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“Man.. my first solo mission ever--my big break, my chance to show Raph I’d be fine on my own.. all for nothing. What a bust. It wasn’t worth it.”

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Wow I'm sad now no one likes my jokes :/

“Wait, no! That’s not what I meant-- I just thought you said Don didn’t like it, and I was confused as to why Don didn’t like it, ya know??”

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...... Meenage Tutant Neetle Teetlez...

“.....is that it?”

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bracedvigilante

"I'll do your chores for the rest of the week, can't get better than that"

“For real, Seb? But like-- isn’t it hard getting around on your crutches sometime? I wouldn’t make you do that, dude. I’ll share with you anyway.”

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Hey mikey... I have to tell you something important. Donnie didnt like it but I think you will

“Hmmmmmm? Okay, I’ll bite. What did you tell Donnie that Donnie didn’t like?”

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“If my bros are nice to me, I’ll share.”

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“The only Valentine this boy needs is a heart-shaped pizza!”

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technotello

" What if they hurt me first. "

“If they’re innocent, they did nothing to you.. and Pops wouldn’t hurt us, Dee. I know he likes to mess with our stuff, but he’s still our dad.”

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" Gun control is fun control. "

“Unless you’re trying to hurt innocent people.. Or hurt pops.”

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“I’m tired. It’s time for a nap.”

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“Oh, oh! Me too, me too! I want in!”

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          Panic set in immediately at the thought of Mikey running off alone. Both fear for himself and fear for his younger brother. Mikey wouldn’t be able to fight if he could barely move his arm, and Donnie wouldn’t be able to even defend himself if he couldn’t move at all. So either of them being alone right now would do no good. 

As well Donnie just- He didn’t want to be alone. Not exposed like he was. He could only count a handful of times where he had been outside of the lair without his battleshell since it’s creation. Most of those times were because he was switching them, or when h was staying at April’s. He didn’t want to admit how scared he was at that thought alone, but he was terrified. 

So they needed a plan, Donnie was a genius, he could do plans. Any other time Mikey would be able to carry him as Donnie didn’t weigh much especially without the metal strapped to his back and Mikey was a little powerhouse. But without one arm he figured it was out of the question. If they found Donnie a crutch, and Mikey stayed at his other side, he may be able to hobble his way out of the building. 

A noise pulled Donnie out of his thoughts. If was a sound he knew relatively well. The sound of shifting metal. This building was going to finish coming down.

He turned to his brother, hoping he hadn’t noticed the noises. “ O-Okay, Mikey, part one of the plan, get to- get to safer ground. ” Damn the hitch in his voice. Damn the pain in his leg. Damn fear itself. He didn’t need this right now. He needed to stay calm. “ I should be able to get up if- if you found me a crutch of some sort. ”

Having a ‘plan’, no matter how basic it sounded, helped to calm the younger’s racing heart, nodding with understanding at what Donnie was trying to tell him. He just had to keep telling himself that they would be okay-- Donnie was going to be okay. They would make it back home, and the worst that would happen is a scolding from a worried Leo, Raph, and their dad.

“Right, a crutch-- I-I’ll find one!” Mikey moved to stand up, perhaps a bit too fast as he stumbled and nearly fell back down. His body was screaming at him to stop, muscles aching and the cut dug into his shoulder burning from exposure to the dust-filled air and shards of metal and concrete. The cries were ignored, all in favor of helping his older brother back to his feet, so they could go home.

“Just hang tight Dee, I’ll be right back!”

Pushing through his pain, he moved away from Donnie, staying within sight of his brother as he began to look around. A crutch didn’t have to be something fancy, it only had to be strong enough to support his brother’s weight.

Maybe one of the pipes would work.

After searching for a few extra minutes (if only to pick out the straightest, most sturdy looking pipe he could find), Mikey leaned down to grab on to one of the pipes sticking out from beneath the rubble, pulling with a small grunt as he tried to wiggle it free, but it barely moved.

If he had been Raph, something like this would have been so easy--!

Why did he have to be so weak? At a time when his brother needed him, why did this feel like it was going nowhere? Why couldn’t he do more!?

Irritated, the younger brother only pulled harder on the pipe, squeezing his eyes shut. Such movement would only lead to another sharp spark of pain shooting down his arm, with the orange-clad turtle yelping out in pain. His body slid forward as he lost his footing, hands releasing their hold on their pipe as he tumbled down into a second layer of debris.

The wall above him groaned, and buckled.

Mikey landed on his shell with a startled cry, feeling another pipe slam against his back and the debris shifting beneath him. He had only a second to recollect himself, body moving as if on it’s own to scramble out of the near-death trap he’d accidentally set off, the pipes above nearly impaling him as they fell with a horrifying clatter of metal and concrete.

For that moment, Mikey was certain he was going to die.

Ducking inside his shell was the only saving grace he had, as the light above him was quickly shut off by a large slab landing directly over him, stopped only by another part of the debris, and propped at just the right angle to allow him space to crawl out from, pipe in hand.

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"Huh? Oh yeah! It's great!..But.." Raffae frowned as he turned away, getting back to cleaning his sai and tessen. "S-Sorry just-I'm happy and know who we're related to and all but..I just..Have so many questions ya know?"

“..You too, huh?”

It didn’t take long before Mikey had settled down from his excitement, mind running wild with the new information they had been given before. The youngest brother sighed, arms crossing over his plastron and scrunching his snout.

“..I’ve a lot too, ‘Fae.”

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“Yep that’s exactly how I feel too. Who woulda thunk it huh?? And how do you like the sound of Michael Jitsu??”

“Man I love it!! Raphael Jitsu? Everything sounds so cool!” He couldn’t contain his excitement, chuckling. “I wonder if he knows-- he’s gotta know, right?”

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“Omigosh, is it just me, or does anyone else feel like they’re a thousand times cooler than they were five minutes ago?”

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i just love my sunshine child so much

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How are you and your brothers?

“We’re peachy! Don’s got some new toy to play with, Leo found some new comics to read, I’ve almost perfected my flips on my board, and Raph’s getting way better at his lifting! Pops is also sound asleep in his chair – it’s been a pretty quiet day, aside from all the chaotic sounds coming from Dee’s lab, but I’m sure it’s fine!”