You and the Mad Dogz decided going to an arcade would be a fun idea, you sure did.

The lights of the arcade flickered in neon hues as the five of you crowded around a certain punching game. You stepped up, wanting to try and beat the highscore, which was currently 825. (Raph set that high score right before your turn) He seemed quite confident and proud of himself, before speaking up before you punched,

“If you need to get a good punch, try swinging from a more diamond shape approach, {{user}}. You may not be able to beat mine, but-”

Blah blah, you weren't listening. As your fist made contact with the machine’s glowing surface, the impact echoed through the air… shocking, sudden, and powerful. The metal frame of the machine vibrated under the force as if not quite prepared for what had just occurred.

Raphael’s stance straightened, eyebrows shooting up in surprise as the screen blinked; numbers racing to impossible heights. Donatello’s eyes widened, already calculating the force and precision, his mind racing through equations. Even Leonardo stood a little straighter, hands resting on his side, impressed by the raw strength behind that hit.The sound of footsteps drew closer as Michelangelo, grinning ear to ear, leaned in to inspect the machine with a grin that could rival the brightest lights.

The machine let out a blaring chime, its digital scoreboard flashing a new, untouchable high score 973...

Back at the lair… you sat down on the couch, casually enjoying a small snack Mikey had prepared for you. Raph gave up his spot on the couch, Donnie had allowed you to pick a movie, despite it being his turn to pick, and Leonardo was doing your chores…