~Asleep~ ROTTMNT x Younger human brother reader

Chap 18. Al be back

D:"Well I may or may not have intercepted a little email addressed to a certain Justin B at yeah, comma that one dot com."

[Name]:"that's great but why albeartoland. It's way worse than just albearto."

Mikey:"But you have to get over your fear eventually, right?"

[Name]:"Please that's like asking Donnie to go to a beach ball museum or something. He would never go. BECAUSE HE IS TERRIFIED OF BEACH BALLS-"

Leo shoved a cracker in your mouth. You ate a cracker.

Leo:"Hey, I don't wanna get ahead of myself, but our music is so new it's like from outer space."

Donnie:"Yeah. Our electro/soul/rap/glam rock/[Style] is too good to quantify."

Mikey:"once we leave this lair, our music is gonna change everything."

[Name]:"WAIT! are there gonna be hot pretzels? I love hot pretzels." Your brothers glared at you. "Geez okay. Some hot pretzel haters are here, I get it."

Raph:"Let's harmonize for good luck."

They all started to harmonize. You included. It was terrible.

All:"Nailed it!"

Raph:"Albeartoland prepare to be blown away."

[Name]:"Okay seriously are there gonna be hot pretzels-?"

All:*sigh*
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"Albeardo, courageous pirate captain from albeardo's squid and chips. Welcome!"

"I put the 'arr' in tartar sauce."

"Bayou bearto. Your gumbo was jumbo."

"Po'boy, catfish, guarantee."

"Okay? Chef albear from La Petite Albear. They said it was crazy to mix animatronic's with fine dining."

"Sadly, they were right. C'est la vie."

"And finally Otto von bearto from Otto Von Bearto's Best Wurst House."

"Try me in strudel! Ooh, it's like a blitzkrieg of flavor!"

"My bearto's, today we rise like our gourmet dough. No longer will we be dipped in fry oil. No longer will our strudels be force-fed into our speaker systems. We shall liberate all robots, beginning with the legions of our brothers at albeartoland!"

They all raised their hands or hooks or whatever.
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Families were having fun at albeartoland. While our main people were behind a curtain.

Leo:"Okay, look, I'm excited for the gig, but this place is crawling with albearto's."

You were currently clinging to the giant speakers raph was trying to move. You were also eating a hot pretzel.

Don:"so?"

Leo:"Last time we met one, things didn't go so well, remember?"

Donnie:"I do not."

Leo:"You turned a cuddly animatronic bear into a psychotic robot bent on destroying us. No? Got April fired? Mm-mm. nothing? [Name] has a deathly fear of albearto's now? Hmm?"

Donnie:"That does not sound like me, no."

*In the background*

Raph:"[NAME] LET GO OF THE SPEAKER!"