Tmnt Names Novels & Stories

With a large, pleased grin, I turned back to the front and snuggled against his strong chest, and said in a dreamy voice, “Then let’s have two football teams of kids. They’ll all be Tommy’s siblings.” The Mafia King chuckled. “You sure?” “Yes!” I chirped. “We’ll have enough to end the feud. Our families will be united as one.” He hugged me close and kissed the top of my head as the horse throttled peacefully along. “What do we call them?” “We’ll need a system for their names.” “We’ll go by alphabetical order,” he suggested. “Adam Lux-Virtus.” I shifted aside to look up at him again. “Lux Virtus?”

“Really? You can pronounce their names?” “Well, no. But I’ve done close approximations for them.” He handed his notebook over to me. There were rough sketches of the Masters with names next to each. Comfort, Unscathed, Dark Melody, Skull Face, Cheeser, Manly, Killdozer, Gamba and Bisquik. You had to hand it to Maurice, he put the time in. “Nice. I thought his Dad sounded more like Biscuit.” I handed the notebook back.

“Okay but I need to pick up a few things first.” Tamina pulls her under her arm and we go to the car, Throughout the ride Tamina bounces baby names off us, lord help her if she has a girl because every name she has thought of is a boy name and I on the other hand I already have two names picked for my baby, one a girl’s name and the other a boy’s name so whichever one I have I will give the other name to his or her sibling in the future.

“You took out the Ninja? Damn dudette, mad props to you.” “Thanks . . . ” “Anyway, word is these cats call themselves the Marching Tides. I guess they see themselves as marching to turn the tides against T.H.E.M.” I may hate the bastards with every fiber of my being, but I must concede that ‘Marching Tides’ is definitely a cooler name than ‘Nick’s Minions’ as Jason and I have been referring to them up until now. “Well, they’ve pretty successfully dismantled T.H.E.M.’s operations,” I say, “so is it Mission: Accomplished for them?”

Clay nodded at my phone. “Hold your horses.” I rolled my eyes, pulling up the list. “Okay, the others in the cartoon movie were Slightly, Nibs, Chubby, and Twins.” I frowned, not liking any of those. “Ah, here we go. In Hook, there was also Ace. But that’s a no go since that’s my brother. Thud Butt is also a no. We aren’t insulting the puppies.” I shook my head. “Pockets could be cute. Don’t Ask, Too Small, Latchboy, and No Nap were the others. I don’t like those names.” I wrinkled my nose.

“Start us off, Leo.” I laugh as TMNT starts up. “LEONARDO.” “DONATELLO.” Jay yells. “MICHEALANGLEO.” Ryan yells, making Jack laugh and whisper in Ryan’s ear. Jay and I could hear what he said. “That fits you so well.” Ryan has his mate. But we all stare at Raymond. He is stone faced. “I need to do something,” I tell Jeremy. “Close your eyes.” “What are you going to do?” Jeremy asks, holding me tightly.

I chuckled to myself, it must know her safe word is turtles. Of course, Amelie had to name the turtle. Donatello, or Donnie for short, is our new Hawaiian pet. When we finally got out of the water to set sail, Donnie actually tried to climb the stairs with her. She was heartbroken when we left him behind.

At the same time, his voice also sounded. “Master, the latest information, the Martial Art Union has trained a group of martial arts masters, code-named Lion, Tiger, Whale, and Phoenix. Each team has four people, and there are patterns related to their names on their faces." Hearing this, Sean frowned, "Lion, Tiger, Whale, and Phoenix?" According to the information he had received before, the Martial Art Union had indeed cultivated a group of martial art masters, but they were code-named 001-010.

said Mas Suma while embracing us both. *** "Kak Wisnu, what name shall we give the turtle? Amelia is confused to call it!" asked Amelia swaying spoiled to Wisnu. When she met Wisnu, she was immediately like that. We had dinner out at our regular restaurant. "Just ask mom. That's for the younger sibling represented by mom. Is it Mom?" Wishnu asked back. What is the most appropriate name for a tortoise to show an eternal mate, Simple but meaningful. "How about Mimi and Mintuno," I said.

I didn’t hear it chime inside, but a few seconds later a voice crackled through the small intercom next to it. “Is that you, Valerian?” The voice had a slow, drawling tone. “It’s me. Let us in, Donatello.” Marcus smacked Darren’s arm and whispered, “Donatello? Like the Ninja Turtle?” “Knock it off,” I hissed. “It’s just a name. I’ve got a brother named Orion. Doesn’t mean anything.” Darren shook his head. “These people are way too into Ninja Turtles, bro.”