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For the bad things happen bingo, could you do mistaken identity with Leo and Donnie (this is called disaster twins right?) where one gets mistaken for the other and that both A: causes one to get hurt & B: causes the other to feel guilty and think it’s their fault for their twin getting hurt. (I’d prefer if Leo is the one getting hurt. I would be curious to see what emotional turmoil Donnie goes through, but do it any way you want too)

if you don’t like the idea feel free to ignore it

OH BOY DO I HAVE EMOTIONAL TURMOIL FOR YOU!!

I'm gonna be honest, it's night where I am right now and I thought Donnie would come out of the shadows just to kill me himself for this 😭😭😭😭😭

Seventh BTHB fic - Mistaken Identity - 5277 words

tw: temporary major character death, one blood mention at the end, psychological torture, hallucinations, and panic attacks

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Leo doesn't know why he even went anymore. He was too busy trying to not pass out, breaths coming out quicker by the minute. The spell that witch had sent at him, he had a small understanding of what it did now. If the shadows he could practically feel smothering the inside of his head was anything to go by. It only made his breath increase further.

Donnie had trackers surely, right? They could find him before he passed out? He had been in the Hidden City square for an hour or two before heading for Witch Town after all. Perhaps they would show up any second now. They had to. Right?

Half an hour flew by. Pedestrians continued past the alleyway he was in. How did he manage to get up to the surface in the first place? He doesn't know that either.

His breath was the quickest it had ever been by now. It was terrifying. Did he tell someone where he was going? He didn't, did he? Maybe he was a dum-dum like Donnie said a lot.

They'renotcomingthey'renotcomingthey'renotcoming

He had to get himself out of here on his own. With newfound (rapidly waning) determination, he grabs onto the wall and uses it to get himself to his feet. His head spins with the movement, but he keeps going.

The second he reaches the manhole cover at the back of the alley, he sinks to his knees to pull it away. Leo throws his legs over the edge of the hole, reaching for the ladder.

About halfway down the rungs, still a moderate height from the ground, his eyes flutter close, hand slipping from the railing, as the shadows complete their takeover of his mind. He lands hard against the ground shell-first and gasping, blacking out in the same instant.

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Donnie sighed and put his palms up to cover his eyes as the spiking headache hit again. He pushed out of his chair and went to the kitchen for his tenth cup of water in two hours. Mikey was there making lunch and greeted Donnie with a happy chirp.

"Hey Dee! Have you seen Leo around anywhere?"

Donnie drank the water in one sip. "No, I haven't. Wasn't he here for breakfast?"

Mikey hummed. Right, Donnie almost never came to breakfast. "Nope. Has he bothered you at all today?"

Donnie refilled his cup and realized, "No, no he hasn't yet. Maybe he just left the lair and didn't tell us again."

"But he's been getting better at that!" Mikey protested. "If he wasn't here for breakfast and hasn't bothered you at all, something has to be wrong."

Raph entered the kitchen then, freshly showered after his second workout of today. "You talking about Leo?"

"Yes," "You know it," Mikey and Donnie replied.

"I thought I saw him leaving before breakfast," Raph supplied, earning weird looks from both little brothers. "Woke up a little earlier than usual."

Donnie sighed and held his wrist tech up to examine it in silence for a minute. "It says he's still in the sewers..."

"We split up and search for him then!" Mikey switched the stove off. "Lunch can wait, let's go!"

Donnie and Raph exchanged a glance before following the box turtle out of the kitchen. The snapper went with Mikey down the right tunnel while Donnie went down the left tunnel toward where they normally leave the sewers. The softshell never stopped scanning the tunnel for something, eyes flicking every which way.

The worst time for the headache to come back was right now, but it had it's own rules. Donnie held his head and had to pause for a second. He continued on the moment it subsided, only for it to come back full force, almost sending him to his knees. He growled and pushed through it.

He eventually reached the ladder they used to leave and the sight made him widen his eyes in horror. Leo was on the ground, eyes closed, breath so fast it didn't even look like he was breathing. Donnie sank down and the headache vanished for good.

"No no no," Donnie's hands hovered over Leo's unconscious form despite not knowing what he could even do. "Leo! Leo, wake up, c'mon!"

He tapped Leo's face desperately. Should he try to get him home by himself or call the others? Raph could probably carry Leo better than any of them. Donnie shook away those thoughts and got his arms under his twin himself. He pushed himself up with difficulty and ran as fast as he could back to the lair.

Once he had gotten Leo in a safe spot on a cot in the med bay, he yanked his phone out and texted Mikey and Raph to come home immediately and that he had found their missing brother.

The older and younger brothers made a swift appearance after the text was sent. They both crowded around the cot Leo was on.

"What happened to him?!" Mikey cried.

"I don't know, I just found him like that!" Donnie replied.

"Deep breaths, you two," Raph commanded. "We can't be freaking out right now, we need to find out what happened. Mikey, call Draxum. Donnie, get Dad."

Mikey had his phone out in a flash. Donnie turned tail and sprinted for the living room. Dad was on his couch like always.

"Dad, Leo's--" Splinter leapt from his chair the second his son spoke. "Leo's sick, I-I think. He was missing and we just found him, but--"

Splinter was gone. Donnie took a second to recompose himself before going straight back to the med bay. Raph and Mikey were still close to the cot, but not enough for Dad to hear their whispers. Donnie went in their direction to listen.

"Draxum should be here soon," Mikey was saying. "Hopefully he can at least tell us what's going on because that doesn't look like something human medicine can fix."

"Raph agrees," Raph nodded.

Donnie stayed silent for now. He turned to Leo and stared, eyes glazing over the longer he did. He didn't know how long he had been doing that when Draxum's gruff voice cut through his haze.

"Donatello, I need to be where you are," the goat man said.

"S-sorry," Donnie blinked and backed up out of the way.

The three brothers stood off to the side and let Draxum do his thing. It only took him a minute to find out what was wrong and he looked a little worried despite himself when he turned to the brothers. A panic button almost identical to Donnie's creations was pushed into Mikey's arms at the same time.

"Put that on," Draxum commanded.

"Where'd you find that?" Donnie asked him back.

"Abandoned by the ladder," Draxum replied.

Mikey slowly slipped the button on after removing his own. When the magic that came up vanished, the button was revealed to really be a cloaking brooch.

That had Mikey look like Donnie.

"Why would Leo have had this?" was the first thing the box turtle asked, examining himself.

Donnie snatched the button-brooch away. Draxum sighed.

"The mystics currently taking over Leonardo's brain can only be done by one being in the Hidden City," Draxum eyed Donnie. "A witch."

Donnie's whole life came crashing down when Draxum said that. His breathing quickened and all he wanted to do was hide.

"--ello!"

"D--!"

"Pu--e!"

Voices cut in and out of his consciousness. He recognized them. His family? No, they would hate him for what he did, right? They wouldn't be talking to him. He scrambled under the cot Leo was on and pulled his legs to his chest to bury his head in between. People continued to speak above him, but he didn't care to listen.

"Should we call April?" Raph wondered. "Raph has a feeling he'd take seeing us badly right now..."

"Do not bother April yet," Splinter commanded. "I will see what I can do first."

The rat slowly got closer to Donnie and reached a hand out. Donnie's head shot up all at once. He saw the hand coming at him and the person, no, witch behind it, wearing a sinister smirk on it's face.

"Stay away from me!" he cried, maneuvering out from under the cot quickly.

He fearfully looked up at the legs he ran into and shrank under the similar smirk as the first. He rushed away as fast as he could, but ended up tripping a few feet from the lair exit. He twisted back around to see darkness swallowing up the walls and floor as the too-wide smiles exit the med bay. He choked on spit when he tried to scream.

He needed to get out of here.

He turned tail and scaled the ladder two rungs at a time, looking down once he was at the surface to see the darkness had followed him. It had taken over his home. He couldn't go back until it was gone. So where could he go?

April.

Yes! Right! He could go to April's! She was safe.

Donnie leapt up the building on his right to the roof and reached his best friend's apartment before he knew it. He frantically knocked on the bedroom window until she came to open it.

He threw himself inside, still panicking a little, and muttered out begs for her to close the window, to which she complied.

"Donnie, what's going on? You normally don't just show up out of the blue," April asked softly.

"Witches," he whimpered. "E-everywhere. In... In Leo t-too."

Her eyes widened as she settled by his side. "Everywhere where?"

"T-the lair. Can't go... can't go b-back," he replied.

She gently rubbed his shoulder. "Okay, deep breaths, baby. You're safe now, you know that."

"I k-know," he sucked in deeply then released.

Silence stretched between them as he continued taking the breaths. She gently rubbed thumbs into his shoulders comfortingly. Eventually, his breathing evened out and he was able to speak clearer again.

"Good," April praised. "Now, what was this about a witch being inside of Leo?"

"The dumb-dumb went to the Hidden City, Witch Town, more specifically..." oh God, he didn't want to admit this part. "With a cloaking brooch to disguise himself as me."

Her eyes widened again. "It's because we didn't tell him what happened there, wasn't it?"

"He's been unconscious for about an hour now since I found him. I don't know," Donnie supplied.

"An hour?! And none of you told me?!" she shouted.

"We would have eventually," he rested his chin on his knees.

She sighed. "So he got cursed, then?"

He nodded. Silence filled the empty space in the room. His phone inevitably started going off with worried texts that she made him answer. They both decided to go back to the lair after. Mikey threw himself at Donnie the second he stepped a foot into the lair.

"Donatello," Draxum spoke over everyone else. "I believe you and I need to talk."

Donnie exchanged a frightful glance with April. Was he allowed to say no to this? He really, really (that's two reallys) didn't want to talk about what happened.

April stepped forward and hooked her arm around Donnie's. "If you're going to talk about the Witch Town thing, I'm coming too."

"Very well," Draxum beckoned them both to the living room.

The goat settled himself on the couch when they both there and gestured for them to start explaining. Donnie didn't want to, but there was also no way April would let him get out of explaining when this was all his fault.

"I messed up when we went," Donnie admitted first. "I thought April would've been better off with me helping her and not the witches so I..." Insulted them. Destroyed their statue. Helped unsuccessfully. "I just messed up."

He avoided gazes and stared at the very interesting floor on his left. Painful nothing happened for a few seconds following his words, as if no one wanted to address his failure. Seconds turned to minutes. He finally looked up, but when he did, Draxum and April were just... gone.

He panicked again. He tore around the couch back to the main atrium only for it to be empty. His brothers and dad were gone too, fantastic. He took deep breaths to attempt to calm himself down. That is, until movement in his peripheral caught his eye and made him crane his head up to the right.

Leo stood on the edge of the platform in front of the medbay, almost looking like he would fall off. Donnie widened his eyes and was about to shout up at him to back up, but Leo spoke up first, pointing his finger at the softshell and staring him right in the eyes.

"Seize him! Seize the scientist!"

Donnie's breath hitched dangerously at those all-too-familiar words. What's worse: the witch's voice that had initially said those words was echoing along with Leo. The slider leapt down from the platform and landed easily behind Donnie.

The purple twin spun around. The blue twin's eyes were pure white, like he was angry. When Leo opened his mouth to say something, glowing blue liquid poured out of his mouth.

"This is all your fault, Donnie~" Leo singsonged, advancing, more liquid dripping down his chin. "You didn't tell me what happened down there~"

"No!" Donnie screeched, reaching back for his techbo only to realize he had left it elsewhere and therefore didn't have it.

Leo practically pounced on Donnie when his backing away buffered. "It's your fault I got cursed~"

"I would've told you eventually! I just wasn't ready to yet!" Donnie whimpered.

Leo snarled, some of the liquid falling to land on the ground in between them. Without warning, Leo grabbed Donnie's forearms, spun around once, and threw him right into the wall behind them. The impact knocked Donnie's breath from his lungs. He didn't have time to recover before Leo slammed him back against the wall again and hands tightened around Donnie's throat.

"L-Leo, let g-go!" Donnie cried, scrabbling at the slider's ever-tightening hands.

Leo leaned in close. Donnie shivered at the impact of breath against his tympanum. He felt Leo smirk before whispering something in a voice that definitely wasn't his own.

"Well, aren't you fun to torture," Whatever it was said. "Should've done something sooner."

Donnie's second shiver was much more violent than the first. Leo spun Donnie around by his throat twice before releasing him. Before Donnie could hit the sewer wall directly outside of the lair, he opened his eyes, sat up, and screamed.

Splinter, who had been sleeping nearby, startled awake with his son's scream. "Purple!"

At their dad's call, Raph and Mikey hurry into Donnie's bedroom.

Wait, how did he get in his bedroom? Wasn't he going to explain to Draxum what happened?

"You passed out," Mikey supplied, as if having read his mind, squeezing Donnie in a hug.

"P-passed... out?" Donnie asked in a barely audible voice.

Raph got behind the softshell and pulled him closer. "Yeah, bud."

Donnie keened and sobbed, covering his face with his hands. "S-sorry..."

Mikey started crying too, ever the empathetic one. Raph churred comfortingly deep in his chest. Donnie melted between his brothers and didn't hear Splinter say he'd be right back.

When Donnie got the courage to open his eyes again, the first thing he noticed was their dad gone, just like before. Donnie thrashed in a panic trying to look for him. Raph yelped a little when Donnie scratched his arms in desperation, but didn't let go.

"Don, what are you looking for?" the snapper asked as gently as he could.

Donnie continued frantically searching and didn't seem to hear his older brother. Raph tried again.

"Donnie, stop. What are you--"

The moment Splinter came back into the room, Donnie stopped moving and hiccuped. Raph opened his arms to let Donnie go and Mikey didn't hesitate to do the same. Splinter seemed shocked when his son wrapped his arms around him.

"I'm sorry," Donnie dug his beak into the robe. "This is all my fault. Leo's cursed because of me."

"You do not know for sure," Splinter whispered.

"I am!" Donnie insisted, pushing away. "I am sure! He would've never gone to Witch Town looking like me if I had just told him what happened!"

Splinter looked up at Raph and Mikey with a serious stare that said they needed to be alone. The duo exchanged a glance before getting up and leaving. Donnie resisted in going after them to make sure they wouldn't disappear.

Splinter's gaze flicked to Donnie, who was hugging himself and openly sobbing again. "My son, it is not your fault."

Donnie continued like he hadn't spoken. "Why couldn't it have been me?"

Splinter hovered his hand over Donnie's knee. Donnie noticed and let him rest it on top. Splinter did.

"It is not your fault, Donatello."

"How do you know?" Donnie muttered.

Splinter sighed. "You could not have known what Leonardo would do. You didn't tell him because you felt uncomfortable, correct?"

Donnie nodded slowly.

"Blue is stubborn, as are you at times. He does what he likes when he wants. He wanted to know, and made a decision that wasn't the smartest and got him cursed. But it is not your fault."

Donnie pulled his dad in for another much-needed hug, wetting his robe again with tears.

"Repeat it," Splinter commanded. "Repeat what I said last."

"I can't. I don't... I don't believe it," Donnie returned to hugging himself.

"It is not your fault. Say it. I'll repeat it as many times as I need to," Splinter smiled.

Donnie opened his mouth to say it, but then snapped it back shut. He hiccuped. C'mon, Tello, just say it already! "It's-- It's not my f-fault."

Splinter initiated a final hug before leaving Donnie's room. Donnie scrambled back under his blankets and cried himself to sleep.

A week bordering on two passed following that talk. Draxum had revealed Leo had a month at find a cure two days following the talk. Donnie only had solace from nightmares, panic attacks, and hallucinations when he was under his twin's cot.

Which is where he was now.

Donnie was scrolling through feed after feed without really seeing any of the posts when Mikey crouched beside the bed.

"I made pancakes for breakfast," the box turtle informed. "Want some?"

"Not hungry," Donnie replied immediately.

Mikey frowned. "Dee, come on. You've been under here all day."

Donnie paused from scrolling to glare at his little brother. "I haven't and I said I wasn't hungry."

Mikey's face turned unimpressed, but he groaned and left. Donnie poked his head out from under the cot to make sure Mikey was gone only for a plate with two pancakes to be shoved his way.

"You're going to eat," Mikey demanded from somewhere above him.

Donnie rolled his eyes and grumbled, taking the plate to retreat back into his solitude. He grumpily stabbed into the top pancake. About halfway through it, creaking from the cot above made him abandon them both. Especially when a pair of light olive green skinned legs appeared over the edge.

"Leo?" he asked cautiously. The legs opened enough for a head to appear between them. "Leo!"

Then Donnie noticed the glowing blue eyes, almost like one of his twin's portals.

"Not exactly," Leo laughed nervously. "He's actually, um... been taken prisoner."

Donnie narrowed his eyes. "That doesn't make any sense. Who are you then?"

"A manifestation of your beloved twin's ninpo of course! You can call me Blue!" the slider smiled widely.

Donnie didn't take long to decide to go along with this. "Assuming I believe you, color me skeptical, how was Leo 'taken prisoner'?"

"I can explain everything later, but right now what I need is Draxum. Like, immediately," Blue said.

Donnie had already sent a text off to Mikey and the family before 'Blue' had even finished talking. Speaking of Mikey, the youngest brother sprinted into the room after summoning Draxum with a text.

"What's up with Leo?! What do we need... Draxum... for...?" Mikey trailed off at the sight of Blue.

Donnie crawled out from under the cot, stood up, and stretched his back. "Before you jump to conclusions, this isn't actually Leo. Apparently it's some of his sentient ninpo of his."

"Blue's the name, portals the game! I was supposed to protect your brother, but I got him taken instead," Blue caught Mikey up. "That's why we need Draxum."

"What's he supposed to do about a kidnapping situation?" Mikey blurted without thinking.

"Uh, determine how much time he has left to live?" Blue adjusted himself to put the world upside down, muttering "Oo, make Leo do this more often, it's amazing."

Donnie had to blink. "I'm sorry, live?"

Blue looked over at him. "Yeah, this curse is supposed to make his mind deteriorate until either she kills him herself, she kills me, or until his mind falls to her magic."

Donnie threw his hands in the air. "And who's this 'she' you keep bringing up?"

"The witch," Blue replied simply, shrugging. "Oh, hey, Draxy's here!"

Donnie and Mikey turned away from Blue to face an almost buffering goat man. Draxum yanked himself out of it violently to stomp over to Blue, forcibly sit him up, and waved his hands around in thinly veiled confusion and worry.

"Look, I know I screwed up, but if you want Leo to live, we probably don't have very much time left," Blue warned.

Draxum eventually got himself to calm down and pulled Donnie and Mikey to the side. "That is not Leonardo's ninpo. I don't know what it is exactly, but stay vigilant when I send you into Leonardo's mind."

Donnie and Mikey shared a nervous glance before Mikey lowered his voice.

"Should we bring Raph too, then?" he asked timidly.

Donnie nodded confidently. Draxum agreed too.

"Go fetch Raphael while I prepare to get you two into his mind," Draxum told Donnie.

The softshell nodded again and hurried off to the garage where he knew he was. Sure enough, there was Raph, just finishing up using a dumbbell.

"Donnie, you okay?" Raph asked when he noticed him.

Donnie could finally shake his head. "Leo's been captured by the witch in his mind. There's something claiming to be some manifestation of Leo's ninpo in control of his body right now that told us." Donnie curled in on himself standing up and sobbed. "I d-don't want us t-to die, Raphie."

The snapper got up and went over to comfort Donnie. "Hey, hey, it's okay. Neither of you are going to die with me there, I promise. We'll do whatever we have to do to save Leo, okay?"

Donnie shakily nodded. "Y-yeah... okay."

Raph offered a reassuring smile before leading Donnie back to the medbay. The three brothers stood where Draxum wanted them to and did whatever he said. Soon enough, Raph, Donnie, and Mikey were standing on a beautiful green hill that sloped down into a valley with a castle right in the middle of it all.

"That's where he's being held," Blue appeared next to them, revealed to be a see-through, glowing light blue (same color as his eyes earlier) version of Leo. "We just need to go in, get him, and get out before she knows and can stop us."

Mikey and Donnie both recalled Draxum's warning to stay vigilant. Blue started down the hill and Donnie made Raph wait an extra second so Blue wouldn't hear what he had to say to him.

"That's not actually Leo's ninpo," Donnie whispered. "Draxum said so. He warned us to watch our backs too."

Raph played it off by pretending he didn't hear. Donnie knew he did though. The group reached the castle gates surprisingly fast for being on foot. Blue pushed open the large doors easily and gestured for them to go inside.

"Shouldn't we be sneaking directly to where Leo is and not going in the front door?" Raph questioned with narrowed eyes.

Blue waved off his question. "Relax. She doesn't have any guards since she didn't believe we'd reach her castle and there's no other surveillance that I've seen."

"What do you mean 'you--"

Blue cut off Donnie's question by leading the way into the castle. Was it just Donnie or was it really dark in here? Mikey clung to Raph's arm and jumped at just about every shifting shadow in the dark. Donnie wanted to bolt the darker it got.

At some point, the trio didn't notice that they're guide had vanished. They reached some room, the doors slamming closed behind them, effectively just making it all even darker. Donnie went to push his goggles down, but they weren't on his head anymore. Raph and Mikey didn't have their tonfa or kusari-fundo either. How stra--

A light flicked on in front of them all, illuminating a familiar face tied up to a chair and gagged. Leo. The slider squirmed and whined and tried to shout a warning around the cloth in his mouth, but to no avail. Suddenly all the lights turned on, making Donnie flinch at the sudden brightness.

"Wait, where'd Blue go?" Mikey asked, finally noticing him missing.

A sinister laugh echoed around all of the walls. Leo widened his eyes, staring at something behind his three brothers and tried to shout or yell a warning. Raph spared him a glanced and followed his gaze before widening his own eyes.

"Donnie, look out!"

The softshell stiffened when he felt something cold brush his arm.

"If it isn't the mutant I'm after," the voice said. "The one that the other one sacrificed himself for," the cold reached further up Donnie's arms, making him shiver. "The one that's so easily tortured."

Donnie had to lift his head up when the cold reached his neck. He whimpered, whined, and shook his head as if that would make it go away. It actually worked though. Raph had to rush to catch his purple brother before he could fall.

"But glad you could all make it to the show. It's a killer one."

Donnie immediately thought the worst. Raph and Mikey did too, judging by the looks on their faces. The witch laughed again in a mocking way.

"Don't worry, it's not any of you who're going to die. It'll just be the worthless one."

Donnie growled and sprinted forward only to run into an invisible wall. He didn't get time to straighten his stance before the witch froze the three brothers on the outside of the wall so they wouldn't try to break it and just watch.

"Leo is not worthless!" Donnie shouted. "I know you want me, so why not kill me instead?"

"Because maybe the only way to make you really sorry for what you did," she answered simply.

And just like that, time slowed down as the spear-shaped piece of ninpo reached Leo's front. Donnie screamed bloody murder the second it skewered his twin open from lower plastron to the top of his shell. When Donnie met Leo's too-calm-for-the-current-situation eyes, he felt the whiplash of being thrown back into his body.

Donnie caught a glimpse of the light in Leo's eyes dying before collapsing to the floor to just scream until his throat couldn't take it anymore. Raph and Mikey weren't sure what to do for someone who had just lost not only a brother, but a twin. They just hugged each other close and released their own tears.

The softshell scrambled under the cot and tried to get the images of Leo dead and bleeding out of his mind, but failed. He refused to move from his spot no matter what.

"Don, we're all grieving. Please come to dinner and we can find a spot to bury him in the morning," Raph tried to sooth.

"No!" Donnie's throat was still a little scratchy from screaming so much earlier. "I'm not coming to dinner! I'm not coming to help find a spot and admitting Leo's really dead!"

Raph sighed and left. Donnie stared at the floor mindlessly for hours. It wasn't until the middle of the night that something miraculous occurred. Leo coughed.

Donnie was at the bedside in a blink with wide eyes staring down at his twin for any other signs of life. He quickly lost hope when nothing happened for three minutes. He was about to get right back under the cot when Leo coughed even more and much more violently. Donnie wasted no time to sit Leo up so he could breathe (Donnie really wished he had a tail right now).

The slider's coughing died off after a few more and Leo blearily looked around. Donnie laid Leo back down and sank to his knees, burying his head in the sheets. He felt a hand rest on his head and gently rub in a circle.

"I'm okay now, DonTon," Leo whispered.

Donnie raised his head at that, tears still running down his cheeks. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Leo smiled, a rare genuine one.

Donnie pulled himself closer to his twin, curling up on the cot. Leo wrapped his arms around him. Donnie buried his beak into Leo's shoulder.

"You were dead," Donnie's breath hitched. "I saw you die..."

Leo waved his hands around dramatically. "I arrived on this sick spirit plane place. There were so many spirits there, all wearing almost the same clothes. It was soooooo coooollll. I was told it 'wasn't my time to die' like almost every hero movie ever and sent back into my body."

Donnie chuckled softly at his retelling. Leo was always the best at making boring stories interesting. The softshell closed his eyes, churred comfortably, and promptly fell asleep at his (alive) twin's side.

When morning came, Donnie woke up in his bed. He panicked and hurried to make sure last night wasn't just a dream. It wasn't.

Raph and Mikey were both crowded around the bed when Donnie got there. The purple-clad turtle went up to the cot quietly, not wanting to disturb the other's time with Leo. Mikey noticed him and chirped excitedly.

"Can you believe this Dee?! Leo's actually back and-- what's wrong?" the box turtle broke off when he noticed his second-oldest brother crying (and realized Donnie had cried more in the past two weeks than in his entire life).

"Nothing," Donnie wiped them away. "Just happy to have a twin again."

"Deeeeee!" Leo drawled. "I knew you loved me."

Donnie huffed and rolled his eyes. "And you ruined the moment."

Leo pouted and frowned, crossing his arms. Raph recognized they needed another moment and led Mikey away to finish making breakfast. Donnie feigned acting annoyed at being left alone with the slider.

"You owe me a movie night," Leo told Donnie out of nowhere.

"For what? What did I do to owe you a movie night?" Donnie asked back.

Leo smirked. "You blamed this on yourself."

Donnie spluttered. "How-- What-- When--"

Leo laughed. "I knew it! You're not escaping a twin's only movie night tonight or I'll get Mikey to help me bother you for an entire week."

"Fine. I'll be there," Donnie got closer to the cot. "Promise you won't go down to Witch Town looking like me ever again like a dum-dum."

"I promise I won't go down to Witch Town looking like you like a dum-dum," Leo repeated. "And I also promise to wait for you to tell me something on your own time. I think I already learned my lesson."

"Good," Donnie smiled. "I can't wait for our movie night now."

"Me neither," Leo agreed.

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