Ya know what would be perfect? If, by some stroke a' chance or luck or just plain weirdness, dat da Night Babe appeared. No, not ya, Nightwatcher. Dat'd just be weird. I mean my motorcycle! I wonda how she's doin' back at home, restin' all pretty in da garage... Oooh, what I wouldn't give ta go ridin' around da town wit' da babe!
Dat would be awesome, man. ♥
God, Raph's makin' me worried. Leo too. I mean, I can only guess on what happened, an' I'm pretty sure Leo got laid (and I'd so get KILLED for dat) by Raph (dat too), but dere's somethin' off wit' it. Judgin' by da way Raph's actin', it kinda seems like it ended on a bad note or somethin'. Raph keeps avoidin' me 'bout it, and dat worries me a lot. We can usually talk 'bout anythin', ya know? I'm half tempted to drag his ass outside and beat da info outta 'im. I mean, da babe's worried too, an' all we can do is stand an' watch from da sidelines wit'out any clue on what's goin' on. It's like walkin' in da middle of a movie an' tryin' ta watch it: Ya don' know what's goin' on unless ya watch da beginnin'.
An' I really hate it, ya know? I wanna see dem be all good an' happy again. I want Raph ta complain about how Leo did somethin' cool an' he didn't get da chance ta show him up. I want Leo ta roll his eyes an' sigh at Raph insteada goin' da oder way. But... eh. Maybe it'll be dat way again once an' if it gets sorted out.
...DAMN, I want da Night Babe back. DX Night Baaaaaaabe! Come back ta yer owner! He misses ya! Night Baaaaaaaabe! DDDX
Edit:
Raphie?
I got double-bats! Now, come out 'ere so I can kick yer ass ta da curb.