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Chapter 6 Part 1

Leo nearly chirped when the sudden yet stern voice shot at him. But when he turned to see Raph, the act became much less surprising. His brother looked deadpanned at him sitting in his pipe. The room seemed barren apart from Raph’s gaze and Donnie’s zipped up tent. That meant their littler brother was still in there making Leo’s heart ache slightly at the thought of how he was processing this.

“Hey Nardo. I’m talking to you piss baby.” Raph was still shooting that look of pure hatred and annoyance. Leo only just noticed what his brother was clutching to his chest so tight you’d think it would have been strangled. Clunk. The giant stuffed monkey was dubbed that name mere moments after Mikey was given it as a gift. Splinter found the stuffy on one of his supply runs and decided to gift it to the restless toddlers for their birthday. Clunk went through multiple names before Mikey did what Mikey does and choose the best name of all. The turtles never knew why he always had a name for someone or something new or why the name chosen was always perfect. It just happened. And while the brothers did share clunk for quite some time it was Mikey who officially got to keep him in the end. Technically Raph should have according to the bet rules of their ninja star throwing contest but when Donnie and Leo woke up while the other two stayed sleeping Clunks arm was seen dangly of the side of Mikey’s bunk. But right now the vibrant neon blue and pink of the stuffy’s fur was smushed against Raph’s plastron.

“You know Mikey is gonna be real pissed when he finds out you used Clunk without permission. Right?”

“Great you spend your whole day avoiding us by going to school and now you call me the asshole here.” Raph was standing up now carelessly chucking Clunk to the floor.

“I never said that and I wasn’t avoiding you. I was filling in-”

“April? Yeah. I know you went to spend time with your crush instead of with us looking for Mikey.”

“Raph you don’t know what your talking about we were trying t”

“Trying to what? Find TCRI? Blame them for what happened?” Raph jabbed his finger into Leo’s shoulder chest as if to punctuate each of his sentences with even more confidence and stabbing pain.“You know you two aren’t Sherlock and Watson. You’re not slick. You’re not going to just dig up some big break through by surfing through the internet. You’re not gonna miraculously bring him back.”

They continued into a full out argument not noticing how loud the volume one Donnie’s headphones were. You could hear them even with his tent as a sound barrier.

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They hated when Raph and Leo argued. Donnie did too. It was annoying and repetitive and never solved anything. Raph always challenged Leo over everything. Being the oldest, being leader, getting to choose what kind of ice cream they got. It was nonsensical to Donnie. But Mikey had a pure hatred for it. He hated seeing his brothers fight. And Donnie hated how upset the two knuckleheads made his little brother. Especially when Mikey tried and failed to solve the argument usually earning a shout at him to back.

So much so that one day when they were 8 Donnie came up with a game where they found something to either distract the upset baby brother or to calm down the heated older brothers. It was their tradition. Sure it came with the risk of getting wrapped up in the argument or only making things worse. And yeah sometimes it didn’t always work at first. But sometimes it helped and best of all it made Mikey happy. So happy that he made his smile that made Donnie think he must have the most unnaturally beautiful smile than anyone in the world. It was one of those things that made those rare happy moments when cheered his little brother up precious.

But Mikey wasn’t here. He was hurt and alone and scared and hurt and now Raph and Leo were fighting again. His breathing picked up as the headphones slid of his head. They were useless to blocking out the world now. Hands on the back of his neck trying to suppress the sobs sliding up his throat.

Too loud too loud too loud

The noise was too much the pressure was too much. Everything was TOO MUCH. Tears were searing hot flames as he felt their warmth on his face. Donnie couldn’t take this anymore. He tried to get up but yelped out forgetting his hand was still injured and bruised from the attack last night. The pain only filled his fear and fury even more.

Donnie unzipped the tent stepping out into the yelling his brothers continued. He tried to politely give them the death stare without hesitation but his attempts were still left ignored. Rage took over as he huffed out short winded breathes.

“WILL YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP??!!!”

That’s all folks! Things are about to reach a good info dump place. Cowabunga turtle fanz!

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I was just gonna comment on another post but this is too important to me

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sorry bout all the claps but this is just something that MUST happen cause it is too good of a chance to give up. And everybody knows when somebody claps while they’re talking it A draws attention and B makes that statement necessary.

OMIGOSH!!!! THEIR SO FRICKN’ CUTE!!!!

Siblings, am I right?

I was rewatching Tmnt mutant mayhem and

what is this

The Mona Lisa drawing referencing my scaly queen Mona?!!!

which mutual am i? ask game

i made a meme

This is harpie, she’s also apart of my rebrand- for my yt channel, say hello to her… (WIP)

(sorry @justmaiidraws this was meant to be an ask but it would let me add images so)

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(Sorry that my ocs ears are kind off in your ocs face)

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