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Late at night in the lair;

// hello yes ive also never played a mario game ever

“I think you’re tough.”

     "Never opened myself this way         Life is ours; we live it our way         All these words I don’t just say      And nothing else matters..."

     She was trying to sleep. All Raphael could think to do was sing to her. Comic books did not help people go to sleep, but lullabies did...even if a sad Metallica song could hardly be considered a lullaby. Raphael rocked uneasily in his seat, looking anywhere but her face as he mumbled each word, occasionally licking his beak between the verses and beats he memorized so well.

     A popular song? Yes, that was true.      But it was still good, so far as he was concerned.

        ...At the very least, it was soft.

        "Trust I seek, and I find in you...            Every day for us, something new            Open mind for a different view         And nothing else matters..."

evelyns small hands were shaky and hidden by the thick gloves she’d started wearing as of late . she didn’t want to hurt anyone . her small fingers tightly clung to the turtles hand as she sniffled slowly , night terrors seemed to run in the family . . .

‘ i - i didn’t know you knew how to sing . . . ‘

     "Come out, Virginia! Don't let me wait!         You Catholic girls start much too late!”

     Popping up beside Michelangelo, Raphael leaned in and sang at the top of his lungs, one arm looped around his youngest brother's shoulders. Clearly he wanted Michelangelo to join in on the fun; it was not often Raphael felt like singing in front of an audience, even if that audience was one of his siblings.

        "Oh, for sooner or later, it comes down to fate,            I might as well be the one~"

🐢mikey perked up from his comic book as raphael’s voice filled the living room space he currently occupied --- raph singing in the first place caught him off guard but the orange banded terrapin giggled within moments as an arm looped around his shoulders. seemed like he was in the mood for some sort of duet ; head doing his best to figure out the song so he could respond when it was on him next.

                ❝                well, they showed you a statue ‘n told you to pray                                   they built you a temple && locked you away                ❞

a bigger grin filtered over his beak as he leaned against his brother, a small laugh leaving him.