#LITTLE LEO I CAN'T WHY ARE YOU SUCH A PLUSHY HUH

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Part 10!

…there’s….there’s some very showy scenes coming up…can you tell ahahah

Part 1

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Trouble Prone (Turtle Tots: Before the Rise)

@flufftober 2024 Day 9- “Don't do that!” ... “But-”

Fandom: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Chapter Summary: When Raph says “Don't jump”, Leo jumps anyway. What's a big brother to do?

Duo: Magnetic Duo

A/N: This one took longer to put out than I wanted but it kinda fought me every step of the way and I don't know why haha. Hope you enjoy!!

If Raph had a nickel every time Leo did something directly after Raph told him not to, he'd have…

 .…..?........ 

…Well, he'd be a lot richer, that was for sure. 

Sometimes it was like Leo existed just to test his patience. When Raph told him not to jump on the bed, he jumped anyway. When Raph told him not to eat candy so close to bed, he ate it anyways. When Raph told him to go to sleep, he found Leo two hours later playing video games in the dark. 

It was like a game to Leo, do the exact opposite of whatever Raph says and the more worry lines you give your big brother, the higher your score! It was infuriating! 

Especially since it wasn't like Leo didn’t know what he was doing was wrong because he absolutely did. Raph told him so and yet he still chose to ignore him, Every. Single. Time.

And of course Raph loved Leo, completely, even with all the chaos. But that didn't make the bad behavior any easier to deal with. And between Leo, Donnie, and Mikey’s own unique breeds of chaos to contend with, Raph’s hands were fit to bursting at this point!

But today it seemed like he might actually get a break. Because today was the day the Extreme Skateboard Finals premiered live, a competition he and his brothers looked forward to seeing all year! And not even his three chaotic siblings were interested in ruining that. Which meant Raph could just relax and enjoy the show with his three favorite people in the world. Dad was napping in his room which even meant they had the projector room all to themselves! 

They were all rooting for Sydney Allen, of course, hoping she could take home the championship this year, cheering and screaming at every trick she flawlessly executed- which was all of them because she was the best skateboarder who ever lived in Raph’s humble opinion. 

“She's getting really far this year!” Raph said, excitedly, tail wagging hard behind him. He was laying on the floor with a plushie tucked under his chin as a pillow. 

“I know! I'm so proud of her!” Mikey squealed, slumped against Donnie who was curled up with him in their dad’s chair. 

The young genius nodded and gave his little brother a pet on the head. “Indeed Angelo. And if my calculations are correct, which they always are a-hem, then she should just need to land her signature quadruple heelfip to be in the running for gold.”

“I bet I could do the quadruple heelflip,” Leo brought up casually, lying on the floor next to Raph and munching on a bowl of popcorn he kept hogging despite agreeing to share. 

Raph snorted, rolling his eyes. “Yeah, okay Leo.” 

Leo's gaze snapped to him immediately, looking quite offended and annoyed at what was supposed to be simple sibling banter. Then again, Leo was pretty competitive so maybe it wasn't that surprising. 

“What?! I could! You don't know!’ 

Raph's eyebrows raised in doubt, even as he tried to placate his little brother with a gentle, “Uh huh, sure.”

This seemed to somehow make Leo even angrier, glaring and flicking popcorn at the snapper. “I'm serious! I could totally pull it off! In fact, I bet I'd do it so well they'd give me gold right there on the spot!”

 Raph huffed at the way too overinflated ego on his little brother. “Most pros can't even do the QHF, Leo,” he said in a pinched tone. 

Leo flapped his hand dismissively at the very true statement while shoving popcorn into his mouth with the other. “Pfft, it doesn't look that difficult,” he said around a mouthful of kernels. 

“It's incredibly difficult,” Donnie interjected flatly. 

That was accompanied by a groan and huge rolling of eyes from his twin. “Whatever. You guys are just jealous of my mad skills.”

“Just watch the show, Leo,” Raph dismissed the same time Donnie said, “What skills?” 

Leo frowned, upset. “Fine. Since none of you believe me, I'll just have to show you I can,” he declared, hopping to his feet to apparently do just that.

“What? No! Don't do that!” Raph shouted, darting after his little brother to try and stop him. 

“But-” Leo started to protest but was swept off his feet by Raph before he could finish. 

“No buts,” was all Raph said, carrying his little brother back to his spot, carefully laying him on the floor and then plopping down on top of him- not hard enough to crush him but enough to keep him still- effectively cutting him off from any further escape attempts. 

“Hey! Come on, no fair!” Leo squawked, trying to wiggle out from under the massive snapper, but Raph knew for a fact he wasn't strong enough to single-handedly lift him up and the other two knuckleheads were too busy snickering over Leo’s misfortune to help. “Raaaappph! Get off!!” 

“Nuh uh, you're way too comfy a pillow,” Raph said casually. 

Leo threw his head back, groaning dramatically. “Ugggghhhh, why are you always like this?! Can’t you just let me do the stupid stunt already?!” 

“Nope. Not until you're older, Leo.”

There was a short pause on Leo’s part before he relented far too quickly, “Fine.”

Okay that was way too easy, Raph decided. He needed to cover his bases better in case Leo was trying to trick him somehow. “Promise?” he pushed, giving him a skeptical look. 

This time Leo answered immediately. “Yes, I promise,” he snapped. “Now can you get off of me?!” 

Raph nodded, satisfied. “Mmmm, after the show.”

Leo grumbled something under his breath but didn't argue further, instead folding both arms under his chin and shifting around under Raph’s weight to begrudgingly try and get comfortable. He also shoved a handful of popcorn in his mouth, chewing aggressively into the silence. 

Raph stole a few of own before returning his attention to the screen, giving himself a mental pat on the back for resolving that situation like a boss.

He assumed that was the end of it as they finished watching the championship (all screaming in victory when Sydney Allen did end up taking home gold!) and then split off to do their own things. 

So it came as quite a shock when Raph found his three little brothers gathered by the skate ramp, Leo about to do the very stunt he'd promised not to. The slider was at least wearing a helmet and decked out in every pad they had on hand but it still sent Raph’s heart racing triple-time. And Donnie and Mikey seemed uninterested in stopping him, watching from below and the latter even recording the whole thing on his phone. 

Leo didn’t notice Raph approaching at first, too busy bragging to the camera, grinning big and bold and unafraid. “...and now, all of you will witness the greatest trick ever performed by a turtle before!”

“Leo!” Raph screamed and the slider startled back, turning to his big brother with wide, caught eyes. 

“Ahh, Raph! I mean…” Leo's posture smoothed out, plastering on a coy, trustworthy grin. “Hey, big bro, what's up?”

Raph stampeded all over that question in favor of the more pressing issue, which was, “What do you think you're doing?!” 

“Uhhh, skateboarding,” Leo replied, pretending to look puzzled. “Why? Is that suddenly not allowed?” It was a very convincing act, Raph had to admit, but he wasn't falling for it! He knew exactly what Leo was up to and he was not letting him get away with it no matter how sly he was. 

“Don't play innocent, Leo. Just admit it… you were about to try and do the quadruple heelflip, weren't you?”

Leo wasn't the slightest bit fazed by the accusation or the sharp glare from Raph, his pasted-on smile never faltering as he replied, “Moi? Why would I ever do such a thing after you told me not to?”  

“Uh huh,” Raph snapped in disbelief. He could see he wasn't getting anywhere like this and so redirected his attention to his other little brothers, who were quietly watching the whole thing,  Donnie still recording. “And what was Leo really doing?” he asked them instead.

“Not the quadruple heelflip!” Donnie nervously blurted the same time Mikey exclaimed, “The quadruple heelflip!” 

Raph's snaggletooth gleamed white as he grinned smug at his blue brother. Leo didn't even seem to notice as he was busy glaring daggers at his other siblings. “Really guys?!” he snapped. 

“What? I said you weren't doing the quadruple heelflip!” 

When Leo did finally return his focus on Raph, his smile was noticeably strained. “Any chance we could redo this whole convo?” It was his half-joking, half-pleading voice but it didn't even leave a dent in Raph’s barrier. 

He just crossed his arms and said firm, “Nope.” 

“Figured,” Leo grumbled, visibly deflating. 

“So,” Raph began calmly before his temper exploded. “I can't believe you right now! I tell you not to do the quadruple heelflip and so you try and do it anyways behind my back?! You even promised me you wouldn't!” He leaned forward, emphasizing each word. “You promised, Leo! You. Promised.” 

Leo's smile turned a bit sheepish, but he still raised a knowing finger in the air, pointing out, “Well actually you said I couldn't do it till I was older and technically I am older than when i promised that, soooo…”

Raph's eye twitched and he had to count to five to keep from completely losing it. Of course the kid would try and loophole around his promise, that was so infuriatingly Leo! “You know what I meant!” he hissed through gritted teeth, shaking with the effort it was taking to keep any semblance of calm intact. 

He briefly turned his scolding glare onto his other little brothers because he had a bone to pick with them, too. “And you weren't going to do anything to stop him?!”

“I was gonna film him,” Donnie replied without an ounce of guilt. 

Raph sighed deep, rubbing palms over his eyes to try and alleviate the pounding in his head. He was definitely getting a headache from all this. “Get off the skateboard now,” he demanded, stepping forward to pull him off if need be. 

“No!” Leo shouted, rolling back a bit to keep from getting snatched up by Raph again. “Just let me try! Please!”

“Leo,” Raph warned in a barely restrained growl. 

Leo flinched but kept inching back. “But I'm being careful! See! I'm wearing a helmet and knee pads and elbow pads. Even shell pads!” 

“Leo!” Raph snapped a little panic in his tone now and he picked up the pace a little. The slider was getting further and further away from him. 

“Why don't you ever let me do anything fun?!” Leo shouted, angry and sad and who knew what else, breaths coming out in thready gasps, eyes squeezed shut. “You just yell and boss me around all day! You're the worst big brother ever!”

“Leo!” Raph screamed. Diving forward. 

“I hate y- AAAAAAAAAA!” Leo yelped in fear and surprise as the back wheels clattered over the ledge he'd been gently crawling towards, causing the momentum of the board to abruptly shift. Leo’s eyes were huge and afraid as he saw the long drop below, arms pedaling the air to try and regain balance, but the board was already starting to tip over the edge. 

Raph reached Leo just in time, scooping him up into safe arms, the slider latching on with all his might, shaking head to toe. Raph heard something shatter below and peeking over the edge, the skateboard had snapped clean in two. The snapper’s heart trembled in his throat, realizing that had almost been Leo.

There was a distressed chirp from Raph's arms and he immediately focused on comforting Leo, churring from deep in his throat and letting it rumble through both their shells. It was shaky at first- because he was scared nearly out of his mind- but he somehow managed to steady it into something hopefully soothing. 

It must have been because Raph felt the tension slowly begin to unwind from his little brother’s body; though he still stayed curled tight around Raph as he shivered. 

He could feel Leo’s rabbit-quick pulse from where they were pressed shell to shell, hear the small hiccups in his breath, and so redoubled his efforts, letting the churr grow into an earthquake in their chests, rattling their teeth with its intensity. 

Out of his peripherals, he saw Donnie and Mikey a few feet away watching anxiously. He smiled at them both, silently reassuring them and they visibly relaxed.  

Once Leo seemed calm enough, Raph asked, soft and in his baby voice, “You okay now, bud?”

“I-I’m f-f-fine,” Leo replied through chattering teeth- clearly fibbing- though Raph was thankful it seemed to be from fear and not pain. 

“Good,” Raph said, breathing a sigh of relief. He took a seat on the floor, still keeping Leo close, legs wobbling too much for standing right now, anyways. “That was seriously too close! Though I don't think your skateboard survived the fall,” Raph joked, chuckling a little to try and relieve some tension even knowing Leo could probably tell how heavy his heart was pounding against his chest. 

Leo always told jokes when he was scared or upset, that was just how his little brother worked. 

But Leo didn't laugh, didn't smile, didn't play it off with his own joke. Instead he gripped tighter and his breathing shuddered as if fighting off tears. 

“Leo?” Raph whispered, worried, putting a light hand on his back. A glance over at Donnie and Mikey and their faces had gone pale. 

“You were right,” Leo mumbled, sad. “I nearly died and wrecked my board and freaked you out and that was without even doing the stupid stunt! If I had it'd probably be way worse!” 

Raph nodded reluctantly, concerned he was rubbing Leo’s mistake in his face and making him feel worse. “Yeah.” 

Leo shifted in Raph's arms, allowing the snapper to get a good look at his brother's miserable expression. “I'm sorry for all those things I said. I didn't mean it. You're… actually like, the best big brother ever.”

Raph smiled soft, feeling his heart swell with pride. He'd been so focused on saving Leo he hadn’t really paid attention to what had been said but it warmed him up inside to hear the apology all the same, a warmth that spread from the very core of his being. “Thanks,” he said, feeling a little humbled. And because he didn’t want Leo to think otherwise, he added, “You’re a pretty great little bro.”

Leo perked up a little at that but ultimately seemed more confused by the sudden praise. “Wh-What? How can you say that when all I do is get in trouble all the time?!”

“Well yeah, you are a bit of a pain in the shell sometimes,” Raph admitted and Leo’s face fell. But then the snapper started nuzzling his cheek, making the boy giggle in surprise. “But you’re my pain in the shell,” he added with gooey affection. 

“And the only reason I get onto you about stuff is because I’m trying to keep you safe, ya little knucklehead. So stop trying to give me a heart attack all the time,” he continued, tone light as he noogied his baby brother, making him laugh hysterically. “Taking care of you three bozos is hard enough as it is.”

“Okay, okay,” Leo gasped, his smile returning in full-force as he shoved Raph’s arm away. “I’ll tone down the chaos a little, I guess.” 

“A little?” Raph repeated, skeptically.

Leo shrugged. “Well I can’t stop completely or else you’ll lose your edge!” 

“Uh huh,” Raph murmured with a roll of his eyes. “Okay fine, then how about giving me an actual promise this time not to do the quadruple heelflip?”

That made Leo sit up a little straighter, the slider loudly clearing his throat and very seriously placing one hand over his heart while raising the other. “I promise you I won’t try and do the quadruple heelflip until I’m way, way older. Like at least ten!”

“Good,” Raph said with an approving nod, giving Leo one last squeeze before letting him go. “Otherwise I’ll have to make you my pillow again.”

“Ugggghhh, no! Not that!” Leo played along, dramatically falling backwards onto Raph’s tail. “Anything but that.” 

Raph snorted and Leo giggled again.  Everything was right with the world. 

Raph noticed Mikey and Donnie running off towards the lab, holding the broken pieces of Leo’s skateboard. The youngest shot him a thumbs up which he returned. 

“I’m sorry for always being so much trouble,” Leo suddenly said, drawing Raph’s attention back to him. He did look sorry too, biting his lip and staring up at him with a sad and tense expression. This wasn’t an act. Raph could tell. It was a genuine apology. 

So he scooped Leo up once more, letting him rest against his shoulder so he could give him a wet kiss on the head. “That’s okay,” Raph replied, unbearably fond. “You’re worth the trouble.” 

A/N: This was originally going to go a way more comedic route with Leo actually trying to do the stunt and then like, falling into all their snacks or something as a reference to the show but I'm much happier with this direction instead because it led to cuddly turts!! My favorite kind of fluff!!

So this chapter and day 8 were sorta meant to be a little duology because it was just Raph dealing with disaster twin's stuff back to back. But then Halloween happened and now they are split up, so I guess Raph got a break after all, haha. They'll still always go together in my mind though!!

See ya in the next one!!

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[Scout] White Bear / Pure White Diary 2

Tsumugi: Hiyori-kun, you've been quiet for a while now. What's wrong?

Leo: Oi~, what are you guys talking about? Let us in on it too. ☆

Yuzuru: We've finished talking to all of the children. Here's the list of presents they want.

Tsumugi: Thank you for taking care of that for me.

Truth is, apparently there's a bedridden boy in this hospital, and he wants permission to go outside as his Christmas present.

Adonis: Permission to go outside...? Is he allowed to do that, Staff-san?

Tsumugi: ...Hmm, I see. his health is so frail that the winter season means he can't even leave his room.

Leo: Not even his room? So that means he won't get to join the Christmas party?

Yuzuru: ...I see. The white teddy bear will be the one to join the Christmas party in place of him.

Leo: Hm~? But this lil guy doesn't look like he's got a camera or anything. Is he really gonna take that kid's place?

Tsumugi: I think so. It looks like the boy himself is using it as his stand-in.

Here's the letter that came with the backpack the teddy bear was in.

We could broadcast the Christmas party to him if there's a TV in his room, but... Hm?

Hiyori: ...

Tsumugi: Hiyori-kun, you've been quiet for a while now. What's wrong?

Hiyori: ...I'm thinking of how we could grant his wish.

What if he we take him outside via car? He'll be warm inside the car, so it'd be easier on his body.

Leo: Ooh, great idea! I'll be taking the wheel then. ☆

Hiyori: You will? That's a little scary, I feel like you'll get into a car accident!

Leo: You're so rude~. I haven't been in one yet, though!

Hiyori: Even if you say that, I'm worried you will. I'll get a car and driver prepared!

Tsumugi: P-please wait.

It would be difficult for him to go outside even if he's in a car. We're not his family or his doctor, so what if something happens to him?

Hiyori: But Tsumugi-kun... I want to make everyone's wishes come true.

He'd feel left out if his wish was the only one we couldn't fulfill.

Adonis: Tomoe-senpai...

Leo: ...Staff-san, are visitors allowed in his room? Can we go see him and stuff?

I get that the teddy bear is supposed to be his stand-in, but if it's okay for us to go see him, we wanna talk with him face to face.

'Cause that's what we came here for. ♪

<A few minutes later.>

Leo: Hi there~, are you this lil guy's owne— no, friend?

Boy: Huh? The idol onii-chans? Why are you guys here?

Leo: We're here to bring him home. See? "I'm home~☆". (Leo waves one of its paws.)

Boy: Wah, thank you.

Ehehe... Welcome home, White Bear.

Adonis: White Bear...? Is that its name?

Boy: Yeah, 'cause that's what was on his ear tag...

I got White Bear for my birthday, so he's my best friend.

Leo: Wahaha! I love names that are easy to understand. ☆

Boy: Ah... The letter in my bag is gone.

Idol onii-chan, did you guys... read my letter?

Hiyori: Yes, we read it. You wrote, "I want to go outside for Christmas", right?

Boy: Yeah. The nurse said I could write anything I want, so...

But... you can forget about it, 'cause I don't have any hope it'll happen.

Hiyori: Eh, what do you mean?

Boy: 'Cause it's impossible — going outside even though I can't even leave my room...

Yuzuru: (whispering) ...Um, Aoba-sama.

Judging from the medical equipment by his bed, it appears it'll be difficult to take him outside like you said.

Tsumugi: (whispering) Yes, you're right...

...

...Ah, okay.

Will you listen to what we have to say? We had an idea—

May we look after White Bear for a while?

Leo: Hmm? What are we gonna do?

Tsumugi: I actually saw it in a magazine or something, it's a business that offers to take people's plushies travelling for them.

It seems they would take pictures of the plushie and then send them to its owner.

What if we also take White Bear to different places so that it'd make fun Christmas memories for him?

Adonis: That's not a bad idea, but won't he feel hesitant letting complete strangers look after something important to him?

It would be a problem if we lost it somewhere, on the off chance it happens.

Boy: Um, it's okay if you do.

Dad told me there's a button on White Bear's butt that lets him know where he is.

Hiyori: An Airtag? That's good then. [1]

Boy: Yeah... To be honest, I wanna go too, but I know I can't do that, so—

Idol onii-chans, will you take White Bear outside for me?

Let him see what Christmas is like outside the hospital for me.

Hiyori: Of course. We'll go to all kinds of places for you.

I'll make sure White Bear will have a fun Christmas... ♪

<The next day, in one of ES' practice rooms.>

Yuzuru: Good morning... Oh, it seems like the members of Flambé! aren't here yet.

I'll have White Bear-san sit on this chair.

Secure him in his seat so that he doesn't fall off... There. [2]

Subaru: Fusshi~, yahoo yahoo. ☆ What's with the bear?

Yuzuru: Allow me to introduce him. This is White Bear-san. ♪

Notes:

紛失防止タグ (lit. lost item prevention tag): refers to all GPS-tracking/smart tags. I used Airtag here since the kid called it a button, and it's what most people are familiar with.

You can see the picture Yuzuru took of White Bear in Tsumugi's 3* unbloomed.

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“Is that something you want to talk about?”

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"So...is that something you want to talk about?"

Raph leaned his full weight against the closet door, making it creak. "D?"

A long moment of silence. Then; a single knock.

No.

"Okay, tha's fine. As long as I know you're in there, bud. If I gotta organise a search party I'd wanna do it before Dad gets home." He laughed; a single awkward bark.

The Comfy Closet had been something Donnie and Dad had put together after The Great Sudsy Meltdown when Donnie was five. It was stuffed full of bedsheets and pillows, old pyjamas worn to a buttery softness, once-loved plushies waiting for their moment to shine and fuzzy, cosy blankets. Usually, Donnie just took a armful to bed when he was feeling overstimulated. Tonight, apparently, he'd simply walked in and closed the door.

It had been Raph's fault. He'd missed the signals that Donnie was approaching Meltdown Status; the glassy eyes, the snappish responses to being prompted to tidy up the common room/work on survellience for the next patrol/drink some water once in a while, the gritted-teeth insistence that they all thought he was stupid, that he wasn't a dumb-dumb, you know, and why couldn't everyone just shut up for a second...

So Raph, being Raph, had reached out and spun him by the shoulder, insisting Donnie needed to tell him what was wrong. And that was when Donnie spat back; "Do not fucking touch me, Raphael."

"Oooooooooh," Mikey had sang, sticking his head into the garage at just the wrong moment. "Donnie cuuuurrrrsed, he gon' get in trooouuu...ble."

Seeing his brother's faces, he'd swiftly retreated. That had been two hours ago, and no-one had seen Donnie since.

"Look, D," Raph continued, picking nervously as the skin of his knuckles, "I don't think you're a dumb-dumb, alright? No-one does. I just...I just blunder on ahead sometimes, y'know? Barking orders and giving you guys a hard time for...for nothin'. Like, you guys aren't babies no more, are you?"

A single knock.

"An'...an' I've always done that, haven't I, D?"

Two knocks. Yes. Raph winced. He knew what Donnie was thinking about. He was thinking about it, too.

Raph had been six. Dad hadn't been good for a month or two. Distant, you know? So Raph had been Big Brother, Playmate and Authority Figure for a while, and the younger kids were starting to rebel. He'd managed to wrestle Mikey and Leo into the bath, but Donnie was being stubborn. He liked his stink, apparently. So Raph had picked him up bodily and dumped him in the tub. Donnie had slipped, and bashed his soft shell against the taps, hard. His head went under water and he'd inhaled a lungful of frothy bathwater; triggering the biggest meltdown ever seen by man, rat or turtle. Not long after, the Comfy Closet was born.

Raph's knuckle worked its way into his mouth, and he worried at the skin with his tooth. Something he only did when he was feeling nervous. Or guilty.

"Aw, D...I'm so sorry. I just...you'd think after all this time, I'd be able to read yous guys' signals better, huh? Some leader I am."

Dont cry. Don't cry don't cry don't cry don't--

A creak. Raph stilled. The feeling of a hand inching its way along the ridge of his shell, down to his shoulder.

Pat. Pat pat. Pat pat pat pat pat pat pat pat...

Raph snorted; his nose suddenly full of tears and snot. Donnie had had a lot of nonverbal spells as a tot, and it always made Raph fret. Especially after the Great Sudsy Meltdown. So his brother used to sit and drum merrily away on Raph's shell, or his leg, or the top of his head. It was his little way of saying hey, I can't talk right now, but that doesn't mean we're not speaking. I still love you.

Raph reached up, found the wrist that the hand was attached to.

Pat pat pat pat pat pat. Pat pat.

They did that for ten minutes or more, in silence. Then, Raph laughed.

"We're so dumb."

Two knocks.

"Well," Raph continued, "when you want it, the shower's free. You can have it as hot as you want, with the scrubby brush for your shell? It'd make you feel better. Then maybe we'll order takeout, play some video games...you still need to help me with my Creature Crossing island..."

The closet door bumped against his shell; once, twice. Then, Donnie emerged; shark plushie shoved under one arm, Pooh Bear blanket wrapped around his shoulders like the cloak of some disgruntled, pre-school wizard.

"'m keepin' the blankie," he muttered. "An' no-one's gonna say nothin' 'bout it. Capisce?"

"Okay, that's fair. You're a grown turtle, after all."