#tmnt serene bean

[theserenebean]

A portal appears in the middle of the shop, and the rise turtles stumble out

"Leo," Raph pushes himself to his feet, looking around, "Where did you take us?"

"Sure doesn't look like the center of the maze, Donnie observes.

"I wanted pizza!" Mikey waves his arms angrily. "We were this close to getting pizza, twice!"

Leo waves his words away. "But my brother, why would you want plain old Hueso pizza or pretentious maze pizza that was supposed to the best ever, when instead, you can have," he gestures grandly around them, eyes flicking as he takes in his surroundings. A note of uncertainty creeps into his voice. "Coffee? And sandwiches? At a clearly superior establishment which I brought us to? No danger mazes here."

He slumps back into a chair, arms crossed behind his head. At the counter, Leo winces just before he hears the whoopee cushion.

His brothers stare, unimpressed, as Leo's eyes widen in horror and he pulls the offending prop out from under him.

"Well at least we can still get some--holy sine over cosine what is this menu?!" Donnie stares at the menu above, looking scandalized. Behind the counter, Leo manages a nervous noise. April steps up to help.

"I'm sure you guys have lots of questions--"

"Is there anything edible available at this establishment?"

Mikey pushes Donnie out of the way, eyes shining. "I wanna try one of everything! Wait. Where are the prices?"

"Everything comes with a price," April recites, "But--"

"How do you ruin coffee? How can you possibly ruin coffee? Please tell me you at least have flavorless juice!"

"I apologize, please forgive my tasteless antisocial brother--"

"Apologize and Forgive coming right up," Angel hollers.

"Wait," Mikey panics, "I didn't--ah, can we make those espressos?"

"Done."

"No!" Raph slides Mikey and Donnie out of the way. "No espressos for these two. Can we just start our order over?"

"You want to Begin Again?" April checks.

"Yes, please."

"As an espresso or a latte?" Angel asks.

Raph blinks. "Latte?"

"Ooh, I'll take Run Away, as it comes," Leo raises his hand to be seen beside Rapg.

"Good choice for you," Angel quips.

"Sandwiches!" Mikey pushes his way back up front. "We need sandwiches!"

"Flavorless juice!" Donnie insists.

"Two orders of Small Surprises to share," Leo says easily.

"Ooh, Wind with extra vinaigrette."

"Where are you reading? Raph doesn't see sandwiches."

"Hey, did anyone catch what she said about the price?" Leo cuts in thoughtfully.

"We can't always guarantee what it'll be," Leo speaks up.

For one blessed moment, there is silence as all four brothers blink disbelievingly at him.

"That's a terrible business model," Donnie says flatly. "I'll take two Fires. And we should get The End of All Things."

"You have chaotic tastes," April observes.

"I do," Donnie agrees mournfully, "Which is why I need my flavorless juice to--"

"I'll try Wind, I trust Mikey's taste," Leo interrupts. "Hey Raph, what do you want to eat?"

"Uh, I'll take Fire too, and we should get Void for April and Water for Dad. But can we go back to the espressos?"

April checks over the menu. "There is no Going Back. Did you want Change Your Mind?"

"Yes!"

"As an espresso, right?"

"... What."

"Mountain Punch for April!" Mikey pipes up. "And Only Dreaming for Dad, he does not need caffeine."

Angel sets the last drink on the counter. "Apologize, Forgive, Change Your Mind, and Mountain Punch--espressos. Begin Again and Run Away are lattes, Only Dreaming is of course the only smoothie, I got three Fires, two Winds, Void and Water, two Small Surprises, The End of All Things and of course," she gives Donnie a look, "One Flavorless Juice. Y'all understand there's a price for all this, right?"

"Just tell us what it is!" Mikey shoots back.

"We can't do that," April says flatly.

They stare at each other for a moment.

"You want this to go or are you getting a table?" Angel prompts.

"Oh, we have a table," Leo smirks, swirling his sword through the air. A portal appears, and Donnie and Mikey begin gathering food and drinks.

"So we're clear," Raph reiterates, "We're not stealing. Because you wouldn't tell us the price, or we would've paid."

"That's not really how it works here," Leo starts to explain, but faster than he can believe, the four turtles and all their food has disappeared through the portal. He blinks dazedly, then turns to April and Angel.

"Did they even notice they were in an alternate reality?"

"I don't think so," April replies.

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background/answered asks:

Yoshi and Tang Shen Shredder The Boys Robin and April Mutagen and Mousers Aunt Augusta Raph's Friends Mikey Hates Being the Youngest Leatherhead Casey and Angel

tmnt AZ

background boys meet April

tmnt of Oz

background/idea post

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5

The Lost Brother (tw for abuse and soul selling)

Splinter's backstory

Boys' Intro

Stitched Together

background so far Mikey

Purple Union

songs for Dons

background

Memory Mash Up

part 1 part 2 part 3

Where's the Honor in Secrets

One Two Three Four Five Six Seven

Thumbelina Dongel

background

Serene Bean

Multiversal Hangouts

Mikeys Leos Raphs Dons

Do you ever wanna talk about your feelings Donnie

Chess Spelling Donny Mikeys Roleplay Picky Dons Unicorns Storytime Raphs Only Allergic to Emotions Leos as B99 Art Class Art Class 2 Art Class 3 Art Class 4 Art Class 5 Hypothetical Question Raph has forbidden downplaying trauma The Nice Ones Raphael's Dignity Jealous Donnie Stakes

O'Neil Technologies (not linked yet)

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Let’s Play a Little Game Called “Too Many WIPS”!

Janey Doesn’t Know (Mass Effect)

“Would everyone stop fucking telling me to calm down? I am not going to fucking calm down! This is not the sort of situation in which one maintains a serene state of fucking mind!”

Damsel Out of Distress (working title) (Transformers)

The argument turned out to be repeatedly screaming “do you know who I am”, which none of the officers found particularly moving. 

A Civil Introduction (D&D)

Two strangers dragging away an unconscious drunk was suspicious. Two mercs hauling their shit-faced friend out of a bar was hilarious.

The Death and Life of Miko Nakadai (Transformers Prime)

“You fight and you fight, and you see nothing but death day in and day out...you either find a way to cope, or you crack.”

Above  (D&D)

In the Underdark, the air smelled like the sulfur of the hot spring, damp stone, thousands and thousands of bodies living and breathing and working. Up here, the earth smelled richer, deep and dark and lit by the green smell of things that flourished in the free air.

Alder  (D&D)

Ilmod’en lowered his head and nudged at the circlet of gold in her hair.

“It is no easy path that I lay before you.”

“It is no easy path,” she repeated, “but it is one I wish to walk.”

Poetry in Motion (Dragon Age Inquisition)

“She’s so amazing,” he said. “I’ve never seen anyone like her. She’s so beautiful and strong and powerful. Her spirit burns with passion like a forest fire.” He blinked. “I should write that down.”

“Kaariss,” Adaar said warningly as the qunari shuffled for a scrap of clean paper. “You can’t write love poems to Cassandra.”

“Well how else am I supposed to court her?”

Technically, It’s Brumation

“Oh what? You think I’m fine with you being a six foot talking turtle that can pick up trucks and do kung fu, but you take a really long nap once a year and suddenly it’s “I can’t take this mutant crap, I’m out’? Is that what you think, Raphie?”

Swerved and Missed (Transformers MTMTE)

“Misfire, I can tell you with absolute certainty that Swerve thinks you are going to kill him and wear his plating like a cape.”

Data-Point Comparison (TMNT 2012)

Their first Valentine's day was Raph beaning Casey in the head with a bar of lavender soap and saying “happy February 14th, you smell like a garbage can”.

and these are just the ones I might potentially finish someday this doesn’t even come close to everything send help I’m a danger to myself and others

[theserenebean]

2003 Donny enters

He saunters up with an easy smile, double-checking a list as he does. When he reaches the counter, his smile falls immediately. His eyes narrow, and he offers an icy greeting.

"Chaplin."

Chaplin's eyes likewise narrow, though there's an undercurrent of confusion. "Turtle Guy."

April looks scandalized. "Why, Dr. Chaplin, don't you even know their names?"

"No, yeah, of course I do. That was just a power move to assert my dominance. Leonardo."

Donny gives him a flat look.

"... Splinter?"

"Yikes," Casey says smugly.

"Well when Karai talks about them it's always Leonardo! Shredder and Stockman don't call them by name."

"They don't call you by name, either, Chaplin," Donny's voice is dripping poison.

"Ouch," Casey's sympathy is completely overridden by his big dopey grin.

"Hi April," Donny greets warmly, talking past Chaplin and Casey. "I like your outfit!"

"Thanks! The long mask tails suit you, though I don't think they'd work for my Donatello. Do you have any questions about the menu?"

"No, I just have," he holds up the list apologetically, "Kind of a long order."

"Ah, so you're on coffee run duty today?"

"I lost rock paper scissors."

"Mikey!" Chaplin blurted. "The silly one, right?"

Donny takes a half second to give him a disdainful look, then goes back to smiling at April. "Is it possible to add strawberry to Armed and Dangerous?"

"Sure," April writes it down, "What else can we get for you?"

"I need the Upper Hand--"

"That should've been first," Casey interjects.

"Try Again--"

"What I said was, the Upper Hand should've been first.

"Nightly Vigil, Trap Door, He Who Smelt it, and can I get the Spinning Kick double strength?"

Casey whistled. "It's a good thing you got the Upper Hand before the Spinning Kick."

"Seven drinks total?" April ignores Casey's antics.

"Yep!"

Chaplin grabs the paper eagerly. "I'll make the Nightly Vigil!"

April snatches it back. "You don't get dibs when you get a customer's name wrong."

His shoulders sank. "I'll get the teas."

The three of them split up to make the drinks. Donny takes a moment to take in his surroundings, enjoying the feeling of being out in the open like this in a shop full of customers.

Well, mostly enjoying. It still makes his stomach flutter uncomfortably as he had to fight the instinct to disappear. He's probably visibly shaking, as exciting and scary and just plain disorienting as this all is.

He's trying hard not to stare at the only other mutant turtle, a huge, spiky figure quietly sipping his coffee at a corner table. He looks broody and troubled, and Donny's trying not to think about which one of them he might be.

"Got all seven," Casey announces as he places the last drink on the counter. "You want a drink carrier?"

April puts her hands on her hips. "Does he want a drink carrier?"

"Nah," Donny grins crookedly, "Watch."

He uses one arm to hold four drinks against his plastron, clutching a fifth in his hand. One drink is in his other hand, and the last in the crook of his elbow. He turns smoothly and with confidence, seeming to have the situation under control. He makes it past the customers behind him who are looking up at the menu and then--

"Excuse--"

"Oh!"

The first drink drops, lid popping partially off and spilling at Slash's feet. He had been headed for the exit as well, and backtracked a bit to see if he could talk to another mutant turtle. It had helped a lot yesterday.

Now he bit his tongue, trying to hold in his irritation.

"I'm so sorry," Donny bent awkwardly, "Here, let me--"

In his thoughtless haste to clean up his mess, he opens his arms and drops five more drinks.

Slash closes his eyes.

"Oops."

He clenches his fists. "It's fine."

"Sorry, Leo."

He opens his eyes. "What?"

"Hey, that guy was already pretty mad at Donatellos," Casey calls out. "You should run while you still got the Upper Hand."

Donny glances at the one drink he's still holding. "Do I still have the Upper Hand?"

"Donatello!" Chaplin snaps his fingers triumphantly. "Purple one is science guy!"

"Come on, you only knew because I said it."

Slash grips Donny's shoulder, making him yelp.

"Why did you call me Leo?"

He chuckles awkwardly. "Sorry Raph."

April arrives with a mop. "Donatello, why am I always cleaning up your messes?"

He rubs his neck sheepishly. "Because sound science involves trying and failing and you're a classy lady?"

"You should run."

"I'll pay you back later."

He slips out of Slash's grip, and the door is closing behind him before the bigger turtle can react. He feels the familiar fury clouding his mind, making it difficult to focus.

April is casually mopping up around him. "Well, Mr. Slash, that's the second time in a short period you've been slighted by a Donatello. What are you going to do next?"

Slash starts to scowl, but the question grounds him.

"I don't know."

That other turtle had called him Leo. Slash doesn't know much about anything yet, but if there's one thing he understands about Leonardo, it's this:

"But I'm going to need a team."

[theserenebean]

Slash has returned

He looks considerably less depressed and out of place than the day before, moving with confidence.

"Whoa," Casey says in place of a greeting, "That is one big mutant turtle."

"Is he a turtle?" Chaplin replies. "He's got a lot of spikes. Maybe an euoplocephalus mutant?"

"I'm a turtle," Slash said defensively, eyes going hard and dark as he looked between the two kf them. "The mutagen I was exposed to was unstable."

"Cool," Casey and Chaplin say together, eyes round and shining.

Slash clenches his fists and shifts his weight, unsure of how much he likes or trusts these admirers.

"How were you exposed to the mutagen?" April asks conversationally.

Slash relaxes a fraction. "There was some in the lair, because Donatello was trying to alter it to create a cure."

"So it happened in Donatello's lab?"

"No, the canister was taken from his lab after an explosive chemical accident. I was nearly killed; Raphael protected me."

"That sounds very brave of him."

"He is the bravest of his brothers."

"So the explosion caused mutagen to spill onto you?"

"Oh, no, it happened afterwards. Raphael took the canister to prevent more accidents. It spilled when he was asked to clean up Donatello's mess, and slammed the door."

"He took the canister while Donatello was trying to use it to create a cure?"

Slash tenses up somewhat, eyeing April suspiciously. "He had been working on the retromutagen for months and made no progress."

"No progress at all?"

Slash sets his heavy fists on the counter and leans across menacingly. "Do I look un-mutated to you?"

"What was your relationship with Raphael like before the accident?" April asks boldly, not the least bit intimidated.

Slash's shoulders sink, and his arms fall back to his sides. "I was his best friend. He took care of me, confided in me, brought me everywhere around the lair with him. My name was Spike then."

"You changed your name when you mutated?"

His face darkens. "I go by Slash now. I don't think we're friends anymore."

"I know what you need," Casey holds up a finger, looking very pleased with himself. "Grasping Block. You seem like a marshmallow guy."

Slash gives him an unimpressed look. "I was going to order a Shadow Blend."

"Shame on you, assuming people are marshmallow guys," Chaplin crosses his arms and shakes his head.

"You heard it here first, folks," April says mysteriously, "The rogue pet turned mutant prefers dark chocolate."

[theserenebean]

Dale McGillicutty enters the coffee shop

"Hey Dale," Keno greets. "How's the Time Machine coming?"

"Nearly finished, but I'm stuck until I get the parts I need."

"No biggie," he soothes, seeing her entire form droop with discouragement. "You've got all the time in the world, or anyway you will soon."

"I wish I had been born lovable instead of smart."

Keno's heart twisted painfully. It was a common sentiment from Dale, and one she was much too young for.

"You are lovable," he said simply.

"I know my demeanor burdens you."

"Kids are supposed to burden grown-ups."

"You are not a grown-up."

He gave her a firm look. "No, but you are a kid, and your being sad only bothers us because we do love you. Sometimes it's better to be burdened."

"In spite of my unnaturally advanced intelligence, I have difficulty understanding that."

"That's 'cause it's something you learn from experience."

He gave her a moment to think that over. She really was still a very small child.

"Hey," he cut in before she'd have tome to think her way out of being cared for, "I'm not making you Set the Clock Back and The End of All Things tonight. It's a good day to try something new."

Her eyes lit up like only a four-year-old's can. "I may try a smoothie too far, to help me stay up and finish my blueprints."

"And what do I look like, a criminal? You can't afford the extra hours of learning your lesson. How about getting a muffin with your drink? That'll help your energy more in the long term."

"An Ugly Cry with a Better Tomorrow, then. Tomorrow has to be better than today."

"You're a good kid, Dale," he assured her, "And I know your tomorrows are gonna get better."

[theserenebean]

Mrs. Bridge enters as Mikey turns to make Slash's tea

"Hi, Norma," Woody greets. "Alone tonight?"

"Good evening, Woody. Ryan's at work, Angel's out. I was expecting an evening at home, but when I saw this place pop up nearby I thought I'd stop in."

Woody grinned. "Glad we caught you. Want your usual?"

"Oh, it's too late in the day for my usual," she said solemnly. "Tonight I'll take the Greater Good, I've been meaning to try it."

"You got it," Woody scribbled down a note and pushed a button on the cash register. "I gave you the family discount, but as you know we--"

"Don't always know what the price will be," she finished for him. "I know the drill."

He gives her a half-smile and turns to make her smoothie. Mikey grabs Slash's sandwich from Keno and runs it out to the table with his drink. That leaves Keno to take the next customer.

[theserenebean]

The Neutrinos have entered The Serene Bean. Zak saunters up to the counter, Kala close behind, bobbing her head to the music. Dask hangs back to look at the menu.

"Hi," Woody's voice is kind and slow, "Welcome to The Serene Bean. You've entered a meeting point between realities. Chances are high you may run into familiar people, who aren't exactly those people. We're here to answer any questions and support you however we can."

"Also, you should order a drink," Keno's voice rings out much more sharply, with barely concealed amusement. "I mean, since you're here."

"It's all cool, Daddio," Zak assures them, leaning an elbow on the counter and looking over the top of his sunglasses. "Me and my posse have been around the interdimensional block before, we're hip on the happening."

"This place is jazzing," Kala compliments. "Maybe later I'll bring Michelangelo by."

Mikey's eyes go round as saucers. "You know me? Does that mean I'll meet a version of you?"

"Oh, for sure, Neutrinos and turtles go together like pizza and ice cream!" Zak grins at him. "I'll bet we're friends in every universe, especially you and Kala."

"Gotta be honest, I've never heard of you guys," Keno speaks bluntly. "Woody?"

"I don't know all of the turtles' friends well," Woody says delicately. "I mostly just hang out with Michelangelo sometimes."

Dask approaches the counter, putting one arm each around his two friends. "I'll take a Kick in the Teeth, Mountain Punch for my friend here," he tilts his head toward Zak, "And for the lady, Make a Plan."

"I think she's already made one," Keno grins.

Kala winks at him.

[theserenebean]

omigosh 12 april hiiiiii

the vanilla latte one pls (i looked at the name, was like yeah i’ll remember that, then immediately forgot it when i opened the ask box-)

"Oh, don't worry," Red scribbles the order down and pushes the notepad aside where Jones, who is hovering over her shoulder, can see it better.

"I've worked here forever and I forget the names all the time," she reassures you. "I think the menu is organized a lot more for the word play than for.. making any kind of sense."

Jones finishes the drink and slams it on the counter, leaning across with an intense look on his face.

"It's time for you to Come Home."

"Casey," Red groans. "Stop practicing interrogation techniques on customers."

[theserenebean]

Hi everyone! Loving the music choices. I'll have an order of Small Surprises, please. Is it alright if I stick around to do some homework, too?

"Of course, stay as long as you want, and let us know if you have music requests," Keno invites as Mikey makes your drink. "Just don't sit there," he points to the third table along the wall to your left. "That's where we put the whoopee cushion today."

"I don't think you're supposed to tell them that," Sydney says uncertainly.

Keno shrugs, grinning crookedly. "Guess I've never been much for rules."

[theserenebean]

We are open!

Keno's got the counter, 07 Mikey and 03 Sydney hover behind him. Dancing in the Moonlight plays on the radio

[theserenebean]

Stable Stance and A Better Tomorrow

"I see," Casey nods, "Very wise."

"Stance doesn't do much against a long range weapon," Chaplin muses. "For example if I have a gun--"

April gives him a shove. "Go make A Better Tomorrow."

Chaplin retreats to the kitchen, but not without looking over his shoulder.

"I will be back!"

[theserenebean]

Good morning! Can I get a First Watch with a Wind sandwich?

"Great choice!" Chaplin leans eagerly past Casey. "First Watch is our best drink if you ask me. And with our advanced technology, the color combo creates a blend in just the right places to really look like a sunrise!"

April puts her hands in her hips. "Advanced technology? You mean the blender?"

"Well, it's a blender now, but just wait till I'm through with it."

"Then it'll be the second watch," Casey states. "Shouldn't a sunrise be the last watch?"

"Not if you're nocturnal," April explains.

"Oh," Casey draws out the word, nodding slowly. "Yeah, I had a buddy who got his turnal knocked right off, never had a good sense of continuity after that. Hey, maybe that's what happened to you, huh doll?"

"I've never needed a turnal," April stands up tall. "I'm a member of the press; continuity bends to my will. Speaking of which, when I go back to make her sandwich you'll need to keep Chaplin away from the blender."

"Oh, right," Casey nods while she saunters off to make the sandwich. He looks back to you, expression pleasant and vacant. Your eyes flick over his shoulder to where Chaplin is looming over the blender.

"Oh!" Casey startles as it comes back to him, and he rushes to intervene.

[theserenebean]

Begin and The End of All Things

Casey eyes you thoughtfully, smirking slightly.

"Ah, that's what we call a parallel."

Dr. Chaplin pauses, frowning at him. "I think you mean a paradox?"

Casey gives him a disapproving look. "A pair of what?"

Chaplin blinks at him. "Dox?"

"Hey, no doxxing customers!" He turns to you conspiratorially. "You know, this guy used to work for Shredder. In fact, maybe he still does."

Chaplin crosses his arms. "I don't think you should know what doxxing is."

"I have no idea what it means," Casey shrugs.

April slides a slice of cake across the counter. "The End of All Things," she announces. "I'll have Begin right up for you."

Casey and Chaplin look at each other. Casey looks at the cake, then at the menu. He appears to be thinking very hard.

"But isn't that--"

"Backwards," Chaplin nods.

[theserenebean]

2007 Mikey enters

Leo brightens at the somewhat familiar face, even though he knows by now that it isn't really his Mikey.

"Hey, Mike!" Angel calls brightly across the restaurant. "What are you doing here on your day off?"

"I get a sick sense of pleasure from using work spaces as non-work spaces," he grins.

"That makes sense, you work at birthday parties," April observes.

Mikey laughs. "I actually am here on business this time, though. The Boss sent me."

Leo fidgets, feeling nervous seeing his little brother--or someone like his little brother--lean against the counter with a conspiratorial look around and a serious look in his eye. Did he mean the owner of the coffee shop?

"What, he didn't wanna come say hi?" Angel asks indignantly. Leo is both impressed and horrified by the casual way she talks about their employer.

"He's didn't even put the call on hold, just handed me the paper with his order and some cash! He wants double-strength Cross Strike, but I'm feeling kinda vindictive. Make it a latte instead?"

"You got it." Angel hurries off to make the smoothie. Leo gapes.

"We can't do that!"

"Sure you can, it's easy--look, Angel will show you. You just use the same flavors--"

"No, I mean, he asked for double-strength. We can't just trade it for a latte."

Mikey taps his chin thoughtfully. "No, you're right. My brother needs his caffeine fix, and I may have just thought of an even better way to break him of it. I mean get it for him, heh."

Leo leans back, feeling suspicious. He doesn't trust whatever Mikey's planning, but he does catch a different detail that throws him off enough to keep him relatively calm. "Your brother?"

"Whatever you're thinking, don't," April says firmly.

"Pesto expresso."

"What?" Leo yelps, horrified.

"I am making that," Angel declares as she sets the latte on the counter. "You guys can't stop me."

"First of all, you're both horrible," April crosses her arms firmly, "Secondly, if you do get him or anyone else to drink that you have to send us a video. Thirdly, you want anything for yourself?"

"Oh, she's good," Mikey admits, "Very good. I'll take a Berry Fondue."