Sumo Turtles: Choose Your Own Adventure - Part 15
Previously...
Leo gave himself a moment to let Michelangelo and IRON Chef catch up to him, chewing on another slice of pizza. he was still unsure whether it had been a good idea or a bad idea to bring IRON Chef with them. One one hand, They needed him along to convince Shredder to release their friends, and it was nice having fresh snacks whenever they asked. On the other hand, he'd already eaten more pizza than he had all week, just on the way over. He absently rubbed at his softer belly, feeling the way it made his belts feel so snug, and made a mental note to get right back to training when they got back. For now, he gladly accepted another slice from the robot, and then pointed down at the warehouse from their rooftop perch.
"Okay, that's the warehouse I saw the Foot clan taking all the snack cakes into. There -must- be some sort of underground entrance to the Technodrome through there. And since Donnie left his tag up here, he and Raph must have come this way too. I bet you anything they're already inside."
Mikey nodded sagely as he had another couple of deep-fried Snickers pizza slices on a stick. The youngest turtle's belly gurgled from all the food he'd been stuffing into it all day, but it felt good to feel so full and thick and... heavy! Natural even. And if being a sumo meant he didn't have to do a billion backflips back home, he was all for it! "..Wait, does that mean we're gonna have to climb back down now? it took us forever just to get here, Leo!"
Leonardo rolled his eyes and swallowed a mouthful of pizza before prodding his brother in that doughy belly. "It took -you- forever, Mikey. We had to find an alternate route when you wouldn't fit through the manhole!"
"A terribly inconvenient size for a municipal sewer entry," added IRON. "They really ought to consider people of all sizes, don't you think?" the robot patted Michelangelo's middle, and then turned to Leo. "The Shredder isn't a very pleasant person by any standards, and you and your brothers seem to annoy him greatly. What if bringing me back turns out to be some sort of trap for the four of you? I would hate to have that weighing on my recently discovered conscience."
"We've handled Shredder before," chuckled Leo. "there isn't a trap he can come up with that we haven't gotten around. Right now let's get down there before he starts getting creative with his hostages."
It took a bit of time, considering there were a few fire escapes that didn't look like they'd support their weight. But they finally managed to get back to ground level, creeping into the quiet warehouse. There were voices, though, and familiar ones.
"So why're we sittin' around twiddlin' our thumbs again? I'm gettin' bored."
"The boss said we're supposed ta wait for the toitles ta show up, blast 'em, and then nab the watchamajiggy he needs. Iron sometin'."
"But we're always blastin' at those guys, and they's always dodgin' and jumpin' and doin' their kung-fu ninja stuffs, and they kick our cans around and then I end up with a headache and then the boss yells at us and then -he- kicks our cans around and I get a headache even -worse-. Can't we do somethin' different this time?"
"Aw, you want me ta kiss yer boo-boos or somethin'? Grow up, Rock. I don't question the boss, an' neither should you, ya know?"
Leo crept on the two voices from behind a delivery truck, Mikey and Iron close behind. Maybe too close, though. Mikey bumped into his shell from behind, and the bloated turtle let out a deep belch. The voices went quiet, everyone holding perfectly still... until the truck was suddenly wrenched away, dragged aside by the overmuscled Rocksteady while his buddy Bebop aimed a plasma gun at them. That is, until he saw how big they'd gotten.
"Jeez, what happened ta you guys? Ninja diet plan ain't workin' out for you no more? Ha!"
The rhino leered, prying his thick fingers from the side of the truck and rolling his massive shoulders. "Yeah, you's all doughy 'n soft like big green marshmallows... Betcha don't run 'n jump 'n fight so good no more..."
The boar grinned wide around his tusks. "Yeah, this may be just the break we need. I always did like beatin' up fat kids..."
1)Leo and Mikey leap into action! They may be fat, but they can still kick mutant henchman butt, sumo style!
2)Maybe a little more training was in order? Mikey and Leo get trounced, and IRON Chef gets taken away!
3) Before Leo and Mikey can do anything, IRON Chef steps in to defend his new friends with his own unique 'fighting' technique!
Yeah, yeah, it's a bit late, but hey, better that than never, right? You all knew I was gonna throw Bebop and Rocksteady in somewhere, and hey, if I'm gonna draw 'em, I'm gonna make 'em sexy, dammit. Yeah, those two could rough me up any time... Ahem! Now go vote! Lemme know what you wanna see happen out of the three choices. And have a happy new Year while yer at it!
Leo gave himself a moment to let Michelangelo and IRON Chef catch up to him, chewing on another slice of pizza. he was still unsure whether it had been a good idea or a bad idea to bring IRON Chef with them. One one hand, They needed him along to convince Shredder to release their friends, and it was nice having fresh snacks whenever they asked. On the other hand, he'd already eaten more pizza than he had all week, just on the way over. He absently rubbed at his softer belly, feeling the way it made his belts feel so snug, and made a mental note to get right back to training when they got back. For now, he gladly accepted another slice from the robot, and then pointed down at the warehouse from their rooftop perch.
"Okay, that's the warehouse I saw the Foot clan taking all the snack cakes into. There -must- be some sort of underground entrance to the Technodrome through there. And since Donnie left his tag up here, he and Raph must have come this way too. I bet you anything they're already inside."
Mikey nodded sagely as he had another couple of deep-fried Snickers pizza slices on a stick. The youngest turtle's belly gurgled from all the food he'd been stuffing into it all day, but it felt good to feel so full and thick and... heavy! Natural even. And if being a sumo meant he didn't have to do a billion backflips back home, he was all for it! "..Wait, does that mean we're gonna have to climb back down now? it took us forever just to get here, Leo!"
Leonardo rolled his eyes and swallowed a mouthful of pizza before prodding his brother in that doughy belly. "It took -you- forever, Mikey. We had to find an alternate route when you wouldn't fit through the manhole!"
"A terribly inconvenient size for a municipal sewer entry," added IRON. "They really ought to consider people of all sizes, don't you think?" the robot patted Michelangelo's middle, and then turned to Leo. "The Shredder isn't a very pleasant person by any standards, and you and your brothers seem to annoy him greatly. What if bringing me back turns out to be some sort of trap for the four of you? I would hate to have that weighing on my recently discovered conscience."
"We've handled Shredder before," chuckled Leo. "there isn't a trap he can come up with that we haven't gotten around. Right now let's get down there before he starts getting creative with his hostages."
It took a bit of time, considering there were a few fire escapes that didn't look like they'd support their weight. But they finally managed to get back to ground level, creeping into the quiet warehouse. There were voices, though, and familiar ones.
"So why're we sittin' around twiddlin' our thumbs again? I'm gettin' bored."
"The boss said we're supposed ta wait for the toitles ta show up, blast 'em, and then nab the watchamajiggy he needs. Iron sometin'."
"But we're always blastin' at those guys, and they's always dodgin' and jumpin' and doin' their kung-fu ninja stuffs, and they kick our cans around and then I end up with a headache and then the boss yells at us and then -he- kicks our cans around and I get a headache even -worse-. Can't we do somethin' different this time?"
"Aw, you want me ta kiss yer boo-boos or somethin'? Grow up, Rock. I don't question the boss, an' neither should you, ya know?"
Leo crept on the two voices from behind a delivery truck, Mikey and Iron close behind. Maybe too close, though. Mikey bumped into his shell from behind, and the bloated turtle let out a deep belch. The voices went quiet, everyone holding perfectly still... until the truck was suddenly wrenched away, dragged aside by the overmuscled Rocksteady while his buddy Bebop aimed a plasma gun at them. That is, until he saw how big they'd gotten.
"Jeez, what happened ta you guys? Ninja diet plan ain't workin' out for you no more? Ha!"
The rhino leered, prying his thick fingers from the side of the truck and rolling his massive shoulders. "Yeah, you's all doughy 'n soft like big green marshmallows... Betcha don't run 'n jump 'n fight so good no more..."
The boar grinned wide around his tusks. "Yeah, this may be just the break we need. I always did like beatin' up fat kids..."
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3) Before Leo and Mikey can do anything, IRON Chef steps in to defend his new friends with his own unique 'fighting' technique!
Yeah, yeah, it's a bit late, but hey, better that than never, right? You all knew I was gonna throw Bebop and Rocksteady in somewhere, and hey, if I'm gonna draw 'em, I'm gonna make 'em sexy, dammit. Yeah, those two could rough me up any time... Ahem! Now go vote! Lemme know what you wanna see happen out of the three choices. And have a happy new Year while yer at it!
Category All / Fat Furs
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