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After the Cauldron: Return of the Cosmos

This is the end. My last entry to the After the Cauldron Series. Focusing on everyone's OTP, Usagi and Mamoru. It also fits in perfect with @idesofnovember and the third day of their UsaMamoWeek challenge. Sometimes everything just lines up perfectly. Enjoy.

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“It’s always better when we’re together.” – Jack Johnson

O.o.O.o.O

Sagittarius Zero, found in the center of the Milky Way Galaxy was the location of the Galactic Cauldron. A nexus in the universe where cosmic energy of the stars and planets gathers together. The only location in existence where Star Seeds, fragments of pure light and Chaos Seeds, slivers of condensed darkness were produced. When complete, these vessels of power erupt from the Cauldron, fly across space, and seek out hosts to whom they resonate. Those who bear Star Seeds will become Sailor Senshi, individuals charged with the eternal mission of preserving life and purifying the hearts of those who are swayed by the carriers of the seeds of Chaos.

It was at this location, Eternal Sailor Moon, the enhanced form of Tsukino Usagi, did battle with Sailor Galaxia, an individual possessing a Chaos Seed so powerful, the being chosen demanded to be referred to as Chaos. The power of Chaos was immense and nearly defeated Eternal Sailor Moon, but instead she joined with Sailor Chibi Chibi Moon, the spirit of the Cauldron itself awoke to prevent Chaos from throwing off the equilibrium of the universe. Blessed by the power bestowed on her, Tsukino Usagi became Sailor Cosmos, a being who was able to match and conquer the darkness of Chaos.

The battle over, Sailor Cosmos was able to manipulate the power of the Galactic Cauldron and made two commands. First, she forgave Chaos and allowed the continued production of the Chaos Seeds ensuring the balance of power was maintained. The second, she breathed new life into the Star Seeds of those defeated by Sailor Galaxia, allowing them to regain their human forms.

With a wave of her hand, Sailor Cosmos made this decree, watching as the Star Seeds of those she called friends and family were ejected from the Cauldron. In a flash of light, the Star Seeds transported away from Sagittarius Zero, leaving the Sailor Senshi with the power of a goddess alone to converse with the spirit of the Cauldron which now lived inside of her.

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Hikawa Shrine, the home of Hino Rei, Sailor Mars, and thought to be the unofficial base of the Sailor Senshi of the planet Earth. It was here the Star Seeds were delivered and as the energy which had brought them faded, the stasis surrounding them disappeared as well. As the energy bestowed on them from the Galactic Cauldron took effect, the bodies of each of the fallen Sailor Senshi formed into place. Mars, Venus, Jupiter, Mercury, Saturn, Pluto, Neptune, and Uranus all found themselves alive and well. Soon, those not native to the planet, Sailor Star Fighter, Sailor Star Healer, Sailor Star Maker, and the princess they protected Sailor Kakyuu were blessed with their human forms as well.

The last to form was the Sailor Senshi of the planet Earth. In his former life, he had been known as Endyminion but in this lifetime he was known as Chiba Mamoru. The warrior awoke to find himself in his sailor persona of Tuxedo Mask but also discovered himself full of energy. Digging through the pocket of his suit coat, he found three small shards of crystal and the four jeweled stones which held the souls of his the Shittennou, his four generals in a previous life. The last of the energy from the Cauldron had washed over the objects and caused the souls inside them to be reborn as well. In a flash of light, the four stones became Kunzite, Jadeite, Nephrite, and Zoisite and the three small shards became the guardian cats Luna, Diana, and Artemis, who had lost their lives in the battle against Chaos’ forces.

Alive and aware of their situations, the Sailor Senshi and their allies found themselves engaging in displays of affections and rejoicing. Group hugs were given, the Sailor Starlights bowed to their Princess, and the Shittennou swore their undying loyalty to Mamoru, insisting they would work to make up for the damage they had done while under the control of Queen Beryl. Though Sailor Mars was hesitant to trust the Shittennou as they made their pledge, she could not help but smile as she watched Sailor Venus lunge at Kunzite, and throw her arms around his neck and hold him tight in an effort to rekindle the love they once shared in their previous life.

As Mamoru smiled at the tender embrace of Venus and Kunzite, a shadow passed through his mind with a dark through which chilled him to the core. A simple notion of what could make this moment absolutely perfect and what was missing from this heartfelt reunion. His eyes darted through the gathering and his heart began to pound with fear as he opened his mouth and asked a terrifying question, “Everyone...where is Usagi?”

The area was immediately filled with silence as they realized she hadn’t returned. A shiver ran down as the fear they would never see Usagi again became a possibility in everyone’s mind and the very thought caused the feeling of warmth to leave their very being. The crowd’s eyes darted everywhere, hoping they would catch sight of her. Hoping she would appear from behind a tree, clumsy tripping as she rushed toward everyone to embrace and show everything was fine.

No one spoke. Everyone was too afraid to ask if she was coming back, as if even asking the question would risk challenging fate and preventing Usagi from returning home.

Time seemed to come to crawl for everyone as they stared at the starry sky. Seconds turned to minutes, turned into an hour. The crowd was afraid to move, scared to even suggest they should engage in a single action without Usagi present. Frightened over the thought one moment without her would lead to many and soon, Tsukino Usagi would be nothing but a memory.

For Mamoru the waiting felt as torturous as being caught in the limbo of death he experienced while caged by Sailor Galaxia. Like all the Star Seeds which had been locked in her menagerie, his soul had been tied to the vessel, unable to experience heaven or hell, only an endless void of nothingness. Now, the very thought of the woman he loved not returning and having to face a future where Usagi was not by his side felt just as barren and empty. He would not sit ideally by and let such a possibility gain momentum.

“I’m going after her,” Mamoru stated firmly, knowing what needed to be done.“I’ll find her and bring her back to Earth.”

“The entrance to Sagittarius Zero appears and disappears throughout the Galaxy for seconds at best,” Princess Kakyou explained, her eyes unable to mask the pain from knowing such a mission was destined to fail. “It only stayed constant due to the involvement of Chaos. Without such dark power to keep the entrance in one place it will again become the most elusive and valued treasures in all of the universe. You could easily spend ten lifetimes living on rumors and leads and never find it.”

“Then tell me...can Usagi ever be freed from the power we felt her obtain or is her soul forever now bound with the cauldron unable to even achieve reincarnation,” Mamoru asked, wanting a straight answer. Princess Kakyuu cast her eyes to the ground, knowing the answer and not wanting to expressly say such a fate had befallen her comrade. A fire burned in Mamoru as he obtained his answer. “Well...then I will spend TWENTY liftimes if I have to and find the entrance to Sagitarious Zero. I will crawl through Hell itself on my hands and knees if it means I can look into her blue eyes for another moment. I would rather live on waning hope and fading dreams than imagine an existence that Tsukino Usagi isn’t able to inject the world with the energy she radiates. Now...I am going...you will not stop me, you will only delay me, even if it means you kill me. I will go and find her!”

The crowd stood in awe at the young man’s declaration of love and devotion. The Sailor Senshi smiled with the familiar love they shared, as the man they loved as a brother made his intentions clear. The Shittessou beamed with pride at how strong their prince had grown. Even one who had never interacted with him before, Sailor Star Fighter, stood in amazement at Mamoru’s statement.

“Wait,” Sailor Pluto objected as she noticed something out of the ordinary. “Diana is still there. If she is, then the timeline with the future of Crystal Tokyo must be in alignment. Usagi will return.”

A brief calm, washed over the crowd, but left just as briefly as another hour passed as they stood around hoping any second Usagi would appear and reward them all with a smile.

“Well, I don’t plan on waiting around,” Mamoru insisted, looking towards the Shittessou. “I will make arrangements for you all to stay at my place while you reclaim your lives.”

“You are delusional to think for a moment we are going to let you go off alone without at least someone coming with you,” Kunzite interjected, shooting a brief glance to Sailor Venus as if to say “ I may have to go with him but I swear I will return to you. ”

“Let’s get a plan together!” Sailor Mercury declared, hoping to bring calm thinking back to the situation. “ We will find a way to bring her back.

“Yes but…,” Mamoru’s attention was distracted as he noticed an object in the sky. A ball of light was approaching where they stood. In a flash of light the bubble collapsed and Sailor Cosmos was standing in front of the group. A burst of energy blinded the group and when it faded, Usagi was standing looking up at the winged form of Sailor Chibi Chibi.

“Thank you for your assistance,” The tiny cherub complimented Usagi for her help. “Chaos would not have been stopped without your help. The universe owes you a great debt Sailor Moon.”

After the tiny winged finger thanked Usagi, it flew around the group twice before jetting into the sky and out of sight. Shocked by what had just happened, everyone looked from the sky to the returned form of their friend.

“Sorry I am late,” Usagi chuckled nervously. She could tell immediately her friends had started to worry when she had not returned right away. “I used the power of the cauldron to send Chibi-Usa and the Sailor Quartet back to the future. Did I miss…”

Usagi was cut off as Mamoru pulled her into his arms and held her close. A moment later, both Inner and Outer Senshi surrounded the couple and a large group hug took place. The princess has returned to her friends, her lover, and her family. It was a time to celebrate.

O.o.O.o.O

Hours past until it was long past midnight. Farewells were said as the Sailor Starlights and their princess left the planet so they could return to their home in hopes of rebuilding. Sailor Pluto promised she would personally make sure Diana would be able to return to the future safely. The Sailor Senshi and Shittessou insisted they would meet up tomorrow and have a discussion about how to help the men reclaim the lives the Dark Kingdom had stolen from them. Mamoru voluntarily gave his resurrected friends his keys, insisting they could stay at his place for the evening while he took the time to escort Usagi home. After many emotional moments, the couple found themselves alone on the streets of Tokyo, walking hand and hand.

Neither of them spoke, one would think they were drained from the experience they had just endured but this was far from the truth. Instead, having experienced the agony of losing the other, each secretary was fighting a desire to succumb to physical passion.

“You…,” Mamoru began as he knew they were only a few blocks from Usagi’s home. His body screamed at him, insisting he wrap his arms around her and never let her go. His logic filled brain did not listen. “You must be tired. You had an incredible experience.”

“Yeah,” Usagi agreed as she stopped walking. Her heart ached for his touch and her body felt the same torment. “I guess I am but I don’t know how I feel. A lot has happened. It’s all a bit overwhelming.”

"I can’t even imagine. You truly are the strongest of us all,” Mamoru complimented, his very being tense with desire. He wanted nothing more than to taste her sweet kiss again.

“I was so scared the entire time,” Usagi admitted, remembering the torment of seeing Galaxia manipulate Mamoru’s body into acts of humiliation and submission. “All I wanted was to give up...all I wanted was to know peace.

“Then, you need a night to just relax. We should probably just take things slow," He whispered, licking his dry lips. He was thirsty for salvation only she could offer. "We went through a lot."

"Y-your right," She lied, denying her own sense of longing. "I guess you can just walk me home and we'll say...goodbye."

The rest can be found here:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13449794/5/After-The-Cauldron

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25553095

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A quick ficlet of Mikey being a badass, and space arc shenanigans with the whole team.

because people don’t seem to respect that he’s just as much of a ninja as his brothers and probably twice as terrifying

AO3 version.

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“We go out for drinks, and this happens,” Donnie muttered irritably, shifting the ropes tied around his wrists. “And they weren’t even alcoholic this time.”

“In Leo and Raph’s and my own defense-” April said, also tugging at her bound wrists. “-none of us knew that we weren’t supposed to climb that particular statue. And it’s you, Casey, and Mikey who wandered off; we were just trying to find you!”

“Wonderful job of that. You found us, and then we all got arrested,” Donnie said dryly.

“I said we were sorry!”

“You did, they didn’t,” Donnie nodded at his older brothers, who were slumped against one another unconscious. Casey and Mikey were still conscious, for all the good that did; the two of them also struggling against the rough rope that they’d all been trussed up with.

Around them, the majority of the village they’d stopped down in was gathered. In hindsight, it may not have been the best idea to pick a planet that still had tribal rule, and warrior code. Donnie didn’t like the look of blades swinging from the aliens’ waists, or the sizable masses of their arms.

Earlier, he’d thought it was all very fascinating. A bipedal species with two sets of arms, claw like nails, and fierce looking tusks jutted from their mouths. A genetic marvel from where he came. They also resembled ‘World of Warcraft’ characters, and never let it be said Donnie wasn’t interested in the gaming community, for all its grievous errors and rampant biasness.

Though now, as the chief of the village called to order her assembled followers, they seemed more intimidating than fascinating.

The chief- as they’d all figured out from the numerous tattoos along her(?) arms and the respect given to her(?) by the other warriors- was probably the oldest individual in the village, thick streaks of grey through her(?) short hair and cracked tusks.

Donnie was assuming she was a she, mostly based on what seemed to be breasts on her chest; but he could be wrong. The gender binary he’d known his whole life was mostly useless in space, seeing as some species didn’t have genders at all.

He itched to ask questions about that, maybe document the physical attributes of this new race they’d encountered.

Though, as the chieftain called her people to order and ushered in quiet, Donnie remembered he’d have to survive long enough to do that.

They also had a deadline. If they didn’t get out of this mess in under an hour, they’d be stuck planet-side for another day. The planet they had landed on, for rest and relaxation, happened to be beside a particularly nasty solar storm. Like clockwork, it would become larger at the sun’s setting, and block safe space travel for the rest of the night.

Donnie really, really didn’t want to stay the night here. From the way the warriors circled their group, he thought they might not make through the evening after their trial.

“I still blame you and my brothers,” He said, staring up at the chieftain as she approached.

April elbowed him hard in the side, but otherwise remained silent.

The chieftain opened her mouth, and started gesturing at them as she talked. The village warriors listened attentively as she spoke, echoing with hollers and something suspiciously like war cries in the appropriate spots.

There was a few seconds difference between what words came from the aliens, and the one’s Donnie’s translator relayed in English. There were also pauses in the dialogue, where words or phrases should have been but weren’t. Donnie supposed that even space age technology could fail sometimes, since the vastness of the universe meant it was near impossible to accurately document all languages. That was just unrealistic to expect.

Donnie got enough of the gist though, same as his family around him.

One of them would have to fight, and in exchange, they would earn their freedom. That was the price of having desecrated a sacred statue.

Brilliant.

“What sort of law order is this?” Donnie muttered under the roaring cheers of the crowd.

“An awesome one,” Casey said breathily.

Donnie didn’t see it, but he heard April elbow Casey too.

The chieftain stepped towards them, towering well above their group of six. Even if Donnie had been standing, he probably would have come up to only her chin. And she wasn’t even the tallest member of the village. Some of the warriors were probably over seven feet tall.

She pointed her thick staff at them, the club like head hovering right in front of Donnie’s thankfully flat nose. She said something in her deep rumbling voice, and Donnie’s translator helpfully relayed what she was saying.

Do you accept our terms?

“Uh- yes. Yes we accept your terms of agreement,” Donnie managed, eyeing the heavy metal staff in front of him. He breathed a sigh of relief as the staff was moved away, the chieftain addressing her people again.

“Shouldn’t we ask Leo about this first?” April questioned.

“How? He’s unconscious.”

“Right. Fair enough. So who’s going to fight?”

Donnie opened his mouth to reply, but he cut off as the crowd around them cheered thunderously. A figure stepped into the clearing, and raised their four arms into the air; inciting an even louder round of cheers.

The individual- who Donnie couldn’t identify the gender of at all- was easily the biggest warrior they’d seen so far. Eight feet, good god. Donnie reckoned they were eight feet tall, and made of pure muscle.

Four swords longer than Donnie’s arms were strapped across their back, and Donnie had no doubt that the individual could wield them without problem. The yellowed tusks jutting from their lips were cracked on one side, and there seemed to be blood staining the edges. Not a good sign.

The alien opened their mouth, showing even more incisors, and gave a bone rattling bellow.

Donnie closed his eyes, and sighed deeply.

This only ever seemed to happen when they went out for drinks. Maybe it was time to stop doing that.

“Okay, so,” April said in a tight voice. “Fuck that. I’m good, but I’m not that good.”

“I’m not fighting either, just saying that now,” Donnie said, eyeing the biceps the size of his head. He valued his continued semi-good health, thank you very much.

“I’ll do it,” Casey spoke up.

“No you won’t,” Donnie and April chorused in flat tones.

“I could so take them.”

“No you couldn’t,” Donnie and April said in even flatter tones.

While Casey grumbled to April, Donnie sighed again, and leaned around his two human friends to look at his only conscious sibling. “Alright. Mikey? You’re up.”

“Cool,” Mikey replied, nodding nonchalantly. “I’m down for that.”

April whipped her head around, looking at Donnie with wide eyes. “What?? Donnie, wait, why are you-”

“He’s got it, don’t worry,” Donnie said, nodding at the closest villagers to untie Mikey. “Yeah, we nominate my brother. He’s the annoyingly loud one- wait no not that one, that’s Casey. There you go. That’s him.”

“Seriously-? He’s not even half that guy’s height-”

“-why does Mikey get to fight? I wanted to fight, that’s not fair-”

Donnie missed the rest of April’s concerns and Casey’s complaints, due to the loudest round of cheering yet; as Mikey stepped into the unofficial fighting ring with the warrior alien.

"Keep it short, and make it fast,” Donnie reminded his brother, watching him bend into a series of warm up stretches straight from the eighties. “The professor said we had to be back to the ship in under an hour, or we'll be stuck here another day."

"I know I know I know- I got this Dee, I swear," Mikey replied, still stretching, and completely ignoring the eight foot alien warrior in front of him. Mikey’s opponent drew their swords, and swung their weapons through the air in a show of their deadliness. The four swords glinted in the waning daylight, each blade about as wide as Mikey’s arms.

"We're all going to die." April muttered grimly, still ignoring Casey’s whining about not being allowed to fight. “Or go to jail, and have to break out. Again.”

Donnie felt Leo shift beside him, tugging on the joint rope cuffs between them all, and he looked over to see his big brothers finally regaining consciousness.

“Oh good, you finally woke up,” He said, watching Leo and Raph blink blearily. “I was beginning to think I’d need a bucket of water. They didn’t hit you that hard, did they?’

“I- wha-?” Leo slurred, his mask slightly out of place and a dark bruise forming on his face. “Where-?”

“Long story short: you got us arrested, we’re under trial by combat right now, and Mikey’s working on getting us off the hook.”

“WHAT?!” Raph shouted, jerking up from his slump.

“Too late to stop it now. Once someone chooses to fight, neither opponent can back out unless they admit defeat. Or pass out. Or die,” Donnie explained helpfully. “They said so when she-” He nodded at the chieftain watching Mikey and her warrior warm up. “-was explaining things.”

“Who’s idea was it choose Mikey?!” Leo exclaimed in horror, staring at their youngest brother as he kept blithely warming up.

“Mine. It was the best option.”

“What on earth were you thinking?! There’s no way-”

“Mikey! MIKEY! GET BACK HERE AND SWITCH WITH ME!” Raph yelled, struggling against the rope tying them all together. “MIKEY!!”

“Oh my god- Raph, I got this!” Mikey sighed, looking over his shoulder at them all. “I totally. got this.”

A gong rang out, sounding the beginning of the fight, and Leo and Raph’s further exclaimed protests were drowned out.

An alien guard approached Mikey, handing him his formerly confiscated nunchucks. They’d all left their space weaponry on the ship, exchanging them for their earth ones, in an attempt to blend in with the locals. The planet was nearly identical to earth atmosphere-wise too, so no breathing apparatuses necessary. They’d only kept their translators.

As a result, Mikey calmly swinging his nunchucks in the face of four broadswords made for a comically ill-matched sight.

The cheers of the crowd muted Donnie’s brothers’ protests, and he settled in to ignore them while Mikey took care of business.

The eight foot titan gave a battle roar, and charged Donnie’s little brother; swinging all four deadly swords at him, and-

Mikey wasn’t there to be chopped into pieces.

The alien withdrew their swords from the dirt, looking confusedly at the spot Mikey had vanished from. They turned in a circle, eliciting laughter from the crowd of villagers, and still couldn’t find the vanished mutant.

Then-

Mikey reappeared with a whoop- coming back into existence seemingly from nowhere- and caught his opponent across the temple with his nunchaku.

The alien reeled in shock, then recovered, and swung at Mikey again with a snarl.

Mikey slipped under the four simultaneous swings without trouble, and popped up again with a cheeky grin.

“That all you got?” He asked, bouncing from foot to foot jauntily.

The alien frowned, and gave another battle cry as they tried once more to slice Mikey to pieces.

While Leo and Raph, plus April and Casey, all fussed and protested Mikey’s involvement in the fight- Donnie waited calmly for his brother to stop messing around.

Mikey ducked and weaved around the swords aimed at him, practically dancing through the battle. The crowd cheered louder, as Mikey slipped underneath a flurry of jabs to deliver a nerve attack to the alien’s side.

The alien howled, their left secondary arm going limp and dropping its sword. They bared their tusks, and swung again at Mikey with their remaining three arms, missing by inches as Mikey coolly avoided the strikes.

“Ooh shit, you almost had me that time,” Mikey taunted, bouncing away again. “C’mon, I know you can do it. Hit me again- or I guess, hit me for the first time, ha ha.”

The next few minutes turned into a blur- Mikey weaving and dancing around the enormous alien warrior, unbothered as anything as three huge swords were swung at him again and again. A side step here, and a well-timed splits there- Mikey avoided every attack sent at him, and laughed the whole while.

He hadn’t even delivered any other attacks, beyond the original temple scuff and the nerve attack.

The swords scored the dirt ground, leaving long gashes where Mikey had formerly been. The alien warrior kept at it, despite having not landed a single blow yet. In the end of day lighting, the three remaining swords reflected Mikey’s wide grin as he skimmed past them over and over.

Eventually, Mikey slipped through the defenses of the alien- disappearing and reappearing again from thin air- and delivered a second nerve attack.

Down two arms- one left, one right- the towering warrior looked much less intimidating, what with two limbs hanging dead from their sides.

The alien seemed to be getting desperate, egged on by the bloodlust of the crowd, and dove in with their remaining swords to stab again at Mikey.

Mikey- without even using his nunchucks- diverted the attack away from him, and grasped the elbow joint of the alien.

Donnie didn’t wince, but his other family members did, as Mikey shattered the arm joint with his knee.

The alien howled in pain, and dropped the sword held by that now broken arm. They knelt heavily, releasing their only remaining sword to clutch their arm.

Mikey snaked around the kneeling alien, and with fluid grace, joined his weapons together to form his kusarigama as he straddled the alien’s broad back.

Mikey looped his chains around the alien’s neck, and before they could react further than a dismayed exclamation, started choking them.

He held the alien in that chokehold, looking unruffled and almost bored as they scrabbled uselessly against the chains, until the giant slumped heavily to the side and passed out.

The soft thud of the collapsed alien settled a hush on the crowd. Then-

The villagers went wild.

Mikey released them, winding his chains up his arms as he dropped off the alien’s back. At the thunderous applause and cheers surrounding them all, he gave a sweeping bow to the crowd, and basked in the glory of his opponent’s defeat.

Mikey popped his head up, still bowed over, and grinned at Donnie. “Fast enough for you, Dee?”

"You were just playing with them for the last two minutes of that,” Donnie replied in a dry tone, rolling his eyes. “Maybe more.”

"Awww, you caught me," Mikey said with a fake pout.

"Just have them untie us already; we have actual work to do, instead of you teasing people."

"Pft, yeah okay, Mr. Grumpy-Shell."

While Mikey was swarmed by individuals twice and three times his size, a couple of the guards that had been watching Donnie and his family came over to untie them all.

Donnie glanced at his fellow captives, and found every one of them gaping with surprise. He raised and eye ridge at them all. "What? We all know Mikey's got the best skills out of all of us, he just never uses them. Did you think he just sat around watching TV all day?"

“I- well- uh-” Leo stuttered.

“-kind of??” Raph finished for their brother, April and Casey nodding along jerkily.

"Hm, you obviously haven't been around for our ‘danger room’ sessions then."

“Your what?” Leo asked in a worried tone, finally getting over his speechlessness.

“Like from the X-men? He begged me until I agreed to create a simulation for him in the holodeck,” Donnie shrugged out of his loosened ropes, rubbing his slightly sore wrists. “It’s become a bit of a competition lately. To see if I can make a simulation he can’t beat.”

“What the fuck,” Raph muttered in disbelief, remaining on the ground despite their bonds being gone.

Donnie looked at his brothers- both of them seeming thoroughly beaten despite not having fought at all- and shook his head. Honestly, no faith from either of them.

“I still say I could’ve taken ‘em.”

“Casey, no you couldn’t have.”

“Says you, Red.”

“Yes says me, apparently your self-preservation.”

Mikey was still shaking hands with the villagers, who all seemed very accepting of him now that he’d proven his strength. Though his hand was engulfed each time, the villagers seemed happily surprised by the grip Mikey had despite his small size.

The defeated warrior was carted off, probably by a collection of their family and a doctor. They’d likely be well cared for, after facing such a worthy opponent. And in the middle of all the chaos; the chieftain of the village stood alone, looking satisfied with how things had played out.

An interesting perspective, but Donnie would take it; since it meant they got to leave with their heads still attached and their hearts still beating. Also, no escape from space jail; part four in an ongoing series.

Donnie got up, dusting himself off, and went to pull Mikey from his adoring fans. They still had to get back to the ship, after all.

Their family trailed after them as they left, Leo and Raph still in shock and Casey and April bickering back and forth about the fight.

Mikey grinned at Donnie, and elicited another eye roll when he asked if they’d gotten any video of his sweet take down.

All in all, not the weirdest outing they’d had so far on their space quest. Not even close.

#my writing #michelangelo #Donatello #b-team babes #heck yeah my kids #i love them #GIVE MIKEY A CHANCE TO SHINE OKAY #LET HIM BE TERRIFYING AND POWERFUL #he's cutesy and goofy like 99% of the time and i need less of that #more badass mikey #let him be the badass #he's terrible and problematic and such a little shit #but i also love him for that #let him be a real character #let him be a real boy #*sighs forever about his treatment in canon and fanon*#TMNT 2012 #tmnt fanfiction

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