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Donatello peaked into his youngest brothers' room, quickly glancing around the area in search for Mikey. Despite Michelangelo's bright attitude, his room was surprisingly less vibrant than you would imagine. His walls were marked with desaturated colors coordinating to his brothers and himself: Red, blue, purple, and orange. The hammock he slept in was swaying softly back and forth, and Dee knew that meant Michelangelo must be in it.
Donatello entered the room and made his way to his brother, who was currently awake and simply staring at the ceiling- something he often does. "Hey Mikey, you up for talking right now?" Donatello spoke softly, while he was used to his brother being in this state- it always freaked him out. Dee tried not to interrupt Mikey when he was like this, but he needed to thank Mikey.
Almost as if snapped out of a trance, Michelangelo looked at Donatello- "Hey, what's up?"
"I wanted to thank you- for Doctor Feelings' seminar, that is. It, surprisingly, assisted me. I feel I have grown as a father figure towards Shelldon."
Michelangelo lifted an eyebrow and tilted his head, "Doctor Feelings?"
Donatello scoffed audibly: "Wow I didn't know you would be taking the 'keeping the session confidential' thing so seriously."
Donatello watched Michelangelo closely, perplexed by his genuine expression of confusion.
Mikey was one to wear his emotions on his face, so of course Dee would be perplexed by how well acted Mikey's confusion was.
"You mean you hear him too?" Michealangelo questioned Donatello- and only a moment later, it clicked. Michealangelo could never act so good- he was actually, genuinely confused. But why?
"He spoke to me- like through you. You hear him in your head??" Michealangelo nodded while Donatello spoke.
They both paused for a moment, followed by Donatello raising his arm before tapping away at the screen on his forearm. The room was silent besides the electronic tapping sound made when Dee touched the screen.
Moments pass, and Michelangelo simply watches his brother- who was completely immersed in his research. "Gasp. Michelangelo, would you please allow me to psychologically evaluate you?"
"Uh. Sure, why?"
"Michealangelo, you may be a system."
"Dee, we both know that I dunno what that means."