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"-and it results in head trama-" the new lady was reporting. Mikey and I were on the couch watching TV. our masters were sparing, the other turtles doing their normal things. we were alone. the woman was talking about the knockout game. its were you punch someone in the back of the head really hard to knock them out. "this teen, Alex King the third, died while playing the game. he was just-"
"this is so stupid!" I exclaimed. "are we so dumb that we find entertainment in near death stunts and games???"
"calm down, Raphie." Mikey taunted. the fact he called me by my hot headed friend was insulting. "atleast your not playing in your school, right?"
"no. theres the choking game, knock out game, but we have the nervous game."
"nervous game? ohhh what is it?" he asked with excitement.
"what? well, you try to make them nervous by... doing something... and when they shout nervous you win. but if you chicken out, you lose."
"whats that something?"
"you slide your hand slowly from the knee to their crotch."
"ew, why?"
"people are sensitive about their private parts." I explained. he looked at me in confusion. "watch." I placed my hand on his knee. "nervous?"
"no."
I slide it up and inch. "now?" he shook his head. "I slide it up to half way up his thigh. "now?"
"n-no." I slide my hand to his inner thigh. "nuh-uh. I slide my hand to the point with was 1cm from contact. "you nervous?"
I took my hand back. "you are one freaky turtle."
"you know would get a kick out of this?... Donnie!"
"alright then, better then watching TV anyway." we went to Donnie's room where he was building some machine from our toaster. "hey Donnie."
he looked up from his work to me and smiled. "hey, what are doing in here? I'm kind of busy for some challenge right now."
"we don't have a challenge this time." I told him. you see, every time I come in his room with Mikey, we usually have a challenge like the milk or warhead challenge. he lost both. "we were just wondering if we could play a game."
"a game?"
"a nervous game. you have to tell her when you get nervous." Mikey explained.
"why?"
"its fun! how far can you go? how far can you go?" he started chanting.
"not right now."
"chicken! buck buck buck! chicken in a half shell!"
"if I play, will you leave?"
"well, yeah. they'll be nothing to do in here after that."
"fine."
"sweet. Tiffany, you do it."
I walked up to Donnie and sat on the desk in front of him. I placed my hand on his knee. "nervous?" I asked him.
"curious." he told me.
he eyed my hand as it went up. "now?" he shook his head. I went up another inch. "how about now?"
"no." he squeaked. he was blushing a deep red.
I went again. "tell me when."
I keep going up slowly watching goosebumps form on his skin. "NERVOUS NERVOUS NERVOUS!!!!!"
I took my hand off. "I win."
"that is a perverted game!"
"I know." I took a quick look around. "where did Mickey-"
"AHHH!!!" Mikey's girlish scream came from the hall. me and Don ran out to see Raph chasing Mikey.
"come here, knucklehead. I just want to give ya this matching knuckle sandwich to the face!" Raph shouted.
I tackled Raph to the wall. I held his wrists above his head and asked, "whats going on?"
"he tried to come on to me! imagine my own brotha!!!"
"its not like that!" Mikey complained.
"pervert!!!"
"hes telling the truth." I started laughing. "did he place his hand on your knee and slowly go up?"
"yeah. how'd ya know?"
"its the nervous game. you shout nervous when you had enough."
"that's a perverted game."
"thank you!" Donnie shouted. he closed his bedroom door behind him.
"wanna play it sometime?" he grinned at me.
I let go of his wrists. "you pervert." I scoffed.
"and Mikey is where now?" he asked.
I looked around. "shit..." we ran to Leo's room to find Mikey almost touching Leo's knee. I tackled him to the floor. I sat on his stomach while keeping him pinned. "didn't you learn last time?"
"I learned not to play with Raph because he's a sore a loser."
"you don't play with family. just friends."
"play what?" Leo asked.
"a touchy feely game." Raph explained.
"okay...???"
I walked Mikey to his room. "grounded until our masters are done training." I told him. I left and stuck pennies in the door to jam it. he was throwing a fit.
"where did he learn this game" Leo asked me.
"my school has been playing and I told him about it. I didn't think he would play it with you. its kind of funny though." I started laughing.
my laughter stopped when Splinter met up with us. "do you find this funny, Tiffany?" he asked.
"uhhh.... only if you do?" I guessed.
"what is amusing about a broken punching bag?"
"nothing..."
"I got it." Donnie said running out of the room.
Splinter walked with Donnie to the broken bag. everything was quite until Leo offered his arm. "shall we watch a movie for the meantime?" he asked.
I took his arm. "lets."
we walked away with Mikey complaining. "hey...guys? guys! the door wont open! guys? GUYS!!!"

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"-and it results in head trama-" the new lady was reporting. Mikey and I were on the couch watching TV. our masters were sparing, the other turtles doing their normal things. we were alone. the woman was talking about the knockout game. its were you punch someone in the back of the head really hard to knock them out. "this teen, Alex King the third, died while playing the game. he was just-"
"this is so stupid!" I exclaimed. "are we so dumb that we find entertainment in near death stunts and games???"
"calm down, Raphie." Mikey taunted. the fact he called me by my hot headed friend was insulting. "atleast your not playing in your school, right?"
"no. theres the choking game, knock out game, but we have the nervous game."
"nervous game? ohhh what is it?" he asked with excitement.
"what? well, you try to make them nervous by... doing something... and when they shout nervous you win. but if you chicken out, you lose."
"whats that something?"
"you slide your hand slowly from the knee to their crotch."
"ew, why?"
"people are sensitive about their private parts." I explained. he looked at me in confusion. "watch." I placed my hand on his knee. "nervous?"
"no."
I slide it up and inch. "now?" he shook his head. "I slide it up to half way up his thigh. "now?"
"n-no." I slide my hand to his inner thigh. "nuh-uh. I slide my hand to the point with was 1cm from contact. "you nervous?"
I took my hand back. "you are one freaky turtle."
"you know would get a kick out of this?... Donnie!"
"alright then, better then watching TV anyway." we went to Donnie's room where he was building some machine from our toaster. "hey Donnie."
he looked up from his work to me and smiled. "hey, what are doing in here? I'm kind of busy for some challenge right now."
"we don't have a challenge this time." I told him. you see, every time I come in his room with Mikey, we usually have a challenge like the milk or warhead challenge. he lost both. "we were just wondering if we could play a game."
"a game?"
"a nervous game. you have to tell her when you get nervous." Mikey explained.
"why?"
"its fun! how far can you go? how far can you go?" he started chanting.
"not right now."
"chicken! buck buck buck! chicken in a half shell!"
"if I play, will you leave?"
"well, yeah. they'll be nothing to do in here after that."
"fine."
"sweet. Tiffany, you do it."
I walked up to Donnie and sat on the desk in front of him. I placed my hand on his knee. "nervous?" I asked him.
"curious." he told me.
he eyed my hand as it went up. "now?" he shook his head. I went up another inch. "how about now?"
"no." he squeaked. he was blushing a deep red.
I went again. "tell me when."
I keep going up slowly watching goosebumps form on his skin. "NERVOUS NERVOUS NERVOUS!!!!!"
I took my hand off. "I win."
"that is a perverted game!"
"I know." I took a quick look around. "where did Mickey-"
"AHHH!!!" Mikey's girlish scream came from the hall. me and Don ran out to see Raph chasing Mikey.
"come here, knucklehead. I just want to give ya this matching knuckle sandwich to the face!" Raph shouted.
I tackled Raph to the wall. I held his wrists above his head and asked, "whats going on?"
"he tried to come on to me! imagine my own brotha!!!"
"its not like that!" Mikey complained.
"pervert!!!"
"hes telling the truth." I started laughing. "did he place his hand on your knee and slowly go up?"
"yeah. how'd ya know?"
"its the nervous game. you shout nervous when you had enough."
"that's a perverted game."
"thank you!" Donnie shouted. he closed his bedroom door behind him.
"wanna play it sometime?" he grinned at me.
I let go of his wrists. "you pervert." I scoffed.
"and Mikey is where now?" he asked.
I looked around. "shit..." we ran to Leo's room to find Mikey almost touching Leo's knee. I tackled him to the floor. I sat on his stomach while keeping him pinned. "didn't you learn last time?"
"I learned not to play with Raph because he's a sore a loser."
"you don't play with family. just friends."
"play what?" Leo asked.
"a touchy feely game." Raph explained.
"okay...???"
I walked Mikey to his room. "grounded until our masters are done training." I told him. I left and stuck pennies in the door to jam it. he was throwing a fit.
"where did he learn this game" Leo asked me.
"my school has been playing and I told him about it. I didn't think he would play it with you. its kind of funny though." I started laughing.
my laughter stopped when Splinter met up with us. "do you find this funny, Tiffany?" he asked.
"uhhh.... only if you do?" I guessed.
"what is amusing about a broken punching bag?"
"nothing..."
"I got it." Donnie said running out of the room.
Splinter walked with Donnie to the broken bag. everything was quite until Leo offered his arm. "shall we watch a movie for the meantime?" he asked.
I took his arm. "lets."
we walked away with Mikey complaining. "hey...guys? guys! the door wont open! guys? GUYS!!!"