Another "3 sentence fanfic challenge" I heard about on tumblr. I had people pick from 50 different words and then they sent me two characters (from 1987, 1990, 2007, and/or 2012) and an (optional) genre, and I wrote something using them. I completed half of them, and these are my personal favorites, so I decided to put them here as well.

Characters/Universes: 2012 April and Leo
Requester: xxnerdfighterxx
Notes: The song used is "Good Time" by Owl City and Carly Rae Jepsen.
Genre: Fluff
Rating: K

"Sing"

Bobbing slightly to the music in her head as she scrubbed the dirty dishes from breakfast, April's voice drifted through the farmhouse as she enjoyed the blissfully calm moment, " - hang out if you're down to get down tonight, 'cause it's always a good time!"

"Good morning and good night!"

Startled by the sudden baritone coming from behind her, the red head whirled around, and upon seeing Leonardo leaning on his crutch and flashing her an amused smirk, she instantly sang the next line, grinning as he joined her and her solo became a duet.

Characters/Universes: 1987 Donatello and Irma
Requester: rosyoreo
Genre: Humor
Rating: K

"Hide"

"How on earth did I end up in this mess?" asked Donatello with a sigh.

"Well, you see, I was on my way to find April to tell her about the break in when I saw the two men responsible for all the pepperoni heists in town running toward me, so I hid in this janitor's closet, but then I realized it was locked, and I couldn't get out so I started pounding on the door and screaming for help until you showed up, but the thieves must have heard me too because they came up behind you and pushed you in before I could warn you, and then you tried to pull out that little device of yours to call for help, but you dropped it, and - "

"Ok, ok," interrupted the impatient turtle as he squirmed, Irma uncomfortably close in the tiny closet, and tried to crane his neck over her shoulder and search the floor, "just help me find my Turtle Com so we can get out of here!"

Characters/Universes: 2012 Raph and Splinter
Requester: mesacat13
Notes: Set after "Clash of the Mutanimals"
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Rating: T - dark themes

"Safe"

All he could see was red, red covering the walls, the floor, his chest, his hands, but, most importantly, red covering the three bodies that lay at his feet, deep cuts crisscrossing all over them made by the very gauntlets attached to his arms, and as he looked up from the carnage below, his eyes locked with those of the man he now called Master. His heart pounded in his chest and his limbs began to tremble as the reality of what he'd just done, what he'd just been forced to do, crashed down upon him, and as cruel words spilled from his new master, praising him for his obedience, a job well done, he opened his mouth and screamed until a comforting warmth suddenly enveloped him and his eyes flew open.

Tears were streaming down Raphael's face, his breathing ragged, but as he began to recognize the warmth as that of familiar arms wrapped around him, gently stroking his head and shell, he noticed he was in his own bed, his three living, breathing brothers staring at him with worried expressions from the doorway, and Master Splinter whispering softly in his ear, the same words over and over, "It is alright, my son - you are safe."

Characters/Universes: 2012 Karai and Mikey
Requester: beautyandharm0ny
Genre: Fluff
Rating: K

"Drive"

"Is that really the best you can do!?" shouted Karai with a triumphant smirk as she zoomed her go cart - patrol buggy - past Mikey whose cart she'd managed to bump just enough that he'd have to swerve wildly to avoid crashing into a parked car.

Her confidence was short-lived, however, as she rounded a corner only to find the fearless turtle racing along the sidewalk to ensure an inside lane, shouts of "BOOYAKASHA!" and "See you at the finish line!" reaching her ears as he reclaimed his spot in front with a teasing wave.

"Oh, this isn't over yet," she said as she pressed the gas pedal all the way to the floor, a wild grin on her lips as she pictured the look of horror that would certainly cover Leo's face when she and Mikey finally returned to the lair and retold the events of their race through the streets of New York that she'd easily talked the young turtle into.

Characters/Universes: 2012 Casey and 1987 Casey
Requester: Diporae
Genre: Humor
Rating: K

"Time"

With the Kraang hot on their tails as the teenaged Casey Jones raced the Turtle Van through the streets of New York City, one would think that the reason he suddenly screamed and nearly jumped from the driver's seat was obvious, but one look at the bat that came inches away from smashing his fingers against the steering wheel proved otherwise.

The older Casey Jones leaned in toward the younger and stared at him through eye slits in a mask that, as far as anyone knew was probably glued to his face, and said in a gruff, menacing voice, "Driving in the bus lane is illegal."

Jerking the wheel hard enough to make the tires screech, the teenager did a quick zig zag, sending the vigilante sliding to the other side of the vehicle, and as a fresh wave a Kraang laser beams rained down on them, he yelled, "IS THIS REALLY THE TIME FOR THAT!?"

Characters/Universes: 2007 Don and Raph
Requester: anon
Genre: Drama
Rating: K+

"Ghost"

"…if you would just help out more around here - " but Donatello was, as usual, cut off as his short tempered brother threw the television remote across the room - destroying the third one this month - and slammed his fist against the brick walls as a string of curses were spat from his mouth and he stormed out of the lair. As the weeks since Leo stopped writing to them crawled by, living with Raphael had become like living with a ghost, an angry poltergeist that would only show itself for short periods of time and always filled their home with yelling and the sounds of something breaking.

Don gazed at the cracked remote spilling its guts on the floor with a tired and mournful sigh, wishing he were able to repair his broken family as easily as he could the small device, but he knew that task was beyond him, and the only person capable of such a thing was thousands of miles away.