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Chapter 1 - ungreatful
It was late at night, Donnie had been up and working on a new project for him and his brothers. He couldn’t wait to show his family what he had been working all night on, he put so much detail into these gifts for them.
Fast forward to about 9-10am and everybody’s up now, mikeys just finishing the pancakes he made for breakfast, Leos playing video games and raph is helping his father with making tea. “Guys guys!” Donnie races out of his room with a big bag in his hands, so big he can’t see over it. “I have the best surprise! Everyone sit and look!” He bounced in excitement as he got everything ready, “In a minute Dee, I’m just finishing this” the orange box turtle smiled. “Yea just give me a second I’m almost done this level-“ Leo said as his eyes glued to the screen, “Donnie I’ll be over in a sec!” Raph calmly yelled as he had just finished making Splinters tea.
“Oh uhh… ok..” Donnie said as his excited smile turned into a disappointed frown, he sat down with his gifts in front of him waiting for his brothers to be done with their activities. The 3 colour coded turtles finished what they were doing and sat down in front of Donnie, the purple soft shell turtles frown then quickly turned into a grin once again. “Ok so-“ Donnies hand stimmed of joy as he pulled the bag of gifts in front of him, “I worked all night on these and I really really hope you like them!” Donnie smiled cheerfully as he slowly opened the big bag. “If this is like those gifts you gave us in the subway I’m not down” Leo said laughing, “Yea I cannot have another blow up suit, really messed my game up” Mikey said. Donnies confidence was lowered by the comments his brothers had made ,”I worked really hard on those..” Donnie thought to himself as he nervously opened the bag. His brothers on the edge of their seats to see what their purple brother had made, Donnie pulled out his gifts and happily said “I made you all battle shells! I did each one in your exact measurements and obviously who would I be to not colour code them, they all work pretty much the same as mine but have a few little details that are different to the rest!”
The youngest looked thrilled, “Wow Dee! This looks great!!” He said as he put it on. “I’m glad you like it Mikey!” Donnie turned to his other brothers who weren’t as thrilled, “Guys.?” Donnatello glanced at them and the hard realisation hit. Did they not like it? Was it to boring? Donnie stood there completely zoning out overthinking his brothers reactions, “Uhhh Donnie??” Leo waved his hand in front of Donnies face. The purple turtle quickly snapped out of it and was ready to face reality, “Hey Dee? I just don’t think this’ll work out - I mean tech is your thing and I’m not really cut out for this kinda thing” Raph said as he put the bright red battle shell onto the table in front of them. “Yea me neither I’m not really good with nerd stuff” Leo said jokingly and also put his blue with red striped battle shell down, “oh.. uhh yea that’s fine I guess-“ Donnie didn’t show it but he was crushed. “I’ll just go.. put these away then.” Donnie on the verge of tears stomped back up to his lab in embarrassment, Mikey felt bad for his older brother and cherished the orangey yellow battle shell his brother had spend all night on.
As Donnie left his lab to head over to his room he clenched his fist firmly and felt annoyed with his brothers, they always do this! Whenever he goes out of his way to make them something nice or help them - they just joke and move on. Completely ignoring his feelings! He sat down on his bed annoyed and frustrated with everything including himself, about 6 minutes pass and there’s a knock on the door. “Dee?” A soft familiar voice calls, “Can I come in?” It was Mikey. His younger brother was always there for him but had his moments where he underestimated Donnie to, but Mikey was just good to have around. “Yes Micheal, come in..” Donnie said as he proceeded to lay on his dead, “Hey Dee, you good?” Said the orange box turtle as he was approaching the purple soft shell. “I just..” Donnie paused for a second placing his hand over his face “I’m fine, I’m just tired.” He said trying to hide the fact he was angry with his other two brothers, “Dee, it’s only 11am?” Mikey looked at his older brother knowing he wasn’t “just tired”. Donnie was clearly upset and didn’t want anyone around him, “Look, Micheal. Please just.. just go.” His orange brother looked like he was about to speak but stopped before he said anything, walking out of the room Mikey felt bad and took his battle shell into his room.
Donnie felt a liquid run down his cheek, he began to feel angry. “Stop..STOP.” He began yelling at himself as tears streamed down his face, he was angry at himself for crying. “This is a stupid thing to be sad about, it’s not like they like any of your inventions. First Sheldon, then that stupid bed and now your battle shells. Why do I even try?” He spoke out loud to himself as he began to tuck himself under his blanket, Mikey could hear all of this and felt terrible. Donnie didn’t come out of his room the rest of the day, it was about 4pm when the oldest realised.
“Hey has anyone seen Donnie?” Raph asked his younger brothers, the blue one watching Jupiter Jim and the orange one ordering pizza. “Not since this morning” Leo turned to look at Raph concerned face, “I’m gonna go see if he’s in his lab.” Raph got up and headed to Donnies lab, “Don? We’re ordering pizza-“ he walked into the lab. No sign of Donnie, so he naturally headed for Donnies bedroom where Mikey had heard from him last. “Donnatello?” Raph peeked his head in, he saw Donnie sleeping peacefully in his bed. Something was off though, this wasn’t right. This is just what Raph wished he had seen, Raph froze as his blank stare of stress what towards Donnies bed. “Raph? Is everything ok? I can smell your stress stink.” Leo shouted from the tv area, Raph didn’t respond. Leo looked at Mikey concerned, they both got up and walked up to Donnie’s room where they saw Raph and .. blood? On Donnie’s bed? And there was something missing.
Donnie wasn’t there.