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[snappingturtle]

[So, after a hard morning of adventuring, our heroes are having a much needed rest back at the inns with their prizes. Some people may be busily chatting over the different robot parts that were found scattered across the city, but the turtles have bigger fish to fry.

Literally.

The kitchen of the Sword, Shield, and Spear is a flurry of activity and delicious smells in between Rapunzel flitting about and Mikey and Raph following after her to give basic instructions. The construction of pizza is an art after all.]

It's real easy! I mean—I don't get the dough, but the important thing to remember is dough, sauce, toppings. The dough's just to hold everything else together.

Comments

[dedoctionist]

Uh ... yes? I take it someone's told you about me?

[snappingturtle]

Kind of.

[dedoctionist]

I'm almost afraid to ask with that reaction.

[snappingturtle]

Well. You're kind of supposed to be a guy. And older.

[dedoctionist]

Yeah, heard that from your brother already.

[snappingturtle]

I thought he was kidding about you.

[dedoctionist]

Your brother or Sherlock?

[snappingturtle]

My brother.

[dedoctionist]

[light shrug]

But here I am. You're ... Raphael, right?

[snappingturtle]

Yeah . . . Have you seen the show too?

[dedoctionist]

Years ago.

[snappingturtle]

I wish we could get royalties.

[dedoctionist]

Wouldn't that be nice. Especially for me since there's apparently several versions of myself out there.

[snappingturtle]

You'd probably be a billionaire.

[dedoctionist]

That'd be really nice.