[Without any warning, there's a knock at the front door of Raph and Donnie's apartment before Rue is letting themself inside, a few bags of take out hanging from a paw as they sweep indoors.]
[Man, Rue, you're her favourite owlbear! I mean technically the only owlbear she knows, but her point still stands.
She comes from New York so her reaction to someone just letting themselves in the door is a little jumpy, but this isn't the first guest that's arrived this way, so once she hears Rue's voice she's just leaning out from the kitchen to say hi, and her eyes light up at all the containers Rue is carrying.]
Your timing is so good. I was just tryin' to work up motivation to cook! [And now she doesn't have to, bless.]
[Peter ever the New Yorker even here, knocks on the apartment door and actually waits outside for any confirmation.]
Hey, its Peter- I have something for you guys if you're cool with it. [He's unfortunately picked up the habit of making way too much food at times. Cupcakes were an impulse and now he has a mixture of plain ones and frosted ones for Raph, Donnie and April to pick over.]
[This people dropping over with food thing is becoming a habit and April has no complaints. Holy shit, those smell good. But also, Peter, you get brownie points for waiting for her to come to the door like a good New Yorker.]
Hey, Pe-- oh, wow. Did you make those? [His welcome is pretty implicit, she's stepping back and holding the door open, eyeing those iced treasures hungrily, yes pls.]
[Attached is a tilted picture of a rat carrying an everything bagel in its mouth as light shines from the heavens. It was clearly taken in a hurry but Bagel Rat.]
[The morning after Leo's procedure, upon the first time [NAME] opens [HIS/HER/THEIR] relic, Donatello's voice rings out loud and obnoxiously clear.]
Salutations, friend-and-or-family-and-or-undefined-loved-one. If you are in receipt of this message, that means I didn't deactivate my CARPET BOMB: LOVE EDITION protocol last night which means I am probably in some kind of mystic coma.
I am fine. I'm not going to die, I'm not going to waste away, and eventually I'll wake up. I've run a lot of tests and diagnostics and, as everyone knows, I am perfect and so is my research. Thank you. I'm pretty sure it'll act almost like brumation; my metabolism should nearly shut down and my breaths will be more spaced out. My heartbeat might be, likewise, alarmingly slow. It's normal for most turtle species, it is expected, and it is safe.
You may perform mild stimuli tests while I'm out. I'm very curious. Record any tests please, I want to observe when I wake up.
Leo, if you have any questions about your arm, consult the manual. Casey Junior, if Leo seems like he doesn't understand something about his arm because he cannot or will not read the manual, please educate him based one what you read in the manual, I know you have, or will.
Raph, this is not your fault, also I didn't tell you because I didn't feel like it. I hope you didn't have to break Draxum's neck.
Draxum, if your neck isn't broken, thanks for the assist.
April, if Draxum's neck is broken then a) he deserved it, and b) sorry. Please keep an eye on my brothers, they are hopeless without me around. Tech troubleshooting manuals are on my Relic, the usual password for our shared stuff.
Rue, please make sure Leo doesn't have nerve pain before using any healing sing-song what's-it on Leo's surgical wounds. Also get the stitches out first. Unless your magic....eats those, or whatever, I don't know. Check with Casey, Draxum, or the manual for how to test for nerve pain.
Everyone else, relax. See you soon.
Or not soon, honestly I'm not sure. But see you, it'll be fine, do not be mean to me when I wake up. I would appreciate a light-sauce italian meatball sub when I come to.
I have absolutely no idea how to exactly broach this, but, I figured I could ask you this kind of thing.
I feel like I'm just not understanding Donnie super well? I'm not sure sometimes how to actually interact with him, without stepping on his toes or annoying him. At work, we're fine since we don't really talk much if at all.
I asked Casey for advice before, and didn't take it in at the time and kind of made things way more awkward with Donnie as a result.
I'm really sorry to just drop this on you like this. I'm just feeling dumb rn.
Um- I wanted to thank you. Not just for looking after me [EMBARRASSING, but most welcome] but for... handling Mom. Senior. I mean- telling her about... you know. The future. Why I was so upset. I probably should have...
[...Rue said it would be okay if someone else did it. That it didn't always have to be him. He should have asked, but... maybe it's. Okay.
God he is really in a State right now.]
...A-anyway, I'm sorry for putting that on you. But seriously, thank you.
Welcome back. [Casey sounds awkward and April merely sounds friendly. If she's been rehearsing how to handle this conversation for days now, she'll never tell!]
I'd say any time, but that's kind of a once off deal, right? I didn't mind at all. I'm, uh. Only sorry I wasn't really your Auntie April.
It's the dead of night so everyone is probably asleep (hopefully), so when Donnie slips inside he's careful to be quiet. He needs to go see his brothers. He needs to do damage control, go see what's salvageable of his data and equipment. Figure out what went wrong, because now he knows for certain that the experiment failed, in every way possible. He needs to clean things up. He needs- he needs to do a lot. He...
Is so very...very tired.
April was freezing to death, Casey had said.
April was still worried about him, even when she was freezing to death, because of him.
Donatello seeks out April in her room first. He pauses in the doorway, almost holding his breath. Checks to make sure she's decent, checks to see if she's awake or if she'll wake up because she sees him, senses him, whatever. And then, as quietly and gently as he can manage, he creeps over, lifts up the blankets, and slips into the large bed beside her, burying his head in her spare pillow. Shouldn't wake her up. She might still be recovering. But now, she'll be the first person to see him and know that he's back.]
[It's true, April has been exhausted for most of this week. It's very little to do with the great freezing at this point and more to do with grief and not a small bit of anger and generally doing a very great amount of Nothing At All except staying home for Raph and Leo and letting them check in on her in exchange and...
...doing nothing and waiting is tiring. Did you know?
That being said, she is absolutely not sleeping through the feeling of someone peeling her covers back and sliding into bed with her, and an eye cracks open in the gloom as her hand drifts down off the side of the bed to wrap around the handle of her bat, tucked just under her bed.
Donnie might get the heads up warning of the room lighting up with that familiar and ominous green glow, because she's not giving any other kind of heads up before she rolls and brings the bat down. How are your reflexes?]
i mean i hope you mean literally because i will sure be able to SPOT the car not sure ill be able to do anythin about it if you accidentally crush my brother
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