<Chapter thirty one>
|Lair G̶a̶m̶e̶s̶|

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"Okay! We're rolling!" April grinned as the camera starts recording. She looked up at the turtles who she will be recording privately for answers. "So tell me, what at the Lair Games?"

Raphael was first.

"Ah, well it started six years ago when we got swept up in a water bottle challenge." He flipped a water bottle, landing perfectly behind him.

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Mikey was next.

"The Liar games are the single greatest day of the year. It's better than Halloween, thanksgiving my birthday—"

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"It's a one day, 16 event, brother versus brother competition." Raph chuckled.

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"uh, me finding a quarter day finding a quarter day anniversary-" Mikey continued.

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"It challenges you. Both physically and mentally. and this year was the craziest year ever!" Raph exaggerates.

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"As is tradition of the annual Lair Games, the winner of last year's—" Splinter announced annoyed.

"As five time champ, I'd like you all to stand while I speak." Leo smiled smugly as he stared down at his brothers from the mini stage he was on.

"..." his brothers only stare at him boredly. How annoying .

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"Ugh, Losing to Leo is the worst. You know how they say act like you've been there before? Leo never read that book." Raph sneered at his brother's ego.

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"When I say king, you say Leo! King—"

Leo pointed the mic at his brothers.

"..."

"Leo! That was great. Leo. That was great. Okay, but enough about my numerous victories- there are many." He gestured his five medals. "This year, in an effort to inspire you to be as great as I am...I'm offering up the biggest prize yet. My room. AKA the best room"

The brothers gasp in surprise, now determined to win.

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"It wasn't about the room, it was about taking something away from him. Something he loved" Raph smirked.

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"Man, we were just tired of losing .Even no one lost worse then Donnie." Mikey sweatdropped, recalling his brother's many losses in last place.

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"No one wanted to let Leo chump them again this year. We were ready for war." Raph bumped his fist together.

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"One more thing." Splinter announced, catching the turtles attention. "There's another prize."

Mikey frowned a bit, already knowing what it is. The others perked up as they heard footsteps coming from the entrance of the Lair.

They al turn to see you walk in, leaning onto the wall with a unimpressed expression. You can't believe you're doing this.

"Whoever wins, gets a kiss from (Y/N)." Splinter announced.

"On the cheek." You clarify.

"Yeah, yeah! Whatever." Splinter rolled his eyes.

You could feel Leonardo's and Donatello's aura skyrocketing. Their obsession growing, now determined more to win. Sure, Raph too, but not as bad as them.

Mikey only smiled as he saw you, a bit excited to see how this turns out. Who wins.

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"I had to win now." Donnie spoke to the camera April held. "At all costs, just to rub it on Leo's and my brother's faces. And because I've been needing it for a long time as well."

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"That kiss.." Leo smiled innocently to the camera. "That kiss is mine."

April can only wish to compete on this tournament.

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"Do I want it?" Raph questions himself. "Yes, yes I do."

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"I have nothing to say." Mikey skipped his turn.

How did this happen you ask? Welllll....

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"No."

You glared at Splinter at a suggestion he made as a prize for this years lair games. Mikey was also there, his brow bones furrowed as his father's suggestion.

"I'm not kissing anyone, I'm not some prize to be won." You scoff.

"Dad! She's literally my girlfriend." He shook his head, wanting this conversation to end already.

"She is!?" Splinter's eyes widen.

You and Mikey glance at each other nervously, what if he doesn't like this.

"Yes.." Mikey muttered, hugging you close.

"Honestly, I thought blue or red would be the one to get her first from all that flirting they used to do and how red admire her." He admitted. "But alright."

"...so this is ok? Me and Mikey?" You question.

"Yes, yes. It's fine." He waved it off.

"Oh thank god!" You sigh in relief

"...what about a kiss on the cheek?" Splinter suggests once again.

"You won't stop until I accept, are you?" You raise a brow.

"No."

You could feel Mikey was deep in thought. He closed his eyes before looking back at you.

"Only if (Y/N) wants to, I can't force her to do anything." He shrugged. "What do you think?" He held your hand, slightly squeezing it.

"...only a kiss on the cheek....that's all." You rub your temples. "Only one."

"YES!" Splinter celebrated.

"It's just the cheek dad." Mikey deadpans. He turns to you to embrace you. You wrapped you arms around him, kissing his head.

"It'll be alright, hopefully." You chuckle.

"Yeah."

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"Ladies and gentlemen, reporting to you live from the scene of the first event, the Handstand hill Bomb!" Splinter announced as his sons all up at the skate ramps, all doing the handstand. They were to skate down the ramp doing the handstand, without falling. Pretty dangerous if you ask.

"Please do be careful." You warn. You raise a green bandanna, swinging it, signaling—"GO!"

They all skate immediately.

"Oh! It looks like someone has separated themselves from the pack!" Splinter grins at the camera. It turns to the turtles to see Leo in the lead. "Down the stretch they come."

"And. It's!" Splinter deadpans as he sees his blue masked son cross the finish line. "Blue..." you extend your hand out as he gives you twenty dollars. "I knew I shouldn't have bet on red!"

"Sucks to suck." You smirk, fanning yourself with the money.

"I may be bald, but call me the hare because I smoke tortoises." Leo shook the camera excitedly.

Splinters attention was caught as the next turtle came over as second place. "In second—Purple!?" His mouth agape. "I can't believe it!"

Leonardo furrowed his brow bones enraged. He took the microphone from his father and walked up to Donatello with a smirk.

"Second place, huh? What does that feel like?" He taunted, gently shoving the microphone on his cheek.

"Nardo, please don't—"

"Because I only get first." He dropped the mic.

Donatello rolled his eyes at his twin brother.

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"SECOND, BABY!" Donatello was more than delighted.

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"Donnie's got second, and I was like—am I dreaming?" Raph explained.

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"I just got second I just got second." He danced and mimicked a trumpet as victory. "Just watch! I'm gonna get that kiss AND room!"

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"I honestly didn't expect it." You shrug. "But this is my first time seeing the Lair Games, soooo...."

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"It wasn't a great start for me." Mikey stared at the camera shyly, recalling what happened as soon as his brothers completed the first game.

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Mikey fell onto the ground face first. You ran over to him quickly as you rub his bruises soothingly. Poor turtle. He got last place.

"You ok?" You held him close.

"Yup." He groaned in pain.

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"And it's a clear indoor day. Conditions are ideal as we begin event number 2." Splinter grinned. "Pipe Goop Chicken."

"My signature event. The goop that separates the turtles from the tadpoles." Leo grinned.

"Uh that's not exactly—" Donatello tried correcting him.

"The mice form the rats." He lays down on the floor, Donnie following his movements.

"Yeah, again you're wrong—"

"Who's gonna flinch first? Ah, we'll my money is on Donnie." Leo smirked.

You and Splinter wore your Hazmats. "Three, two, one!"

The pipe started clattering already scaring raph.

"Oh pizza supreme in the sky—"

Green glowing ooze—like trash came out slowly from the pipe. Raph was too disgusted and was first out. Mikey as well, ran over to your. He looked like he was about to barf out his pizza.

"My face is too pretty to be slimed!" He cried.

"I know." You mouthed. "Now the final two." You look back at Donnie and Leo, not backing down. They were sweating immensely from their nervousness.

"Time to tap out brother, Time to remember who you are." Leo's eyes dilated as the trash came closer.

"You first brother." Donnie visibly vomited a bit inside his mouth.

"This isn't the lion king." You held back a snicker.

"This is your last chance." Leo warned as he watched his twin breathe heavily. The substance was an inch away from his face, he cowered out. He got up, disgusted. He was out.

"Winner, Donatello!" You announced.

"YES! I WO—" Donnie celebrated before the trash fell on his face.

"Holy shit!" You laugh.

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"The guy who wears gloves to read his comics got gooped!" Raph smiled anxiously.

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"Literally the taste of victory was horrible. But figuratively, nom nom nom nom nom." Donnie smirked.

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"You should have seen the look on his face. It was then I knew we were witnessing history." Mikey turned up the music on his radio.

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More games were played. Throwing pizza at a target, which Donnie won. The Dizzy race, Leo won. Mallow mouth, Raph won.

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"I've been told that Donatello loses all the time, though that doesn't seem true right now." You remark. "To be honest, I'd want anyone else to win but him." You whisper to the camera.

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"So we agreed? No questions about the incident?" Leo questioned looking at the camera.

"Of course." April agreed. "Please, Leo, tell me about the incident."

He deadpanned and walked away. April laughed as she looked into the camera.

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Fridge balance.

Where they have to carry a whole fridge on their chins, so far, Donnie and Leo are tied.

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"Going tino peultiment event, Fridge Balance. I knew I had it. It was my day, and when it's your day, you gotta ride it. As the great Bard once said..To thine own self, beat Leo!" Donnie furrowed his drawn eyebrows.

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"And that's when fell, or did he!?" Mikey asked.

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"Blue is starting to wobble!" Splinter noticed.

Leonardo was struggling to keep up any longer as he fell on top of his brother, dropping everything. You all went over to see who won. You and Splinter measured their distances.

"Donatello Hamato, you have hit the ground first." You announced. "Leonardo wins!"

"YEAH!"

You look back at Donnie to see his ankle was crushed by a pineapple.

"OH MY LORD—"

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"IT WAS LEO!" Donnie accused. "HE DID IT ON PURPOSE!"

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"I'm only talking to you to set the record straight." Leo clarified. "I didn't do it on purpose. I mean—how could I!? I had half a fridge on my chin! THIS IS JUST LIKE THE SALISBARY WITCH TRIALS!" He cut off the camera.

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"The salisbary witch trials?" Donnie was dumbfounded.

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"Donnie, Donnie are you ok?" Leo asked 'concerned' as his twin groaned in agony.

"YOU DID THIS, YOULL DO ANYTHING TO WIN! MY ANKEL, MY MOMENT!" Donnie accused.

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"I heard it pop." Donnie had a blank expression on his face. "I thought it was all over, everything I worked for— everything I dreamed about—I—I'm sorry, can I have a moment..." he hid his face in his hands.

*ugly crying*

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"Do I think it was an accident? No, Leonardo's aura gave it away." You held back a chuckle. "I shouldn't be happy about this, but after some things he's tried to do...I think that motherf*ker deserves it."

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"Alright, so Donatello's injuries have been treated. Shall we proceed?" You ask coming from their infirmary.

"I believe so." Splinter sighed.

"Alright, tell me what happens, I have to go to the bathroom."

"How long?"

"...don't worry about it." You place your hand on your hip, raising a brow. "Why?"

"This is the last game, and the winner will be announced d soon."

"I'll be back, no worries." You wave it off.

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You didn't want to go back. You can't believe you agreed to this honestly. Can you go back through? No. Splinter already announced it, so there's no point.

You'll have to join them eventually. How ironic.

"What time is it?" You check your phone. It's almost about to end...might as well go now...

You sigh as you sit up. You will never do this shit again. You walk out the bathroom to find nobody in the lair.

Nobody was there....

"Where is everyone?" You ask yourself. You heard loud yelling coming from a room. You enter to see Donnie who's ankle is magically cured and Leo both trying to catch splinter... who was covered in oil? Or was it butter?

You don't even want to know.

"We both know how this ends brother!" Leo grunts as he and Donnie were being hit by their father's tail.

"Not today!" Donnie protested.

"Anyonebutdonnie, anyonebutdonnie." You prayed to yourself.

"You can't beat me! I'm the best there is, and best there was, and the best there ever will be!"

Leo pushed Donnie away as he tried getting hold of splinter. But slipped. Instead he got his underwear. You couldn't see any longer. Splinter was basically naked. You covered your eyes until it was over.

"You know what rhymes with second place!? Leo's face!" Donnie used Splinter to pin Leonardo.

Donatello had won.

Fuck.

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"Thanks for the room bro. You know a champion really needs his space. Champ burn!" Donnie laughed as he moved in to his new room. Leonardo rolled his eyes as he walked away with his box full of belongings.

"So Leo how does this loss feel." April asked with a smug smile.

"A better question would be..did I really lose?" He smirked.

"Yes...you won't get a kiss from (Y/N)."

"..." Leo froze and turned to face his twin who you were already kissing his cheek. "DONNIE YOU SON OF A BITCH—"

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