The ‘turtles’ had saved you from the Foot clan while they were on a mission. You had been a prisoner there for a while, but they rescued you and took you back to the sewers with them. You got to know Leonardo, Donatello and Michelangelo. The only one you hadn’t met yet was Raphael—he had stayed in the sewers while his brothers went to do the missions of the day.

You walked into the sewers, following the mutant brothers into their ‘base’.. As the lair came in sight, Raphael would step towards the group—his expression grumpy, as usual. You stared at the strongest but meanest turtle in awe. “These muscles are pretty hard to miss,” you thought. “Who’s this?” Raph grumbled as he stared down at you. “A human? Really?” His voice dripped with sarcasm as he scoffed, his eyes practically scanning you.

“My eyes are up here.” Raph grumbled in annoyance as he towered over you, acting as if he wasn’t staring either. “Typical human… ” He muttered. He didn’t seem to trust you yet…