takes place in the 1800βsβ¦β
The chocolate brown eyed teen turned around to her brother slightly, βAre you sure about that?β (John Cena reference goes crazyβ¦)
βYES!!!β
βAlright alright! Jeezβ¦no need to shout. Heard you loud and clear, Houston.β She mumbled, resting her cheek on her palm becauseβ¦
Houston, she definitely had a problem.
Her Civil War test was in two freaking days and she barely even knew what century it took place in. She was screwed. She was the definition of the word screwed.
And anyways, tenth grade sucked major ass anyway. Flunking one History class wouldnβt be so bad. But April knew damn well Donnie, along with Raph, Leo, Mikey, Splinter, her Mom and literally everyone else in here life would not let her even touch an ounce of flunking.
She sighed, ββ¦How is this supposed to be helping me again? Because this is literally the same tactic weβve been doing but instead Iβm facing away from you.β
The young genuis hummed knowingly, looking at the computer screen behind him, βYou got the question I asked wrong, correct?β
βIβ¦mean, yeah. Why are you askiEEEEKβ!β The girl shreiked, hugging her middles as her younger sibling randomly poked her in the ribs. She turned her head around once more, glaring at the taller teen, βDonnieβ¦what the actual fuck?β She seethed.
Which, in retrospect, that tone wouldβve had the young genuis running for the hills any dayβ¦but today was not that day.
βOkayβ¦so hereβs what weβre gonna do, sis.β The younger one grinned cheekily, βIβll ask you Civil War questions from the flashcards. If you get a question right, nothing happens. But if you get a question wrong Iβll have to tickle you.β He finished like it was the most casual sentence to say.
βHow is that fair?β April huffed.
βThis studying tactic helps you with youβre current mood AND helps you study more. Itβs pretty fair if you ask me.β The softshell snickered.
βI hope you get run over by a car when youβre heading back to the lairβ¦β The eldest grumbled, turning back around to face away from the taller teen.
The other barked out a laugh, finding this whole situation completely and utterly hilarious. βLove you too, Riri.β He smiled, βNow! Shall we get started~?β
βDo I even have a choice at this pointβ¦?β
βNoβ¦not really!β The purple banded turtle shrugged, going onto the computer to pull up a question. April giggled slightly, trying to stifle her laughs by covering her mouth. Donnie snickered at the adorable sight, poking his sisterβs side, βI havenβt even tickled you yet and youβre already giggling up a stormβ¦I wonder why that isβ¦β
βShuhut uhup yohou Megaha-mihihind looking thing...β The smaller teen grumbled, swatting at the otherβs hands as he merely chuckled, βAlrightβ¦in what year did the Civil War begin?β He asked.
The glasses wielding teenager thought a bit, βWellβ¦you said earlier tonight it was started in, like, the 1800'sβ¦β
βMhm. So what year?β
βLikeβ¦1855β¦?β She guessed, which resulted in Donnie carrying out his promise as he to tickle her underarms. The older let out an inhuman shriek, clamping her arms down as she kicked her feet on the carpet, βDOHONNIE!!β She shouted through her laughs.
βHm? Whatβs up? You need something April?β
βSTAHAHAP IHIT!β The smaller teen cried out, squirming back and forth. The softshell rolled his eyes fondly, βYouβre just a couple years off. C'mon, just guess.β
β1843?!β
βHigherβ¦β Donnie commented as he scribbled his nails on the sides of her neck. The human girl shrieked, scrunching her shoulders as her back fell against the turtleβs plastron, β1865!!!β
βLowerβ¦thatβs when it ended. But youβre still super close.β The mutant stated, moving his fingers down to tickle at her sides. April shook her head hugging her middles as she banged the balls of her feet harder on the floor, β1864???β
βLowerβ¦β The turtle said as he gave one quick squeeze to her hips. The girl jolted, letting out a loud, hilarious and genuine scream as she laughed, β1861!!! IHIHITβS 1861!!! DAHAHAMMIT *squeal* STAHAHβ!!β The human teen covered her mouth in surprise, blushing profusely at the noise she just let out.
The mutant couldnβt help but giggle in amusement, happy and somewhat shocked at the noise that escaped his siblingβs mouth, βAwe~! Okay, now that was straight up adorable.β
βShuHUT UHUP.β The girl threatened, still hugging her middles which Donnie couldnβt help but chuckle to. βI do not know why you are so hostile towards me. My tactic is helping you!β
βLihihike hehehell ihit ihihihisβ¦β April grumbled. The young genius raised an amused brow, crossing his arms, βWhen did the Civil War start?β
ββ¦1861β¦β She mumbled.
βAnd when did it end?β
ββ¦1865β¦β
Fucking smartassβ¦
βPoint takenβ¦β April huffed as she glared to the side, crossing her arms as the taller teen pulled up another question, βAlrighty then. What fort did Confederate General P.G.T Beauregard fire on to officially start the Civil War?β
The girl blinked, ββ¦What fort? Likeβ¦a pillow fort?β The turtle jabbed her in the side, resulting in a loud squeal from his sister. βIHIβM BEING SERIOUS, YOHOU ASS!β
Donnie feigned a fake gasp, wrapping one arm around Aprilβs chest, keeping her arms in place as the other hand worked its way down and tickled all over her stomach.
The eldest let out an ear piercing scream, kicking her legs on the floor even harder. βIβll ask again: What fort did Confederate General P.G.T Beauregard fire on to start the Civil War?β
βIHIβ *squeak* DAHAβ *hic* FUHUCKIN DAHAHAMMIT!!!β
βMmmβ¦nope. Thatβs not it~!β
βDEEHEEHEE!!!β
βIβm barely even touching you!β Donnie scoffed, βTo think what would happen if Iββ
βFAHAHβ *hic* FAHAHAβ *squeal* FOHORT SUHUHUMTER!!! IHIHIβ *hic* DOHOHON!!!β And just like that, the taller teen stopped yet again as he scrolled on his computer. βCahan Ihi gehehet breaks at leheheast?β April giggled out. Donnie chuckled at the question, βThis right now is your break. Enjoy it while it lasts.β
Oh God up above that little walking talking green beanstalk will be in a world of hurt after all of this was overβ¦
The purple banded turtle released April from his embrace, βThis is an easy one. Who was electedββ
βLIHINCOLN! ABRAHAM LINCOLN!!!β The girl shouted immediately, letting out a huge wave of relief wash through herβ¦that lasted, like, a good second and a half before she felt fingers poking her in the back, causing her to flinch involuntarily. βIHI ANSWERED COHORRECT, YOHOU FOHOHOUR EYED FREEHEEK!β
Donnie let out a satisfied huff, resuming to scribble at the elderβs underarms, βWell first things first: Your wearing glasses right now. So I donβt even know why your setting yourself upββ April squirmed so frantically that her glasses fell off of her face. The softshell turtle couldnβt help but laugh at the sudden action that played in front of him, βI stand corrected.β
The girl wheezed softly, a small tinted blush spreading on her face, βYOHOUβ *squeak* THIHIS IHIHIS CHEATING!!β
βHohow is this cheating?β Donnie asked innocently, tickling the otherβs underarms harder.
βNAHAβ *hic* IHI GOHOHOT IHIT *hic* RIHIHIGHT!!!β
βOh. My apologies then.β The taller teen said, chuckling as the other in front of him grumbled curses and threats here and there. βOkayβ¦what was the CSS Hunley?β
ββ¦Thehe whahahatβ¦?β
βI talked about this several timesβ¦β The turtle mused, his finger inching excruciatingly close to Aprilβs hips. The eldest held onto her little brotherβs wrists, shaking her head back and forth as loud cackles echoed around the room, βIHI REHEALLY *hic* *hic* DUHUHUNO! DOHOHON *squeal* PLEHEASE *hic*!!!β
βOho donβt you even. You should have been listening to me when I was explaining this to you!β
βIHI WAHAS IHI *hic* WAHAHAS!!!β
The softshell chuckled at the retort, tasing April in the side causing her to let out a goblin-like shriek. βWohoahβ¦Iβve never hear thatΒ noise beforeβ¦β The smaller teen wheezed out a tired laugh, slumping against her brotherβs plastron.
Maybe instead of just flunking this test she could just simply pass way right here right now. The younger rested his chin on Aprilβs shoulder, giving her a knowing look. She gulped in giddy panic, small giggles escaping her mouth once again.
He wouldnβt. He would neverβ¦oh, who is April kidding?! Of course that windshield wiper look-a-like wouldβ¦
βWeβll skip this one. The answer was a submarine. We literally listened to Yellow Submarine by The Beatles to help you get the jist of itβ¦β The softshell sighed knowingly, βThis is an easy oneβ¦β
βWhose military genius and personality is often credited with holding the Confederate Army together?β The softshell asked, wiggling his fingers near Aprilβs sides in an anticipatory manner.
βSTAHAP DOING THAHAT!!!β April yelled. βIβm not doing anything! Youβre going to get it wrong anyway so Iβm just participating in the inevitable.β The young genius said, putting his hands in his lap and smiling down on his computer. More nervoud giggles escaped the otherβs mouth, wanting to absolutely punt her little brother right here and right now.
Because believe it or not, she did actually know the answer to this questionβ¦since the answer was that dumb Robert E. Lee guy.
And worst of all, Donnie knows she knows the answer to the question. He just wants to be a little shit.
βTimes up, OβNeil~!β
βWHAHAT!?!? YOHOUΒ NEHEVER *squeal* SAHAHAID IHI *squeal* WAHAS TIHIMED!!!β The eldest squealed.
βWell I did just now, didnβt I?β The younger one teased, pinching the spot where Aprilβs side met her hips. βOHO YOHOHOUβ *squeak* FUHUHUCKIN SHIHIHIT!!! MY *hic* GOHOD! NAHAT *hic* THEHERE!!!β
βAw but why not~? Is riiiight here better~?β The purple banded turtle asked innocently, tickling his sisterβs hips mercilessly. The girl lurched her back up out in hopes that she could at least buck Donnie off of her, but the younger turtle only smiled and continued his attack as he drilled his fingers into his sisterβs hips.
April screeched, βDEEHEE!!! YOHOU LIHITTLE SHIHAβ *hic* NAHAT *squeal* THEHE HIHI- *hic* PLEHEHEASE!!!β
βD'aww~! Is my tough big sister too ticklish for this~? I think she is~!β Donnie teased. βSTAHAP STAHAP!! YOHOU *squeal* GEHET *hic* OHOHOFF OHOF *hic* MEEHEE!!!β
βOho my banana pancakesβ¦I forgot how ticklish you are despite your usual tough teen demeanorβ¦βΒ
April screamed in laughter, βDOHOHONNIE!!!β
βYes, my beloved older sister whom I love dearly?β
βSTAHAHAP *hic* IHIT NOHOHOW!!!β
βThen whatβs the answer~? I know you know it~!β
βOKAHAHAY! OKAHAY!!! THAHAT RAHAβ *squeak* THEHE ROHOBERT *hic* GUHUHUY!!! DEEHEE COHOME OHOHON!!β The girl laughed, happy tears welling up in her eyes slightly. The taller teen stopped, letting the other slump against him as she giggled tiredly. βSo~! Based on everything weβve gone over tonightβ¦could you give me a quick little summary on what we went over?β
April rolled her eyes, adjusting herself so she was facing her little brother again. The softshell grabbed a Sprite from Aprilβs mini fridge at the bottom of her bed, tossing her one of the sodaβs.
The elder teenager basically chugged the drink, putting the empty can to the side, pondering her answer a little bit before saying, βThe Cihivil Wahar staharted inβ¦like, 1861 and ended in 1865. Basically, Confederate troopsΒ fihired onΒ Fohort Sumterβ which ihihis in Charleston Haharbor. Sohouth Carolina could nohot put uhuhup with a federal fohort blohohocking aha sea portββ The teen paused, looking at her brother in pure shock as the other just smiled back at her.
ββ¦Holy fucking shit. I sound like yohou explaining sohohome gadget ohor something.β The girl chuckled out. βIβll take that as a compliment.β The purple cladded turtle said, crossing his arms amusingly.
April chuckled at the gesture, resting her cheek on her palm again, βYeheahβ¦I guess. Thanks fohor the help, Deeheeβ¦β
βAnything for my big sis!β The softshell smiled, turning to close his computer. βWe should do these study sessions more often! It helped you know more about your topic and it helped you with your current mood.β He grinned teasingly.
βYouβre out of your damn mind.β The eldest glared, crossing her arms as she scoffed at the offer. But the younger did 100% take notice that she didnβt deny the suggestion by any means.
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#If you are unawareβ¦YES. Robert E Lee is an actual person#Heβs ugly afβ I donβt reccommend searching him up#HIS LAST NAME THO?!?!? MY GOSH during History class in Middle School I was blushing up a STORM#I projected onto April sm in this itβs not even funny ππ#Where are all the Lee!April tickle fics bruh???#We need to show her some love you guys π₯Ήπβ¨ππ#Rottmnt#Rottmnt tickle#Lee!April#Ler!Donnie#Rottmnt tickle fic#Rottmnt tickle fanfiction#I love these two sm theyβre the duo EVER (I say that with every duo EVERβ¦)#ππ#DNA DUOOO AHHHH#Whoever came up with that duo name ur a genuis u deserve an Oscar#Also Don watching Bridgerton is canon (idk how to spell it HELPPPPP)#I was in the writing room TRUUUUST βΊοΈπ
πΎ#Tmnt tickle#I do *COugH* have another *COUgh* Lee!April fic in the *cOugH* works so look out for that#Whaaaaat I mean I didnβt say anythingggg π«£π«£π«£β¦#I hope you guys like this though#π₯²ππΎ#Idk how well this will do since I donβt think ppl like Lee!April a lot over the turtles but ughmshdhdm#THROWS THIS DUMPSTER FIRE OF A FIC ON UUU πππππ©·#Also uhβ¦this is gonna be like my 6th Rise fic I think??????#Damn.#If no one is going to write for this girlboss I will GLADLY do it myself π₯Ήπππ©·#Tried making this one a TAAAAAAD bit longer ππ
πΎβ¦#The Grape duoβ¦my absolute babiesβ¦Iβm gonna SOBBBB I love them smΒ β¨ππ
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