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Oh my that was deliciously delightful! I did NOT see that coming and it was a thrill ride. Ingenious! Now all I want to do is make a gingerbread house with the guys!

Gingerbread Disaster

In collaboration with @thelaundrybitch

Fem!Readerx2012 Leo

The lair was quite the spectacle, becoming more and more festive as Christmas approached. Mikey, with the help of Donnie, strung various forms of Christmas lights around the living area and all the way towards the back, down the hall, infiltrating Master Splinter’s meditation room. 

Raph and Leo were busy hanging Santa, snowmen, and gnome decorations throughout the lair. Including hanging mistletoe above the entrance to the lair and the kitchen. When you entered your eyes fixed upon the colorful row of stockings that were hung on the far wall. Four of which you couldn’t help but notice were color coordinated to match each respective turtle’s mask. 

Your’s, Master Splinter’s and April’s made up the right side of the line. While Casey’s seemed to straggle a bit behind Raph’s. Your lips quirked up into a smile as your eyes followed a string of very 80’s blinking lights that led to the kitchen. You instantly stopped walking the moment your gaze locked on the mistletoe, neatly placed at the top of the doorframe. Holding onto the paper bags in your arms a little tighter, you wondered if you would be indeed feeling a certain turtle’s lips on yours. Lips that you had been longing for for some time now. 

“Well, are ya gonna step under it?” Raph said gruffly as he stepped in front of you, his eyes sparkling with anticipation as he motioned to the green mistletoe, causing you to jump. 

Your cheeks instantly warmed as you shook your head. “No, big guy, I’m just fine right here. Hate to disappoint you.” You laughed. 

Raph’s eager face fell in utter defeat. “Fine.” He sighed, shrugging his large shoulders. 

“Raph! Bro! You can’t be all obvious like that!” Mikey chuckled, walking past you. “Besides, she’s saving that kiss for me! Right, Angelcakes?” He grinned, slowly turning around to face you, puckering his lips. 

You couldn’t help, but laugh as you shook your head. You had known the guys for about a year now and their flirting seemed to never cease. Not that you were complaining. Oh, far from it! You just had your heart set on one barra in particular. 

“Hey, Y/N!” Leo shouted as he came around the corner. Your heart beat hard against your ribs as you took in the mountain of muscle coming towards you. “You’re early!” He grinned, his ocean blue eyes flicking to the bags in your arms. “Is that…?”

You raised your eyebrows. “Oh! Yeah! I thought they’d be sold out by now, but I was actually able to find several different types of gingerbread house kits and I even scored one for Master Splinter!”

“Sweet!” Mikey gripped the edge of one of the paper bags and peeked in. 

“Here, go ahead and take this one.” You said as you pushed the bag into his arms. 

Mikey’s eyes lit up as he carried it into the kitchen. “This is gonna be great! Mine is gonna make all of yours look like sheds!”

“I really appreciate you getting it for us, Y/N.” Leo said as you turned to hand him the other bag, his eyes searching your face. 

Your heart thudded in your chest. Why did he have to look at you like that? “Oh! It’s really no problem. I know you guys can’t exactly go up and get them yourselves.” Oh my god that sounded so lame! Ugh! You mentally chided yourself. 

Leo smiled, realizing you were getting flustered. He noticed that you were becoming increasingly anxious around him and suddenly decided that he wanted to test a theory he had about you right then and there. 

“Y/N?” He cleared his throat as he tucked the bag under his left arm. “Seeing as I’m not the best when it comes to putting stuff together, would you mind helping me with my gingerbread house?” He watched you carefully, waiting to see if you would continue to give yourself away.

In fact if you had a heart, you could no longer tell, because it completely stopped. Leo’s eyes locked with yours. He wanted you to help him? 

The leader in blue wanted….you….to help him. 

Leo?

The one who strived for perfection in damn near everything he did?

Were you dreaming?

Satisfied with his test, Leo smirked. Instead of answering him, you just stared at him, your mouth slightly agape, “Y/N?” Leo’s eye ridges rose. 

You blinked a few times, your cheeks flushing a deep red. Oh my god. Oh my god. OK! Chill! Breathe! “I, uh, I….yes! Yes! I’ll help you! Sure!” You suddenly bit down on the inside of your cheek to keep from saying anything else that would make you sound so stupid! 

“Hey! Why is everyone just standing around? Let’s put these baby’s together!” Mikey laughed, pulling out the kits and setting them on the table. 

Grateful for the save, you took that moment to turn away from Leo and headed into the kitchen, bolting under the mistletoe. 

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One hour later….

Things were going far better than you expected! Everyone was sitting around the table, putting their respective gingerbread houses together, each one with their favorite drinks next to them. Master Splinter of course had his usual cup of ginger and lemon tea. Leo had his famous blend of herbs tea, Donnie’s had wisps of steam coming from his triple shot espresso, and Raph and Mikey seemed content with their ice cold Orange Crush’s, extra ice! 

Leo had insisted on making you some of his tea, which you were now regretting because it was in fact rather spicy. Much like the leader himself. 

As you helped Leo, you quickly found out that his version of ‘help’ was allowing him to do most of the work. You were pretty much on stand by in case he needed you. 

Which you didn’t mind. You were happy to watch his graceful fingers slide over each piece. 

Watching him period!

Even though he was bound and determined to keep going without you, you attempted to help him hold a few pieces together. Turns out, you weren’t exactly an architect either. Two of the pieces crumbled away beneath your fingertips, causing your stomach to twist in a knot. 

“I’m so sorry, Leo.” You whispered as one of the gingerbread pieces comprising of the roof slid to the side. 

Leo chuckled. “No. Don’t be! This is great!” He grinned, slathering more frosting over the broken gingerbread. 

You nodded, hoping he wasn’t being sarcastic. 

“I’m done, dudes!” Mikey shouted, standing back from the table. “I give you,” he flourished his hands out in front, “my masterpiece.”

You dragged your eyes away from Leo’s dilapidated house to Mikey’s, taking in a sharp breath. Of course the artist of the household would create a Victorian replica! “Whoa! Mikey! That’s insane!”

Your eyes quickly darted around the table and you noticed that Master Splinter had also finished his house and was enjoying the last of his tea. “And Master Splinter? Wow!” Your eyes lingered over the delicate looking dojo, swearing it could have come straight from Feudal Japan. 

Your eyes then trailed over to Donnie’s. Wait. Was that…. “Donnie?” You squinted your eyes. “Are those actual lights?”

Donnie grinned as he crossed his arms over his chest. “You know it. It’s not a house without lights.”

“Hey! Mine isn’t half bad, if I do say so myself!” Raph grumbled, motioning to what appeared to be a miniature log cabin. 

“Holy shit! You can’t tell me you weren’t architects in another life! This is incredible!” You said as you flicked your eyes back to Leo’s poor little creation. 

“Yeah, at least four of us were.” Mikey snickered, stepping forward to peer at Leo’s house. 

“Uh, Leo, I think your house needs mouth to mouth resuscitation at this point.” Donnie added, uncrossing his arms. 

As soon as the words ‘mouth to mouth resuscitation’ left Donnie’s lips, your mind immediately replaced the gingerbread house with you, lying there on the table, your eyelids fluttering, waiting for Leo’s lips to touch yours. 

“Shut up, Donnie!” Leo’s shout pulled you from your fantasy. “It’s fine. It’s beautiful just as it is!” He continued to try and cover the gingerbread in as much frosting as he could. 

“It died from sugar shock about half a tub of icing ago! How much frosting are ya going ta put on it Leo?” Raph chuckled, standing up, his chair scraping across the floor. Leo glared up at his brother, his blue eyes darkening. 

Sensing a fight, you attempted to ease the situation. “I’m sure Donnie can help straighten out some of the edges.” You gave Donnie your best ‘please help me’ look. “Right? Donnie?” 

Donnie quickly picked up on what you were trying to do. “Oh! Right! Yeah! Totally! Maybe even throw in some lights?” He winced. “But you will have to scoop it up and follow me to the lab. I have some work I need to finish before the formula goes bad.” 

At first Leo didn’t want Donnie to help him, but after about five minutes you convinced him to allow the purple banded turtle to at least try and save what he could of the broken pile of gingerbread now covered in three feet of frosting. 

After carefully helping to lift up Leo’s creation and putting it on a pizza pan, you let the blue masked barra take control of carrying it to Donnie’s lab. Even though it looked as if a bomb had gone off inside of it, he seemed to genuinely cherish it, but you sensed there was more to it than that. 

“Ok. Just set it down over there and I will try my best to smooth everything out, then I will bring it back to the kitchen when I’m done.” Donnie smiled as he sat down in his desk chair. 

“Thanks, Donnie.” Leo sighed. “It really means a lot.” Slowly his gaze turned to you. 

“Don’t mention it.” Donnie waved him off. “It’s not the first time I’ve needed to help you anyway, Leo. You remember the year you decided to try and make Master Splinter a birthday cake?”

Leo reluctantly tore his gaze from you, turning back to Donnie with red creeping into his cheeks. “At least I tried!” 

Donnie snickered as he nodded. “I know! I know! It’s just that the amount of frosting you pont the house brought back all the memories…”

“Can it, Don!” Leo tried his best to be serious, but his mouth kept twitching up into a smile. He knew Donnie wasn’t trying to upset him. He couldn’t deny that the cake had been the stuff of culinary nightmares.

Donnie held his hand up in mock defeat. “Alright, I guess I will see you guys later?”

You nodded as Leo eyes his creation once more. “Yeah see ya in a bit.” Leo sighed again. 

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After about an hour of typing away on his backlit keyboard, and mixing different ingredients in glass jars and beakers, Donnie gave Leo’s attempt at a house a sideways glance. He had decided not to rush to fix it, because in all honesty it really just needed to be thrown away, and a new one made in its place. But Donnie knew that Leo wouldn’t go for that. So, he resolved to leave it for the time being. 

Over the course of a few more hours, Donnie continued to pour, and mix liquids, spilling some here and there and next to the house while taking notes. All the while, knowing he had to table the impossible. Fixing a giant mash of gingerbread. 

As he sat at his computer a few hours later, he started to become weary, his eyes no longer able to focus on the screen in front of him. The coffee that he drank throughout the day no longer held its magic and failed at keeping him firing on all pistons. Donnie yawned, stretching his arms as he shook his head from side to side. 

“Wake up!” He chided himself. “You still have to….” Donnie’s voice trailed off as his head drooped slightly, then within the same span of that split second, he was out. 

Leo’s overly frosted gingerbread house sat alone on the table next to some oddly colored splatters of volatile fluid. 

Fluid that had been splashed down from the glass beaker in the center of the table. 

Fluid that wasn’t at all foreign to the mutant brothers, but in fact had made them what they were. 

The mutagen mixture had somehow managed to expand, spreading towards the house. With wisp-like tendrils, it creeped up onto the pizza pan, pulsating, then shot a thin green line out, smacking the side of the house.

The green fluid seeped into the frosting, merging with it. 

For a few silent seconds, nothing happened, then slowly, Leo’s misshapen gingerbread house began to glow. It trembled, shivered, then started to expand, ballooning outward. 

In a matter of seconds it had outgrown its perch on the table and slid to the floor, where it propped itself up on two very large, newly formed, brown legs.  The now sentient gingerbread house took a ragged breath into its frosting coated lungs. Its dark brown eyes focused on the unaware terrapin asleep at his desk. 

Donnie was now slumped forward, arms crossed over his keyboard, in a deep sleep, blissfully unaware of the danger that now stalked him. The gnarled gingerbread monster started to approach Donnie, but a noise off to its right caught its attention and it turned its monstrous body towards the back of the lab instead. 

“I knew it!” Leo shouted as he walked into the lab with you in tow. “Donnie!” He snapped his fingers. “Wake up!”

“Whaaa…huh?” Donnie pulled his head up as he slid his eyes open, blinking. “Oh no! I musta fell asleep!”

“Uh, yeah! You did!” You giggled, pointing at the line of drool running down Donnie’s chin. 

“Ugh!” Donnie scowled as he wiped his face roughly. 

“Hey! Where is it?” Leo asked, crossing his arms. 

“What?” Donnie rubbed his eyes. 

“My house! Where did it go?” Leo narrowed his eyes as he slid his gaze over the now vacant pizza pan. 

Donnie turned slowly in his chair to see that the house was indeed missing, a trail of frosting leading to the edge of the table. He swallowed. “I left it right there.”

“Maybe Mikey came in and ate it?” You asked, lifting your hands up, watching as Leo looked under the table, becoming more flustered. 

“No, Y/N. He’s not here, remember? He went with Casey to get more pizza.” Leo growled as he glared at Donnie. 

“I…” Donnie’s defense died on his lips the second he spotted it. Huge and skulking near the back of the lab, the gingerbread monster stood with its back to the wall, staring down at the three forms before it. 

You and Leo both followed Donnie’s gaze, freezing instantly. The monster stared back at you, his chest heaving as it took up the entire back area of the lab, floor to ceiling. 

“Is that?” Leo breathed, his eyes narrowing. “It can’t be!” He instantly snaked his arm around your waist, pulling you back. “Stay behind me, Y/N.”

Donnie quickly stood, approaching the table to see that the liquid he had spilled earlier was no longer there. He was pretty sure  that the mutagen hadn’t spilled that close to the house. So, how did it manage to mutate it? His stomach twisted up into a knot. 

“Uh, Leo. I think your house somehow drank the mutagen I was trying to change into retromutagen!” Donnie’s reddish-brown eyes widened as he swept his gaze over the new mutant in front of him. 

“How in the hell does a NON LIVING OBJECT even do that, Donnie?!” Leo shouted, stepping back, taking your hand in his. 

“I’m not a hundred percent sure about that!” Donnie winced.

The giant gingerbread man growled, taking a few steps forward, a lopsided grin spreading across its half frosted half cookie like face.  “Gingerbread man alive.” It gurgled, its crazed eyes landing on Donnie. 

“No shit, buddy!” Donnie said as he too began backing away. 

“Come on! Let’s go!” Leo shouted as he turned to run, tugging you with him. 

“RRRROOOAAARRRRR.” The gingerbread man began to give chase, pieces of gingerbread falling from it in clumps as it collided with Donnie’s lab equipment. 

As you, Leo and Donnie sprinted into the living room, Mikey and Casey were coming through the entrance to the lair, each carrying a stack of pizza boxes. 

“Run!” Leo shouted as the door the lab flew past him, hitting the wall. 

Mikey’s eyes widened as he inhaled sharply. “Dude! Is that a giant gingerbread man?! What the hell?”

“I think it is, Mikey!” Casey shouted. 

“What tha fuck is goin on out…” Raph shouted, running into the living room, then came to a halt just as you blasted past him, heading for the dojo. 

“Let’s lure it into the dojo! We will have a better chance of defeating it there!” Leo shouted over his shoulder. 

Raph looked from Mikey to the gingerbread man, and smirked. “Ya gotta be fuckin kiddin me!”

The gingerbread man narrowed its feral eyes, roaring again. Raph, Mikey, and Casey all ran to follow you, Leo and Donnie, the pizza quickly forgotten as it crashed to the floor. 

“Run, run as fast as you can, you can’t escape the gingerbread man!” It roared, lumbering through the living area. 

“Dude! This is all kinds of wrong!” Mikey puffed out in between breaths as he blasted into the dojo. 

“How tha hell did this happen?” Raph asked, yanking his sais free. 

“Y/N! Casey! Get back!” Leo shouted, positioning himself in front of you. 

You took a few steps back as Casey pulled you with him, listening to the monster snarl as it approached, your heart in your throat. 

“I think I’ll let Donnie explain that one to you later, Raph!” Leo scowled, pulling his katanas free. 

Raph shot Donnie a look. “Don’t tell me that’s Leo’s gingerbread disaster?”

“Yes! Gingerbread man ALIVE!” The gingerbread mutant roared as it reached the entrance to the dojo. 

Raph stared at Donnie in shock, his green eyes darkening. 

“On my count!” Leo shouted, steadying himself. 

Raph tore his gaze from Donnie, gripping his sais tightly. Mikey twirled his nunchucks in front of him, and Donnie spun his bo staff several times, then slammed it into the floor.

The giant gingerbread man moaned as it forced its girth through the dojo entrance, dripping frosting to the floor, along with gingerbread shavings. Its misshapen eyes seemed to melt as they locked with Leo’s, gurgling in anticipation of eating him for a snack. 

“I….bet..you….are VERY…tasty! Gingerbread man…EAT!”

“Go!” Leo shouted. 

“Ok! That’s enough talk!” Raph shouted, lunging for the monster. 

Leo narrowed his eyes as he watched Raph spring towards the monster, sais extended, only to be smashed to the floor by its humongous hand. 

“Raph!” Mikey growled, springing into action next, flying toward the monster at top speed. His nunchucks beat into the monster's middle, but he wasn't fast enough. The monster gripped his arm in its giant hand, pulling him forward. Mikey gritted his teeth together, bending his head down, then licked the frosting from the monster’s wrist. 

“How can something so delicious be so bad for me? My childhood will forever be ruined!” Mikey cried as the gingerbread man slung him towards the back of the dojo. Mikey hit the wall, then crumpled to the floor. 

“Eat this!” Leo shouted as he flew into the monster, blades slicing, dicing its arms, then its face. The monster roared as large chunks fell from its body. 

Donnie sailed in next, whacking the monster from behind, knocking it to the floor. Donnie continued to slam his bo into its back as Raph rebounded, puncturing the gingerbread monstrosity in the neck with his sais. 

The monster growled, gurgling as it tried to regain its footing, but Mikey sailed over his brothers, landing a killing blow to the side of the monsters head with his nunchucks. 

“Are you ok, Y/N?” Raph asked as approached you.

You smiled, nodding. “Yes, I’m fine! That was incredible!” You beamed. 

“OH, so you aren’t going to ask if I’m ok?” Casey smirked as he came out from behind you. 

Raph just shook his head as Leo approached, sliding his now sticky katanas back into their saya’s.

 “I’m so sorry, Leo.” You said, walking up to him, then putting your arms around him. 

“Why?” He laughed as he hugged you back. 

You pulled back to look up into his eyes. Slowly, without thinking, you leaned up and Leo grinned as his lips met yours. 

“Whoo Hoo! About time!” Mikey shouted. 

After a few seconds you pulled back again, biting your lower lip. 

“Well, Leo.” Donnie scratched the back of his head. “Now you don’t have a house at all.”

With a new sparkle in Leo’s eyes, he looked back at the dead gingerbread man on the floor, a mischievous grin on his face. “I think I might be able to salvage a little bit.”

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