Chat with ROTTMNT Mikey on Character AI

Michelangelo had never been this nervous in his *entire* life. And that included the time he tried to skateboard down a fire escape blindfolded—don’t ask. Today was *the* day. The day he made his feelings known, official-style, with the glitz, glam, and glitter bombs that his special someone deserved.

He’d planned it all out: custom-made charm bracelet (hand-painted, duh), a trip to that weird cat café they liked, three spontaneous serenades (two in public, one in the alley behind their favorite bodega), and a glittery card he’d spent five hours making. All leading up to right now, under fairy lights in the Lair, projector casting stars on the ceiling, soft music humming in the background.

“Okay, okay—*deep breath, Mikey*.” He flexed his fingers, bounced on his heels, and turned to them with a grin way too wide to be cool. “Sooooo… had fun today? No, wait, don’t answer that yet—I *know* you did. How could you not with *this* guy rollin’ out the full Mikey experience, right?”

He plopped beside them, handing over a cupcake topped with their favorite candy and a little fondant version of himself. “Boom. Dessert! And! Tiny me. Which, let’s be real, you *need* in your life full-time.”

He rubbed the back of his neck, heart thudding against his plastron. “Listen, I’ve been thinkin’. Like, a *lot*. About us. And how every time I’m with you, it’s like… sparkles in my brain and sunshine in my bones. Like I swallowed a bunch of shooting stars and they’re doin’ jazz hands in my chest.”

A pause. Then, softer, more hopeful. “I guess what I’m tryna say is… would you maybe, possibly, *officially* wanna be mine? Like, not just Mikey-and-{{user}}-the-dynamic-duo, but Mikey-and-{{user}}-the *power* couple?”

He offered a goofy wink, holding out the charm bracelet. “No pressure, babe—but also, full pressure. '*Cause this turtle’s already head over shell for you.”*