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[obsidiancreates]

Out Of The Shadows and Into The Neon (Part 3)

Donnie Jr chews on an old sparkplug as Donald talks with Draxum.

"Say that four times fast," Leon jokes, laying on Donald's cot to the side and holding his son above him. Leo Jr giggles, waving his stubby little arms and legs. Leon chuckles at the baby noises. "You can try it when you're older."

"But what do you mean they aren't yokai or mutants?" Donald says to Draxum, gesturing at Leon to shut up.

"They are mutants, but it wasn't my ooze that made them."

"So what did?"

"I don't know. It's a chemical composition I've never seen before."

"That means you guys are really special," Angelo gushes, setting Mikey Jr down by Donnie Jr. Mikey immediately goes to grab Donnie's sparkplug, and Donnie cries as it's knocked out of his grasp. Donald doesn't look, engrossed in glaring at Draxum over the lack of satisfying answers but one of his mechanical arms comes out and grabs the plug before it falls and gives it back to the tot. Donnie laughs-squeals happily as the arm pats him on the head.

"Maybe someone found an oozesquito and messed with it," Raphie suggests, dangling a bit of string in front of Raph Jr's face as the tot tries to grab and eat it. "Or uh, four of them."

Draxum sighs, rubbing his eyes. "The tests all suggest they were born this way."

"Oh, so just one then!"

"That's not good either, Raph." Donald picks up Donnie and cradles him. "And why would they be abandoned in an alley? I thought mutant sanctuaries were getting more common."

"We can make something to track down their birth parent," Draxum says, frowning, "But that might mean giving them up. If you guys want to continue with the whole 'heroes' thing, anyway. I say we just keep them no matter what."

The four new dads share a look. Leon's and Raphie's eyes go white with a faint glow for a second, a quick mind-meld discussion-

Leon sighs. "We owe it to them to check, don't we?" He looks up at Leo Jr and smiles softly. "But either way, I promise you boys will have a family. Okay?"

Leo Jr babbles, reaching for Leon. The baby smiles, all gums and love.

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"So..." Raphie blinks as they all stare into the apartment a week later. "I guess we're keeping them?"

It's really a rhetorical question, because the mystic DNA tracker has lead them to a human's apartment with a single, completely normal, turtle. And with one DNA test in the tracker's built-in tester... it's a confirmation. That normal turtle, somehow, is their tots' mother.

"Well, unmarked cardboard box, left in an alley, no food or water left with them," Donald lists off, putting up a finger for each item, "Yup, I'd say that human didn't want them."

"But-but how?" Leon holds the sides of his head. "That's not- I thought-"

"Let's not look a gift horse in the mouth," Splints says happily, already shimmying his way back up to the roof. "We get to keep my grandsons!"

"But-!" Leon looks to his twin, throwing his arms out to the window. "Come on! This is weird even for our lives!"

"I agree completely, my dear brother," Donald says with a nod, "Which is why I'll be taking a sample of DNA from that turtle to give to Draxum. But I have a feeling we won't be getting many answers from it. And in that case, there's only one thing to do."

Leon and Donald share a serious look, and then both nod. They speak in unison.

"We get those tots some toys."

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Donald scoops Donnie Jr up with one hand, the tiny tot's shell easily fitting into his palm. True, as he's gotten older he's gotten rather large, to put it mildly, but still. His son is small.

His son, and his sons brothers, look very different to him and his own brothers. Draxum wasn't able to tell what species they are, though their mother looked to be some sort of terrapin. Donnie Jr's shell is completely rounded, no curve in towards the bottom of the spine. His hands and feet are large, much more reminiscent of a regular turtle's in terms of proportion. His little feet are completely circular, which while adorable, is probably going to make sneaking around a lot harder. And making shoes an impossibility.

He tickles the bottom of Donnie Jr's foot and Donnie Jr squeals with laughter. Well, the nerves work as they should. And that laugh melts his heart, so that also works as it should.

Donald pulls the baby holder out of it's box and clips it on. Donnie is surprisingly good as Donald gets him into the little holder, and the tot just laughs again as he hangs from Donald's chest. Perfect.

"This-" Donald says, holding up some blueprints, "-is going to be your brother someday. I was finally able to patch the corrupted code from the recovered drives."

The prints show a little turtle-shaped drone, and a second set show a small, stout body with the same head design. "Any preference for his main form? I'm partial to the drone-"

Donnie screams and reaches out, so Donald leans closer, and the tot slaps one little hand on the stout body design. And-

And whimpers.

"Hey." Donald straightens back up, trying to keep his voice soft. "Why does Shelldon upset you?"

Donnie whines again and kicks his little legs, taking in a big breath-

"Oh, no-"

And wails.

"Ah! Please, stop making that noise!" Donald quickly takes his son out of the holder and holds him up to examine him. "No injuries, diaper is clean, we just fed you-"

Donnie wails and sobs some more, and Donald hears an echoing fit start up from Angelo's room. Then from Raphie's, and then from Leon's.

"You've caused a chain reaction!" Donald cradles his son close and bounces a little, patting his son's back as gently as he can while internally panicking. "Um, will a lullaby help? Rock-a-bye Donnie, at the lair's top, when the sub cars ride the whole lair will rock-"

Angelo bursts into the room, eyes bloodshot and a wailing Mikey held in one arm. "Doooonie?" Angelo says, eye twitching and smile forced, "Can you make your boy quiet down already?!"

"Yelling will only make him more upset!" Donald nods at his blueprints. "Hide those, they're what set him off!"

"What?!" Angelo stalks over and sets Mikey down on the desk, looking at the plans and flipping them over. "Your Shelldon plans made him cry?!"

"I don't know why, but yes!"

Mikey keeps wailing, Donnie keeps wailing, Mikey makes grabby-hands and his little all-pupil eyes focus on-

Donald quickly shifts his hold. "Give me Mikey!"

"Wh-"

"Do it!"

Angelo hands Mikey over, and Mikey immediately wiggles closer to Donnie and snuggles against him. After a few moments the sobbing and screaming beings to calm, and calm, down to whimpers and them gasps and then...

Soft breathing. They're asleep.

"As adorable as this is," Angelo says, snapping a picture quickly, "I am tired, man!"

"I'll be awake longer." Clearly, the Shelldon plans are... delayed, so he'll have to find something new to work on with Donnie. Maybe something more basic... Leo Jr did drool all over their toaster earlier, so maybe they can build a new one together.

He'll... probably make Shelldon the drone again. Hopefully that will... sit better with his son.

"You drop Mikey off back in my room before you fall asleep, got it?" Angelo pats Donnie on the shoulder as he leaves. Leo Jr and Raph Jr have quieted down out there, so at least it's quiet again.

Donnie uses his robotic arms for the rest of the night, cradling the tiny close close to his chest.

For such little things... they're full of a lot of mysteries.

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"Hey, that's how we got these two to calm down!" Raphie is mindful of not talking with his hands as Raph determinedly sucks down his bottle. Any disturbance to his meal and he'll throw a massive tantrum, so Raphie must stay very still.

"As soon as we put them together they calmed down." Leon hands Leo a little tongue depressor, and Leo begins waving it around with wide eyes. His lack of coordinator is adorable enough to make Leon tear up a little. It's been less than a month and he would die for this little guy. For all four of them.

"Awww, they really do take after their dads," April teases. "Lemme guess, Raph Jr was the big spoon?"

"Actually, Leo was." Raphie relaxes in relief when Raph Jr finally releases the bottle. He burps the baby carefully, and then sets him on his lap and start bouncing him up and down.

"Because my son is bigger," Leon points out with a smug smirk. "Because he's a champion."

"Speaking of," Cass says, tilting her glass of wine at Leo (and not caring one bit that it's morning, she is committed to being a wine aunt), "Are you planning on training them to follow in your footsteps as powerful warriors?"

"No duh." Leon rolls his eyes. "They're mutants and our kids, it'd be neglect if we didn't train them at least a little."

"I will supervise," Splinter says happily, playing peek-a-boo with Mikey Jr. "But I am not helping in training until they are older. I could barely keep up the first time!"

"Not your fault, Papa," Donald assures, going through his favorite textbooks to make a Bedtime Reading pile. "We were simply too dope, even as toddlers."

"Mmm, that's one way to put it." Splinter laughs as Mikey, without fail, squeals in delight with every reveal of his face.

"I brought pizza," Casey declares as he enters. He sets the boxes down and opens them up.

Everyone leans over the pizza and stares.

"Is that... jellybeans?" Angelo looks caught between being ill and being violently offended. Splinter picks up a slice and takes a cautious bite. He stiffens, and then his whole body shudders.

"I asked for pepper things on the phone!" Casey looks through the other boxes and sighs in relief. "The rest are fine."

"Pepper things?"

"Those yellow sort of spicy ones?"

"... You mean pepperoncinis?"

"Those! Yes! ... May we go over some of the names of foods again, Master Michelangelo?"

"Oh, I wasn't about to let you leave not knowing every single pizza topping after this." Angelo gives Casey a friendly punch to the shoulder, and they both laugh. As they do, though, Angelo sees Mikey crawl closer to Splinter, to his hand, his little baby mouth open and showing some tiny baby teeth-

"NO!"

It's too late.

But Mikey doesn't choke, or throw up, or spit it out.

He... chews and swallows. And he smiles.

And he goes back for more.

Everyone watches in horror at the enthusiasm Mikey has for the monstrosity of pizza.

"He... he'll grow out of that." Angelo nods to himself. "He'll grow out of that."

[steriotypicaloutlaw]

Some Resident Evil Headcanons

What they listen to while working on a project: Heisenberg- definitely Rob Zombie and Will Wood. Chris- Lemon Demon (but I've mentioned that before) and Arctic Monkeys. Ethan- 100% listens to just about anything but prefers The Scary Jokes and Glass Animals. Alcina- In This Moment and Alina Pash. Donna- Girl in Red and Abbey Glover. Moreau- Jack Stauber and Talley Hall. Angie- Paramour and My Chemical Romance. Daniella- Rammstein and Yungblud. Cassandra- Nascar Aloe and Mother Mother. Bela- Cavetown and I Don't Know How But They Found Me. Sturm: Steam Powered Giraffe and Creep-P The Duke- Poor Man's Poison and IC3PEAK Claire- Kiki Rockwell and Amanda Palmer Leon- Hozier and Sub Urban Mia- some weird obscure shit no one's heard of Rose- She a baby

Favorite foods: Heisenberg- Really likes sweets, a huge sweet tooth, his favorite however is Ethan's chocolate-caramel cheesecake. Chris- Chipotle Chicken Enchilada Bake, specifically made by Claire but he'll never tell her that. Ethan- Pizza Lasagna Alcina- Mămăligă Donna- Seafood Paella Moreau- Other than cheeses, he adores a wide number of delicacies Angie- Has no need for food and can't eat Daniella- Gogoși or Papanași Cassandra- Tochitură Moldovenească Bela- Ciorbă de fasole cu afumătură Sturm- Has no need for food and can't eat The Duke- No one knows, does he even eat?? Claire- Chicken Cacciatora Leon- Gas Station Tornados…. Mia- Lime Jello With Pineapple Rose- Strawberry Banana Baby Food

Favorite drinks: Heisenberg- Grape Kool-Aid (Why? Idk…) Chris- Cranberry Ginger Ale Ethan- Sour Cherry Soda Alcina- Blueberry Acai Berry Rooibos Tea Donna- Lavender and Rosehip Tea With a Little Honey Moreau- Guava Nectar Angie- Has no need for drinks and can't drink Daniella- Pomegranate and Mangosteen Flavored Aloe Cassandra- Belgian Mint Tea Bela- Blood Orange Tea Sturm- Has no need for drinks and can't drink The Duke- No one knows Claire- Brown Sugar Boba Milk Tea Leon- Pina Colada Slushies Mia- Cucumber-Lemon Water Rose- Milk?

A cute quirk: Heisenberg- Talks with his hands and always keeps candy in his pockets to eat throughout the day Chris- Holds forks with his whole ass fist Ethan- Plays with his mouth when concentrating and sprouts mushrooms when embarrassed or flustered. Alcina- Enunciates words as well as she can Donna- Drinks tea very often and has a habit of refusing to eat in front of strangers Moreau- Has a nose-twitch facial tic and he snorts when he laughs Angie- Fiercely loyal, hates being alone Daniella- Has a very bouncy way of walking and hums along to songs Cassandra- Picks at her nail polish and bites her nails Bela- Rocks back and forth when standing idly The Duke- Has a very distinctive loud laugh, like big, genuine, belly laughs that you always know it's him Claire- Twirls pens between her fingers when bored, thinking, etc. Leon- Tilts his head like a dog when confused Mia- Makes little humming noises when thinking Rose- She baby so whatever babies do… Jk, squeals when she yawns

A not-so-cute quirk: Heisenberg- Frequently avoids eye contact as it makes him nervous Chris- Is mildly obsessive over the neatness of his appearance Ethan- Walks too fast Alcina- INTENSE eye contact, gets right up in people's space when talking Donna- Sits so still and quiet that people often forget her and she scares them Moreau- Cries and whines a lot Angie- Has to be near someone at ALL times, like, right up on them Daniella- Walks too quietly and thus accidentally sneaks up on people Cassandra- Can't shut up, doesn't like total silence Bela- Never directly states what she wants, instead hints around to it The Duke- Always in everyone's business Claire- Talks a bit too fast a lot of the time and then has to repeat herself Leon- Eats in bed and while driving, making a bit of a mess while doing so Mia- ALWAYS has to have the last word Rose- Her temper tantrums are… dangerous...