#lasey

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“Tԋҽʂҽ αɾҽ ƚԋҽ REAL ɠιɾʅʂ’ ɠαɱҽʂ…” 💻

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𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘑𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦!! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

𝘓𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘺’𝘴 𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝘖𝘧𝘤, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘶𝘣𝘦 (@𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘢) (๑>◡<๑)

Day 3: Rarepair!

Not expecting the younger girl to be around the corner he turned quickly with his head down. When he felt someone bumped into someone he looked up and stuttered out, “Oh- hey...”

Casey: So who do you like?

Rating: PG

Universe: 2016

Authors Note: Heeeey so I had this thought about like omg what if Casey Jones was a girl how crazy would that be and then I was like omg how much crazier would it be if she had a thing with Leo so I'm making a series about it haha. I hope you like it.

Summary: Leo gets caught in a sticky situation and gets saved by a hockey masked vigilante... sort of.

Leo ran across so many rooftops he had lost count. The sky became a blur and the adrenaline of running took over. Before he knew it he was at the edge of the city, near the ocean. Leonardo had started his run with a million thoughts threading through his mind but he was now serene. He stood against the water, admiring what a sleeping giant New York City could be. His blue eyes were bright against the dark black sky, but they were filled with just as many stars. He could feel the ocean mist spraying his face, and he took in a deep breath before turning around to trek home. 12 foot ninja surrounded him, weapons were drawn and they were ready to return him to their master, dead or alive. Leo examined the situation, first looking for a way to avoid the fight but finally deciding he had no choice. He unsheathed his katanas slowly,

"Now now," he grinned. "Play nice boys." They all jumped for him at once, Leo was able to dodge their fumbled attempt at catching him. "I wouldn't consider that nice." He said, flipping behind the group. They dove for him again, and Leo's swords met with another's. He clashed and clanged, kicked and punched anything in his reach. They fight good, he thought, as individuals but as a team, He thrust his sword into the chest of an enemy, and jerked it back out. They're lacking. Leo backed into the fire escape, trying to fight them off. A masked ninja pushed him backwards and he fell down into the alley, his vision blurred and the last thing he remembers is being on the ground and looking up at a hockey stick. Casey rolled up to the turtle in her skates, stopping herself with her hockey stick. Shit, she thought. Did I hit'im in the face?

"Aye," she tried prying the strange creatures eyes open, but he wouldn't budge. "Turtle boy!" She picked his face up and slapped it a couple times. She stood up on her roller skates as foot ninja seemed to fly down from all around her. "Y'know the only thing I like less then freaks who wear green makeup," she lowered her hockey mask onto her face and slung her hockey stick back over her shoulder. "Is crime breakin' scum," she smiled. "That's you guys." She charged towards the group of foot soldiers, knocking them on their feet one by one. Her roller skates gave her an advantage, she dodged their hits so quickly it soon became frustrating for them. Police sirens wailed in the distance, getting louder as they neared them. The foot ninja quickly retreated and she panicked, lifting her mask up. Casey looked at the giant tortoise thing laying unconscious on the ground, contemplating leaving him behind. She put her mask back on and shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry dude." She began skating away when a small voice made her cringe and freeze in her steps.

"Wait," Leo whispered. The police would be there in about thirty seconds flat. Casey growled before turning around.

"What!?" She whispered angrily.

"The sewers." He pointed towards the manhole cover next to him. Her eyes were wide in realization of what he was saying.

Rating: PG-13

Universe: 2016

Authors note: This is a little bit of fluff but with a weird casey Jones twist to it  I have to apologize she doesn’t really know how process an emotion besides anger. Lol anywaaaays I feel like no one really reads these but I really love writing them so I think I will continue this.

Summary: Leonardo embarrasses Casey Jones with his big show of honor and gratitude.

Casey sat silently on a giant make shift bean bag filled with rice, and made out of random fabric patches. Her sports gear laid neatly next to her while Michelangelo talked a mile a minute.

 “I like to work out like every day.” He said while he stretched his arms, trying to impress her. She scowled at him.

 “Aren’t you supposed to be oh I don’t know… worried about your friend?” She couldn’t believe that the bright eyed turtle in orange was hitting on her when someone he cared about was hurt in the next room.

 “He’s my brother angel cakes.” Mikey corrected her. “And donnies taking care of him.” He assured her. “We’re all brothers.”

 “Don’t call me angel cakes.” She spat at him. “What the hell does that even mean?” She questioned.

 “Woah chill out,” Mikey implored. “I’m just having some fun.” Casey shot Mikey a look before shrugging him off. 

 “Whatever.” Casey tapped her foot, faster and faster as she became more and more impatient. “What’s taking your brother so long?” She stood up in frustration. “I thought he was a technical genius?” She mocked as she paced back and forth. Raphael stood at the end of the room, examining the tiny human who had saved his brother. He tried to see how someone so small and frail could save Leo, despite her sassy attitude and sarcastic remarks. Raph decided that he would never let Leo live it down. Donnie opened the door to his lab, signaling everyone inside. Leonardo lay on Donatello’s examination table. His ribs were wrapped, same as his wrist and left ankle. “Wow.” She said with her tongue jutting out against her cheek. Casey looked around the room, forcing herself not to laugh. “I’m in turtle awe of your skills.” She held in her laughter as best she could. The guys all groaned at her awful pun.

 “Ow,” Leo uttered. “I think that hurt more then the actual fall.” She rolled her eyes, sneaking a smile back behind her stone-like expression. 

 “If it weren’t for me you’d be dead, gak face.” She quipped. Leonardo tried to scoff, almost injuring his ribs in the process.

“Is your ass jealous of all the shit that comes out of your mouth?” He smiled.

“Your pretty cocky for a turtle.” Casey crossed her arms, irritated at his back talk.

 “And you’re pretty loud mouthed for a girl.” Casey gasped at his comment, filling her lungs with anger.

 “Aw look at that,” chimed Michelangelo. “They’re already flirting.” Casey flung an explosive hockey puck at Mikey’s head. He ducked as it exploded in the air behind him. “Woah chica chill.”

 “Quit telling me to chill.” She stuck her finger in the air at Mikey, before throwing her hands up in defeat. “Whatever I did my good deed for the year.” She turned to walk out but Leo stopped her, pulling at her wrist.

 “Wait.” He managed. She shot a look of horror at his hand around her wrist. Casey’s heart froze and her cheeks burned. What is this? She thought in alarm. Leonardo noticed the constipated look on her face and yanked his hand away.

“Uh- I just wanted to say thanks.” Casey furrowed her brows.