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Don felt Leo's hand grip his tightly but he couldn't make himself relax. He felt Mikey's arm wrap around him. Don took a deep breath, it shuddered out of him. Grip on Leo's hand easing as he felt Leo's thumb rub over his Leo's touch reacting to every little give away of pain Don let slip through. Don's breathing slowly evened out as he felt Mikey lift him up. His injured arm still ached but he managed to force a smile when he felt the bottle press against his good hand. 

Slowly pulling away from the Leo's soothing touch, fingers flexing then to grabbing the bottle. "I'll be fine." Looking up at Leo as he spoke, even as Mikey refused to. Don was slow at lifting the bottle to his lips, more worried about spilling it, though his hand was mostly steady. Filling his mouth and swallowing too fast at first, as his hand shook. Water dribbling down his chin, he let out a small gasp after swallowing. He couldn't help but lick his lips. He gradually downed the rest of the bottle. "Thanks, I needed that."

Long Time No See

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"Just five more minutes."

Those had been the last words Don had been expecting when he went to see Mike. Usually Mike would attack someone if they attempted to touch him in his sleep. More often Mike only appeared to be sleeping and was only laying there with his eyes closed. Eyes snapping open as soon as someone got close enough, or made enough noise.Don let out a surprised little chuckle “Whatever you say Mikey.” He just pulled the blanket over his brother that had half fallen off him in his sleep. He wondered how restless Mike had been to cause that. He seemed almost peaceful now for once. Almost like Mikey back home. Smile falling at that. He missed home.

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Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.

"Do you trust me?"

"That sounds painful."

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"I’m not speaking to you anymore." 

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"That was a bad plan." 

"That looked easier on TV." 

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"You mean everything to me."

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I miss you so very much."

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"Just five more minutes."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"What are we doing here?"

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((I apologize for my general absence in rp blog land here have a drabble that ate my brain at 2am in the morning a few nights back I've been tweeking ever since then I should publish it now or I'll never stop working on it.

SAINW-AUish.

Sort of what if this is where Don was during those 30 years to cause SAINW thing.

I decided to call it: Nightmare Glitch))

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Donatello's life seemed almost too predictable, too manufactured. Maybe he was that smart or maybe everything was becoming monotonous. Donatello convinced himself he was paranoid. Until he started to believe he must be going crazy. The world seemed to have glitches? Small things, almost like a DVD skipping a scene or getting stuck in a loop.

Another patrol, same as most nights, except Leo insist they split up tonight. Raph was the first to leave happy for the freedom. Mikey complained for a moment that he wanted to hang out with Don, insisting it had nothing to do with the fact he'd watched a horror film marathon the night before. Don rolled his eyes and shoved Mikey on his way. Leo only leaving when he was certain Mikey had gone. Don was left alone with all the familiar sounds. Cars speeding by, flickering of lights, feral cats screeching, drunken laughter of strangers casually wandering the streets of New York. About to wander into traffic if they weren't careful. The sounds he didn't hear were what alarmed him. He saw something move. Foot? He followed it across the rooftops barely managing to keep up. No sound still. This one had skills and muscle he was huge but something was missing.

Don spun around and drew his bow at the presence behind him on the rooftop all in one fluid motion. The hulking figure jumped back into the shadows in surprise. “Who are you?” Don asked. The other stood there frozen, the figure seemed vaguely familiar yet too big to be one of his brothers. He stepped into the moonlight.

“Donatello? Is that really you?” Deep voice coming unfamiliar voice coming from an eerily familiar figure made Don's eyes go wide. That colour of his mask...it couldn't be. “Mikey? But you, he-” Has an arm. Isn't that old. That scarred. “ – Who are you really?!” Don grit his teeth and his grip on his bo tightened until his knuckles were white. Who was this thing impersonating his brother? Decades too old and much too scarred to be his brother. Mikey would never let himself get so injured, he could never lose his...the idea made his stomach churn.

The Mikey impersonator hung his head for a moment seeming disappointed then he smirked, letting out a weak chuckle – his deep voice sounding nothing like his real brother's and the bitter laugh made Don's skin crawl. “Exactly who you think I am. Your brother, or what's left of him.” gesturing to his missing arm. “You missed a bunch.”

“Knock it out Mikey, this isn't funny!” The words fell out of his mouth and a sharp pain in his temples. Deju vu washed over him and he shook his head in disbelief. “You're not Mikey. You can't be.” Don scowled when he noticed that the imposter wasn't paying attention to him. Too busy looking around, as if hoping to find something? Don couldn't figure out what exactly. Back up to capture him? The he realized how quiet it was, no cars, no voices, no footsteps down below, looking down everything had frozen as if time had stopped. Another glitch? Don felt as if he was going insane. “What is going on?!” Dropping his bo staff in shock, staring at the other hoping for answers.

“This place is his creation right?” He looked up at Don smirking even more now. “Which means we don't have time for a Q and A. We have to get out of here Donnie, then we'll talk promise.” He grinned, hand on hip.

Don tilted his head. “Get out of here? New York? Where exactly would we go. Why should I trust you?” Don griped his staff tightly and his gaze narrowed. Mikey's smile fell away and he groaned. Rolling his eyes and his head back. “This isn't really New York Donnie haven't you noticed that New York doesn't have a pause button? I don't want to do this Donnie but you're coming with me, conscious or not, then you'll hear the story.” Mikey stepped forward, hand clutching his one and only nunchuck, about to pull it out of it's holster.

Don took a step back. “If you're supposed to be my brother why are you threatening me?!” Don shouted outraged at this sick joke. Creation? This isn't New York? What the hell was he talking about? So many questions running through his mind. The most pressing who is this turtle and why was he threatening to knock him unconscious?

The Mikey wannabe looked almost apologetic then, eyes wide at the outburst then smiled and gave a little shrug. “Don, I don't have time to explain, please just come with me.” The please sounded desperate but almost uncomfortable coming from this Mikey as he offered his only hand out to Don inviting him to walk forward and take it. Don shook his head, he didn't trust this, whatever this was. Everything felt wrong and why had time frozen when they met?

“You really don't remember anything?” Mikey's staring intently at Don's face as if he had the answers and for once in his life, Don had none, his only response was to raise an eyebrow. Remember what? He had never seen him before. “Talk about blank with a capital B. I finally found you and you don't even believe I'm your brother.” Mikey's hand bunched into a fist and shook. Eyes falling away from Donatello's gaze. Don started to feel guilty as if he should remember but the more he tried to think only gave him a headache and he could swear as pain shot through his mind that the entire world seemed to twist and blur. This couldn't be real right? Or was he really going insane?

Don didn't understand. He had split up from his brothers at the start of this patrol he'd just seen Mikey, a Mikey his age with both arms a few hours ago this made no sense. He could do nothing but stare in confusion. Don reached for his staff but as soon as he did it appeared in his hands. Another glitch? A fail safe program to protect him or was this all really just a horrible nightmare? That's it, it's just a nightmare and this thing wasn't his brother. So what would it matter if...Gripping his staff and gritting his teeth. “That's because you're not my brother!” He let out a cry that ripped through the silence of the frozen world around him before charging the turtle in front of him swing the staff at his head. Mikey stared wide eyes before ducking. Don than made a swing for Mikey's legs and he jumped away.

Mikey landed on a air conditioning unit on the roof. “Whoa Don easy I'm just-” Then he faded away in a flash of light and Don swore he saw some zeros and ones? He really needed to stop watching sci-fi movies. Then Don jolted awake, lying in bed covered in a cold sweat hands digging into the mattress. Mikey leaning over him with a toothy grin, his Mikey.

“What's with you calling my name out in your sleep dude?” He teased poking Don's forehead.

Mike jolted awake with a gasp, wires attached to his he head and eyes wide and blood dripping from his left eye socket, heart racing and body slick with sweat. It all felt so raw and real. The room was spinning and the headache made him feel like he was about to puke. He lay there panting and trying to catch his breathe. Unable to finish the sentence in the virtual reality that had kept Don prisoner for thirty years. “...Trying to help.” He mumbled as his hands balled into fists.

April kicked her computer chair with wheels over to where Mike was plugged in. Frowning at Mikey and her brow creased with concern. “I'm sorry Mike the system went into lock down over there and if I let you stay much longer...” But Mike didn't even look at her, he didn't even seem to register that he was back in reality, she gently reached for and squeezed his hand. “Mike, what happened?”

Mike looked up finally seeming to register April's existence “I found him...but he didn't believe me.” He said quietly.

“Oh Mike...I'm sorry.” She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a hug. Ignoring the blood, sweat and wires. They sat in silence, only the fans of the computers running in the background could be heard as April rested he head against Mikey's shoulder and rubbed circles on the back of his shell.

“I have to go back...” Mike muttered.

“You can't!” April pulled away giving Mike a deadly serious look. “They locked down their system I can't hack to get you back in, you can bet they changed the security up already and even if I could get you back in, you're bleeding internally! Your body can't handle the strain of this!”

“I don't care!” Mike screamed and April jumped and bit her lip eyes falling away from Mike. “I found Don. He can fix this...he always fixed things...” His voice quivered and he sounded as if he was on verge of tears despite how dry his eyes were.

“I care...” April whispered, pulling Mikey into another hug and silence fell over them again.

“Sorry...” Was all Mike could manage to say and nuzzled into April's shoulder.

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Don tried to mirror Leo's smile but his eyes soon fell away. "She must get a lot of practice around here." Don only wished he had been there to help with all the wounded who must come here on a regular basis. More often than he cared to estimate or dwell on who didn't make it to the operating table.

When Leo brought out the water bottle he only just realized how dry his throat was, pain was an awfully good distraction. All his focus was wasted on attempting to not have all the pain written all over his face. "...A drink would be nice." He admitted quietly. "I'll be okay." He tried to sit up on his own but felt the muscles in his arm spasm and he froze, fingers digging into Leo's hand. "Help would be too." He added quickly through gritted teeth. 

Long Time No See

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((Update: Sorry for my inactivity. Due to my own forgetful losing track of time mind - on which I blame most of my life being in a weird state due to my illness I forgot that EB [A video game] Expo was on this weekend and my friend is staying the duration of the expo. When they are not at the expo I am entertaining them so I can’t exactly be on here much. I am also going to be at the expo myself.

Between preparing for that and my own nervousness and general rusty feeling of being a writer I haven’t been on here much. I apologize again. Plus I used to have a routine of some sort about RP which I am not into any more =S.

Ugh you are probably sick of hearing that.

Honestly I like rping and all my rp partners so I feel really upset about my abscence. The other thing is trying to get threads going/started again. 

I’m the worst RPer, sorry.))

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((Update: Going to be busy today, going out and such. If you want to start an RP with me if you're not in TMNT SAINW universe we're going to have to talk things out . If I owe you a response, please let me know.  Otherwise even if I was on I got nothing to reply to on here unfortunately.))

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Don squeezed Leo's hand back. "Hey Mikey." He said with a small smile. "I should be the one saying that to you." He forced out a chuckle, the laughter reverberating through him and sent pain through his chest and his grip on Leo's hand tightened for a moment. "How are your legs? You better not pop your stitches, again." Don turned to Leo despite the fact he knew his brother couldn't see where he was looking. "Don't worry about it, Leo. Better than before, thanks to you and April." 

Don's right side from his shoulder and down his arm ached. He was somewhat thankful it distracted from the sharp pain in his right leg. Some of his skin felt raw and itchy against the blanket. Most frustrating was the throbbing headache that made it difficult to think. Yet he kept smiling and looking in Leo's direction more confident in his ability at faking a smile when it only had to come through in his voice. Even after thirty years could Mikey still tell if he was forcing a smile?

Long Time No See

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((Sigh I feel terrible.

I haven’t done anything on this blog in ages and I feel like I owe everyone at least an update as to why. 

I still have an ear infection, as a result well I haven’t been doing much of anything. Difficult to be motivated after being sick for months.

I am still taking my medicine, made another appointment with the specialist but unfortunately the next appointment I could get isn’t for a while. Not until next month actually.

I’m sorry.

I don’t want to abandon my rp blogs really.

Hopefully I will actually recover soon so I can write on here again, I miss it.))

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Noise, pounding in his head, aggravating his headache, eventually turning into familiar voices and words. As if he'd just surfaced from being underwater. Don squeezed Leo's hand, as words pain flooded back and he groaned. "What I don't understand is why you are so loud." Donatello grumbled as he opened his eyes. Blinking a few times as the light was blinding at first, slowly coloured blurs took shape and he saw Leo next to him. His eyes then strayed searching for Mikey. He was certain he'd heard his voice. "Leo? Where's Mikey? I thought I heard..." Attempting to move to sit up and see Mikey only to winced as pain radiated through his right arm. Gritting his teeth and hissing out air.  As he reclined the centimetres back down to the bed before letting out a sigh. 

Long Time No See

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((You try being motivated to write when you've been sick for 4 months.

4 MONTHS.

FOUR MONTHS.

UUUUUUUGH I HATE EVERYTHING.))

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((Update, pain in my ear is so bad that I can't sleep, again.

So yeah no RPing from me...not until I get a decent amount of sleep.))

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((Sigh so much for getting back into rp, I woke up feeling worse than I have in a while...

Never mind.

I'm just gonna...lie here.

Not doing anything.

I miss rping like you wouldn't believe.

I thought having a break would do me some good but I'm still sick.

I hate this.))

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((I swear I will get back to rping soon stupid ear infection is still hanging around but dammit I miss rping. Was kinda hoping to wait until I got better completely but whatever.))

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((I swear to god I will get off my ass and rp again before the week is out.

I miss this I just...I am still not well.

Sick of rping while sick, basically.))

[turtlelostintime]

((I apologize for being MIA for ages but I’ve been really not motivated to do much of anything cause I am still suffering from my ear infection. To make matters worse I now have a cold on top of it.

You probably wouldn’t even believe the drama that was this morning. At least I’m not as bad as I was.))

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((Ugh I still feel terrible replies will be slow if they happen. Recovering from ear infection sucks.))