People always write fics where the turtles are suddenly human as these big serious dealios, or as overdramatic love stories, but in reality
It’d just be four very uncomfortable teenage boys.
Like, they’d spend the first ten minutes just going “whAt tHE FuCk” because oh my god they have HAIR now and holy fUCK is it ever ITCHY.
Then they’d move on to being weirded out about having tiny-ass hands and feet (“how do you guys pick up anything your limbs are so fucking SMALL”), followed quickly by freaking out about having One Of Those hanging between their legs. Like, it’d be so WEIRD for them to have something there. Like a permanent limp boner they can’t get rid of. Shit would be 100% awkward for them to have swinging around down there.
And CLOTHES, my god. They’ve never worn pants a day in their life, and now they have to wear that and More??? It’s even itchier than the hair good god.
And don’t even get me started on how badly their internal balance would be shot. No Fucking Shells, how do humans even get around like this it’s so EXPOSED feeling.
Point being it’d just be Hyper Discomfort until Donnie fixed things. That and they’d probably go be public nuisances for a few hours in daylight. (Social skills, what are those?)