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Donnie couldn’t remember what had happened, but he was now in a dull city that was quite similar to New York. This place looked completely different. The buildings were mostly made out of gray colors and if they weren’t they were a very dull tone of a usually bright color. There were no skyscrapers and every building was either super short or looked like it was copy pasted around the whole city. The sky was a dark marine blue and lacked any stars.

He looked around before seeing something move quickly next to him. He took out his Bo and turned around to face towards his “opponent” with a fighting stance. Both him and what seemed to also be a mutant turtle looked baffled by each other. The other turtle had a blue mask and was the first talk “who are you?”. Donnie was about to answer with ‘I’m Donatello’ but remembered that he was in an entirely different world, and it could be dangerous to reveal that information. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” It didn’t seem very threatening but Donnie was never good at that unless he was doing it with big machinery behind him.

The other turtle could sense his distrust so he revealed his name “My name is Hamato Leonardo, but you can call me Leo. Now, are you gonna tell me your name?”. It was as if time stopped.

Leonardo? Like Leo? Wait a second, Hamato!? That doesn’t make any sense at all? Could I be? No no no that’s impossible, or is it? I’m in another universe.

“I-I…” He wanted to answer, but he couldn’t. It was as if something was in his throat and it didn’t let him talk. He was in an entirely different universe, there was another Leo, and he didn’t have time to process anything. Everything was too much. He had to talk, even if he couldn’t “I-I’m Do- Donatello, Ha-Hamato Donatello” he did it. The new Leo seemed just as confused. Leo noticed that Donnie was just looking at the ground, not even making eye contact. He had noticed since he saw him but now it was very like very noticeable, something was wrong.

They both heard a really loud noise which lead Donnie to cover his ‘ears’ and Leo to pull him over to the nearest manhole. “W-What are you doing!?” Donnie shouted as the new Leo kept pulling him through the whole sewer. Donnie had to keep jumping as sewer waste was all over the ground and he didn’t want to touch the food people let go down the sink. Gross.

Donnie tried to break free from Leo’s grip, but all his attempts failed. Suddenly Leo stopped and looked towards Donnie. He started moving his hand in a way that resembled ASL but it didn’t look like it at all, Donnie knew that ASL and BSL were different but there were still a few similar words, whatever Leo was signing weren’t even words. “Do you actually know sign language or is it different in this universe?” The question caught Leo off guard as he responded “wait, you know genuinely sign language? Oh sorry” With a deadpan face Donnie replied “Of course I know sign language”. His reply seemed to surprise Leo. “Oh well, you have to stay hidden here until I find a way of telling the other that you well exist”. Donnie nodded as a response and Leo stood up to go towards what seemed to be this universe’s lair.

Finally Donnie had some time to think about all this.

When Leo came back Donnie was sitting on the ground in a rocking position and tapping his feet on the ground in a rhythmic pattern. Leo wasn’t really used to seeing his Donnie act like this so he did what he seemed more logical “Are you alright?” He asked. Donnie looked at him confused and said “Yes, why are you asking?”. Leo continued “You seemed kinda stressed, I mean you keep tapping the ground”. “I’m just stimming”. Now Leo was more confused.

What the heck was stimming? Was it good or bad? What did it even mean?

“You don’t know what that means don’t you?” Leo looked embarrassed but answered “Yeah I don’t know”. It didn’t seem as if Donnie was gonna answer whatever stimming was as he just asked “Did you tell whoever ‘the others’ are that I’m here?”. Leo responded “I haven’t told them since I thought it be easier to show you too them”. Donnie stood up and said “So are we going?” Donnie looked more relaxed, at least Leo thought so. In the alley he looked so scared and confused, but now his posture was relaxed, though he was still holding his Bo close to himself. “Uh, yes” Leo said quickly “Follow me”.

They both walked across the lair until they got to a tall metal door. This lair was smaller than the one back at his universe, it had a few games like his lair, but it felt off. “Are you coming?” Asked Leo in a soft voice to not startle him. While Leo knew nothing about this new turtle he knew that he was more sensible than his Donnie. Donnie looked at him as if he had just woken up from a trance and said “Yes”.

He was about to enter the metal door room when Leo stopped him and started talking to whoever was inside “So Donnie, if I were to find a mutant turtle that is named like you and looks like you what would you say?” This universe’s Donnie shouted so high that Donnie flinched. “You found what!?” Donnie felt as if it wasn’t time to enter what he now suspected to be this Donnie’s lab, but he was pulled in by Leo. He stood there awkwardly and started scratching his arms.

What I’m I supposed to do? I could say hi, but what if he freaks out?

He came back to reality as he saw Leo move towards this world’s Donnie and whisper something into his ear, from Donnie’s lip reading skills he could guess that Leo said something along the lines of ‘Don’t be too loud around him’ which Donnie could guess was due to him covering his ‘ears’ often. He looked at both of the other mutants and slowly waved his hand in a ‘hello’ kind of way. This world’s Donnie came close to him. If Donnie knew something about Donnies (which he knows) is that they get overexcited for scientific stuff so he prayed for this Donnie to at least act like him.

“So who are you?” That wasn’t the question Donnie was expecting, but he could guess that this Donnie didn’t know he came from another universe. As if nothing weird was going on he replied “My name is Donnie. I can guess your’s is also Donnie, and I come from another universe” This universe’s Donnie ran across his Lab grabbing a pen and notebook to then continue to ask Donnie about his universe, how he got here, and how he felt. Donnie was more than happy to answer the questions, at least the ones he could. This world’s Donnie sat on a chair meanwhile Donnie sat on the ground in a crossing leg position.

Leo suddenly interrupted “Not to interrupt but we need to find a way to difference you two by names” This world’s Donnie continued “Yeah, I’m fine with using my name but if you want it you can have it” Donnie replied “I can use ‘Purple’ It’ll make it easier”. They both looked at Purple confused, Donnie asked “Are you sure that you are alright by using ‘Purple’?” Without even thinking Purple replied “Dad calls me that all the time, so yeah”. Now Leo and Donnie seemed more confused.

Dad? Does he mean master splinter? But we should call him ‘master’ or ‘sensei’. That doesn’t make any sense.

“You two alright?” Purple looked at both of them as they glared at each other. “Did you just call Master Splinter ‘Dad’?” He answered with confusion but still keeping a neutral face “Yes, don’t you call him dad too?”. “What?! Why would we call him dad?” Donnie continued “He is technically our adoptive dad, but we don’t call him ‘dad’”. Purple mumbled to himself but did it loud enough for the others to hear “well that’s another difference”. They kept talking about their universes’ differences for a while.

Leo knew that if he didn’t stop the Donnies they’d keep talking about their universe differences for hours so he decided to interrupt once again. “Don- I mean Purple, we have to present you to the others”.

“Donnie could you take everyone to the dojo please?” Donnie got up and nodded. Leo looked at Purple and asked a pretty simple question “Do you need help at talking to the others, or are you fine?” That was pretty confusing. Why would I need help at talking? “No, I’m fine”.

They both started walking towards to dojo.

When they got to the dojo everyone was sitting on the ground, but before Purple could enter Leo did the same thing as before. He entered the room and presented the situation while Purple waited outside for Leo’s que to enter. When it was time Leo said “Let me present to you ‘Purple’” Purple walked in keeping his back straight just in case this Splinter wasn’t like his. Purple was about to say ‘hello’ but Mikey interrupted him “Woah dudes! Another Donnie!”.

He was glad that this Mikey was also like his, still as confident and extroverted as Mikey. While Michelangelo was pretty open minded about Purple not everyone was like that, Raph kept his distance from him the moment he entered the room. For Splinter he just greeted him “Welcome Purple, Leo has told us about your condition and we are more than glad to let you stay here”. “Thanks” that was the only thing Donnie could say, this world’s Splinter was so different than his, but he could get used to what.

“So how long until he’s gone?” They all looked at Raph baffled, Splinter scolded Raph as quickly as he could “Raphael be respectful!”. In Purple’s universe Raph would’ve apologized, but he remembered this was different and this Raph was also different. “Why would I?! Leo always brings random girls or mutants here, and he always puts us in danger because of that!”. Before Splinter could respond Leo spoke “Look Raph, Purple is stuck in an entirely different universe, we have to help him”. Raph continued with his argument “What if this is just another trap set by the Kraang?”.

They started shouting at each other.

Purple was used to this, but it was still as annoying as ever. He just stood there waiting for them to stop fighting, but nothing happened. It was starting to give him a migraine. He started looking at the ground to ignore them, but it was useless. Curse him and his inability to zone out background noise. Somehow me managed to let his mind wander off.

He looked up once again to see everyone surrounding him, how long has he zoned out? “Hey, you alright?” Donatello asked, Purple forced himself to make eye contact and nod. Mikey started talking “Dude, you stood there for like 5 minutes just staring at the ground”. Purple was confused. 5 minutes? It felt like seconds, maybe time works differently here? No. Raph was nowhere near sight. ”Are you still in there?” Leo questioned, “You kinda zoned out again”. He felt uncomfortable, what the heck was going on? He started scratching himself again. Mikey, his Mikey had told him to stop doing that, but it was already a habit for him.

“Are you okay?” Leo asked, Purple remembered where he was once again “Yeah, I’m just tired”. Mikey yawned while stretching “I’m also tired, we should go sleep. Hey! Can Purple sleep with me tonight?”. Donnie and Leo looked at Purple before Leo asked “Are you okey with sleeping with Mikey”. Donnie knew it wasn’t his Mikey, but he still felt close to him. “Yes”. Michelangelo started running towards his room before remembering that Purple was meant to follow him “Hey Purple! The last one to get to my room is a turtle egg” Even if Purple didn’t feel completely comfortable he couldn’t say no to Mikey “No you don’t!” They both set out running.

Everyone looked at Purple and Mikey running, they were pretty confused since Purple hadn’t been very verbal, but with Mikey he just let himself be well himself.

When they got to Mikey’s room Mikey shouted “Got here first!”. Purple rolled his eyes in a friendly way and started laughing, Purple’s laughter was apparently contagious as Mikey also started laughing. They stayed like that for a few minutes until both of them calmed down. Purple missed this, he missed when he just laughed for fun, before the Kraang invasion.

“Hey, do you wanna make a pillow fort? It’s your first night here so we need it to be super comfortable” Purple a grabbed a nearby pillow and replied “Why not”. They started grabbing every pillow and blanket they could, Mikey got the ones outside his room meanwhile Purple ordered and set up the fort. When they had finished they looked at each other. Before Purple was able to enter the fort Mikey yelled “WAIT A SECOND!” He rushed out of the room leaving Purple completely alone. Purple stood there confused before Mikey came in with a bowl of ice cream on his hands. “Sweet, ice cream” said Purple before Mikey pulled the bowl out of his way. “It’s not ice cream, it’s ‘Ice Cream Kitty’”, “Ice cream what now?”.

“Ice cream kitty, she’s gonna sleep with us” Purple asked “Won’t she melt?”. Realization hit Michelangelo “Aw shucks, she’s gonna melt” Purple didn’t want any Mikey to be sad so he had an idea “Do you know if your Donnie is in his lab?”. Purple knew that it wasn’t probable that he was somewhere else, but he wanted to make Mikey happy. “I don’t know, but I can check!” He stood up and went towards Donnie’s lab.

Mikey came back and said “He isn’t there” Purple stood up and asked “Can you help me carry some stuff from his lab?”. “Sure!” They both went towards Donnie’s lab, Michelangelo grabbed whatever Purple told him, and Purple grabbed what he thought he would need. They put it all in boxes and left quietly Donnie’s lab.

When they got to Mikey’s room Purple started building something with all the tech pieces they grabbed from Donnie’s lab. He couldn’t work as well as he could back home, but he had to settle for whatever Donatello had in his lab. He’d usually use titanium but it seemed as Donnie didn’t have any. He put on his googles to work better, meanwhile Mikey just stared at him. Finally he had finished. Whatever he made looked like a small metal box, but it was an entirely different thing. “Can you pass me Ice Cream Kitty?” Mikey did as told and passed the bowl to him. “If my calculations are correct, which they usually are, this will make an environment cold enough for Ice Cream Kitty to stay in without freezing us to death”. Purple placed the bowl inside the box and clicked a few buttons.

“Dude! That’s so cool! You did that in less than an hour” Purple stared at Michelangelo surprised, his brothers usually never complimented his work. They would just use it as a machine for solutions and they never acknowledged that he was the one making them. Suddenly his face felt wet, he started rubbing his eyes to make it stop, but it wouldn’t. He just sat there crying.

Mikey pulled him into a hug, but Purple didn’t try to push him away. “I-I’m sorry Mikey” he said whilst sobbing, “It’s fine” Mikey replied “It’s fine bro”. They stayed like that for a few minutes until Purple managed to stop crying. They both fell asleep as soon as they hit their respective pillows.

Mikey’s pillow was orange with yellow stripes making up a zig zag pattern, and Purple’s pillow was magenta with purple dragon embroideries. They shared one same weighted blanket with constellations sewed onto them by Mikey with help of Leo. Near them were some bowls that Mikey and filled up with chips, popcorn, and other types of food. The blankets that made up their fort were blue and had little planet designs on them. Everything was held up by long broom sticks that Mikey kept after they broke. The whole room was filled with posters and stickers, not only that but there were a few drawings obviously made by Mikey when he was a turtle tot.

This night was going to be peaceful.

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Michelangelo woke from his slumber as he heard a faint sound coming from somewhere near him.

He looked around the dim lit room to see Purple covering himself with blankets and curled up into a ball. Mikey soon found out that the sound came from Purple as he noticed that Purple was crying.

“Purple? Dude, are you alright?” Mikey asked as he approached Purple with a feeling of concern.

He came close enough to purple to hear his slow respiration, and managed to see a glimpse of his face. He had eyebags under his eyes, his eyes were filled with small tears that made his eyes glittery. Purple was completely covered with blankets trying to hide his face, but that didn’t work.

“Hey it’s okay” Mikey said as he got ready to hug Purple, but when he made contact with Purple he got pushed by him. “Don’t touch me!” yelled out Purple as he covered himself more with the blankets. Mikey seemed surprised by his reaction as he quickly stepped away from Purple.

“What the heck happen dude? Last night you were alright” Mikey asked not sure of why Purple was acting like this now.

The turtle grabbed a pillow and put it on the ground for himself to sit on. He sat there in a crisscross position and stayed like that for a while. The room was silent while Mikey let Purple calm down so that he could talk to Purple in a more calmed way. Everything was calm, a soft breeze passed through Miley’s room refreshing the air and letting Purple finally be able to relax.

Purple was the first to talk as he felt that he needed to apologize for pushing Mikey after he had been so nice to him last night, so he took a deep breath and opened his mouth. “I’m sorry Mikey” he said his words being soft and his tone sounding hurt.

“It’s fine Purple, you don’t have to apologize” Mikey said to comfort Purple.

He moved his pillow next to Purple as to make him feel a bit safer than before. Purple felt the texture of Michealangelo’s pillow and started rubbing it. That confused Mikey a bit, but he decided to get off the pillow and pass it to Purple. Maybe he didn’t understand why Purple was so different to him and his brothers, but he tried to make him feel comfortable since he was in another universe.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” Purple asked out of nowhere, he didn’t seem to be making eyes contact as he focused his view on Mikey’s pillow. The pillow was orange with a white pattern made out of lines that went in a vertical direction. Somehow the pattern seemed to calm down Purple so he held it tight and close to his chest.

“Why wouldn’t I?” Mikey questioned.

Why shouldn’t I be nice to Purple, that doesn’t make sense. He seems like a nice dude, why is he questioning my kindness?

“I came from another completely different universe and you are just accepting me so easily, your Raph seems to not trust me so why are you nice to me?” Purple asked as he continued to fixate on Michelangelo’s pillow.

“Even if I don’t know anything about you, you are nice” Mikey said answer Purple’s question.

Purple seemed confused with his response, but accepted it.

They stayed in silence as Purple examined Mikey’s room, the room seemed cozy as they both had put pillows and blankets all over it last night.

A sudden alarm sounded from Mikey’s t-phone as he picked it up. “Oh shoot! It’s already 7 am and I haven’t done breakfast!” He started to get up before looking back at Purple. “Do you want to help me make breakfast?” He asked Purple as he stood next to the doorframe ready to leave the room.

Purple stared at him considering his options. He wanted to help him, but a part of him wanted to stay wishing the comfort of Michelangelo’s room. He decided to go because if he didn’t then he wouldn’t know when to leave the room.

“Sure” while it may seem like a simple answer Mikey was satisfied with it “C’mon Purple we got to make it QUICKLY everybody wakes up at 7:20 and I do not want to explain to them why there isn’t ANY breakfast!” Mikey as he started running towards the kitchen. Purple chuckled for a few seconds before following behind Mikey.

They both got to the kitchen and stared at it for a while before Mikey asked “So what do you want for breakfast?”. Purple tried to remember at least one recipe that his Mikey taught him.

“Pancakes” he said.

After hearing that Mikey’s face lit up “OOOH! MAYBE SHE COULD MAKE PIZZA PANCAKES! That’d taste really good, right?” The turtle asked Purple. Purple looked at him with an expression that was saying ‘That sounds disgusting’. After Mikey saw Purple’s face he got upset.

“Hey, while it does catch my attention I’ll stick with the recipe which I already know the taste of” Purple explained trying to not upset Mikey. Mikey really wanted Purple to taste his recipe for pizza pancakes, so he tried to persuade him “You should try new stuff”. Purple didn’t catch that and proceeded to explain to Mikey why he didn’t like eating new things “I can’t really try new stuff unless I know all the ingredients and sometimes all that stuff mixed up isn’t very nice for my mouth, also the texture and taste make a very big difference to me”.

Purple moved near one of the counters and started looking for: eggs, milk, and pancake mix. When he found all the materials he put some of the pancake mix on a bowl and proceeded to add some milk and two eggs. After he finished he grabbed a spoon and started mixing it all while trying to avail at any cost touching the mix.

Mikey just stared by the side as he got mesmerized by the way Purple seemed to make everything in a perfect way, never missing any detail.

“How do you do that?” Michelangelo asked. Purple seemed surprised by his question as he looked back at Mikey with a confused face. “What do you mean by that?” Purple asked still confused by Mikey’s question.

“I mean, you make everything so perfectly” Mikey explained. Purple seemed to understand the question now, and felt happy to answer. “I like doing things over and over again and making pancakes was something in which I helped my Michelangelo due to the process always being the same”.

As Mikey was pleased by Purple’s answer he sat down in a chair and kept staring as Purple started to pour the mix onto a pan and waiting until it was ready.

After a while Purple had managed to make eighteen pancakes, while it might’ve seen as a random number Purple had actually made an equal amount for six people. In his universe those six people would’ve been April, Raph, Mikey, Leo, Splinter, and him.

Just as he had finished Raphael entered the kitchen.

“Hey Raph!” Exclaimed Mikey as he saw Raph enter. “Hi Mikey” when Raph entered he seemed to be quite joyous, but when he saw purple his expression changed to a more irritated one. Raphael sat on a chair next to Mikey watching Purple just in case he planned to do something to him or his brothers. Purple placed all the pancakes on a plate and started walking towards the table on which Raph and Mikey were sitting at. He placed the pancakes on the middle of the table and sat down infront of Mikey.

Purple started fidgeting with his hands to avoid the way that Raph was looking at him.

Why is he looking at me like that? Maybe he doesn’t trust me. I mean if my brother came home with a random mutant turtle maybe I wouldn’t be too trusting of them, but the tension is SOOOO bad!

“So Purple, how is your ‘Universe’?” While purple was bad at social cues he could easily see that Raph was asking to see if he could find anything suspicious about him. Purple answered Raph’s question while continuing to fidget with his hands. “Well it’s much more different from here” Purple explained as his thoughts changed to how much he missed his home.

They stayed in silence for a long time.

Purple begged for at least one of the other turtles to walk by and break the tension or even for Mikey to starts talking, at this moment the was genuinely considering some small talk.

“When are the others gonna comeeee?” Mikey spat out of nowhere not because he wanted to break the silence, but because he was getting hungry and Leo and Donnie were taking too long. He later dramatically while resting his head on the table. “Like seriously dudes, I’m getting reallyyyy hungry” he continued to exaggerate his hunger which made Purple snicker.

“What are you laughing about” Raph asked with his arms crossed and he raised an eyebrow.

Was that not time to laugh? Oh god. I didn’t mean to! This is too confusing, they are too confusing.

Purple just stared at Raph while trying to think of something to say. The tension was becoming too big and Purple was starting to feel anxious. He tried brushing it off by shaking in leg, but that didn’t seem to work at all as his anxieties just kept growing and growing.

The silence broke abruptly as Leonardo entered the room “Good morning”. His voiced sounded tired, but he seemed to be completely awake. Mikey quickly turned to Leo to say hi “Good morning Leo!”.

After that Donnie came in and Purple started serving the pancakes onto different plates.

Mikey was the first to taste his food as he was the hungriest out of all of them and started speed eating his pancakes. After they all saw Mikey’s reaction to the pancakes they all guessed that it wouldn’t be that bad to taste the pancakes.

“Woah! This tastes great Purple!” Leo and Donnie praised Purple’s cooking since they were used to Mikey’s random mix of different foods, and this was a nice change. Meanwhile when Raph ate his pancakes his reaction was quite different, “I guess they’re decent”. Leo seemed completely flabbergasted by his reaction since to him the pancakes were a delicacy “C’mon Raph, you’ve got to give Purple some credit”. “What if I don’t?” Raph asked making sure that everyone understood his hatred towards Purple.

Leo seemed to understand that Raph wasn’t going to trust Purple soon so he just dropped the whole thing with a sigh and kept eating his pancakes.

They all ate in peace and after a while it seemed like a normal morning. Leo talked about space heroes for who knows how long, Mikey explained how he was going to do pizza pancakes before Purple started cooking his own, and the Donnies theorized a bit about ways to get Purple back in his universe.

Everything seemed calm until Donnie’s T-Phone started ringing…

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Everyone stared at Donatello with curiosity as he grabbed his T-phone and checked what had made his phone ring.

“Hey, Donnie! Are we training today?” The turtles heard April’s voice through Donnie’s T-Phone. Donnie looked at Leo waiting for an answer, he wasn’t sure if they were going to train today or anytime soon since Purple was still adapting to their universe. Leo thought for a while and, got the idea of asking Purple if he’d be down to train with them since he wasn’t sure if Purple felt comfortable training with them.

Leo whispered to Purple so that April wouldn’t hear them.

“Purple are you okay to tr-“ April interrupted before Leo could finish.

“Donnie? Are you still there?” Donnie quickly answered, “Y-yes April!” he waited impatiently for Leo to tell him if they were gonna train. Between those few awkward seconds of everyone looking at each other Purple made up his mind.

“Yes, we’re gonna train April” Everyone looked at Purple surprised. Nobody expected him to answer verbally and they surely didn’t expect for him to be the one answering April. They stayed quiet for a few seconds, but once again April broke the silence.

“Thanks- wait!? Who are you?” Purple snatched the T-Phone from Donnie’s hands, and answered quickly with a strange rush in his voice “We’ll tell you later”. Purple hung up the call and looked up from the phone. Raph was looking at him mad but he couldn’t figure out why. The fierce look in Raph's eyes gave Purple chills, he didn’t know why but that look was familiar.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” he may have accidentally talked in a cold tone, but it was already done and there was nothing he could do about that. “Why did you take Donnie’s T-phone like that?” Purple didn’t know what the red terrapin was referring to, still, he kept strong. “Nobody was answering April, I had to” The air was tense”, “Sure, you had to grab it so aggressively. We don’t even know if you are telling the truth at all, and you think that I’ll trust you with grabbing Don’s T-Phone like that?” Raph kept his tone cold and strong.

Purple took a deep breath.

“You think I’m lying?!” Purple set his fists on the table. Everyone was surprised by his reaction. “Maybe I do!” Raph shouted back at Purple. Mikey stood up and grabbed Raoh by the arm “Look dude, Purple is on our side”, Raph quickly pushed Mikey back and turned to Leo, “C’mon Leo, you’ve got to be on my side! Are we seriously going to trust a random mutant that you’ve found on top of a building?” Leo stared at the floor with a serious face for a few seconds and then faced Raph, “We have to help him get back home”.

Why won’t he trust me? Is he seriously that stubborn to even accept me as a living being?!

“Fine!” Raph turned his back to the others and left the kitchen fuming.

They all stared as Raph left. Donnie, Mikey, and Leo kept making eye contact waiting for someone to break the awkwardness. Purple was just looking at the floor almost zoning out, but snapped out of it quickly. “At what hour do we have the training with April?” It might’ve sounded out of nowhere, but Purple had planned this conversation in his head for a while. “10 P.M" Leo answered with arms crossed, Purple finally looked up, “Could I have access to your lab?” he asked while looking at Donnie, “Sure, though I’ll have to be there with you so that Raph doesn’t freak out” Donnie said. Purple replied in a simple word; “Okay”.

Purple started walking towards Donatello’s lab.

He got there and opened the door of the lab, he stepped inside. This lab was so different from his, from his world’s lab. The whole place was strange; there were dull colors everywhere, he would’ve usually appreciated that, but right now he missed his New York, his home, his world. It didn’t help that he just fought with this world’s Raph.

The more he inspected the lab the more strange he felt. His lab was usually filled with a bunch of Purple things and continuously working machines, but this was different. What would’ve usually been filled with machines was just a gigantic room with a few tables, a computer, some viles, a grand arrangement of tools, books, and a strange glob inside a giant canister. While it was a lot of stuff it still felt kinda empty to him.

Donnie accidentally startled Purple by touching him on the shoulder. Purple visibly flinched and took a step back.

“Are you alright?” Donnie asked. Purple bit his lip, but answered: “I just really miss my world….”. Donnie seemed surprised by his response. “I promise we’ll get you back there” he just wanted to assure Purple that everything was fine. Leo had told him that Purple was a bit different, he had noticed that, but he couldn’t figure out why. Even if Purple was different from them, he was still going to help him get back home.

“Do you need help with any machines or projects?” the question seemed out of the blue and he couldn’t figure out why Purple changed so much all the time or why he never kept a conversation on the same topic. Donnie rubbed the back of his head thinking of something that Purple could help with. The only thing he was working on at the moment was the retro mutagen, and It’d be nice to have some help. “I’ve been trying to make a chemical able to reverse mutagen, maybe you could help with that”.

After that, the Donatellos worked for a few hours on research and work for the retro mutagen. Donnie was astonished by how much of a fast learner Purple was, and he appreciated Purple’s help with the retro mutagen.

Donnie noticed that Purple would avoid any eye contact that he tried to make, which confused Donnie a little bit, but he ignored it. Purple also noticed something strange about Donnie, would tap the table like twenty times or more before being able to continue with the next task. So they were even.

After all that work Donnie finally saw who Purple was. While working on the retro mutagen and other machines Purple was more confident. He wasn’t super quiet anymore, and he was more exaggerate, sarcastic, and somehow surprisingly smart. He finished in a few hours things that would’ve taken Donnie hours to do.

Donnie was getting a bit sad that in a few hours when they finished Purple would go back to being quiet.

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They were hopping over the city’s roofs swiftly with the speed of a bullet. Only shadows and fast blurs of movement could be seen. That was except for a ginger-haired teenager.

“I never understood how turtles- could be so fast!?” April said while taking small breaks for air. She fell on the roof on her knee. Behind her, Purple was pushing all his weight onto his bō, while he was certainly used to training, patrol, and other stuff this was way too long.

Mikey turned to both April and Purple, “C’mon guys, this is just the warmup”, the four turtles of this dimension jumped down closer to April and Purple. April’s expression changed drastically before she yelled out, “Warmup? FOR TWO HOURS!?”, Purple looked at some tech on his wrist and corrected April, “Technically it’s been two hours, forty-eight seconds, and twelve milliseconds”.

Leo responded to April excitedly while waving his hands, “That’s what ninjas do! Training sometimes takes four to five hours, isn’t that awesome?” he chuckled a bit and placed his hands on his hips, “Right?”.

“Ugh! Are you kidding me!? I’m gonna puke! What about a real mission?” Raph crossed his arms, “It took fifteen years of training for Master Splinter to let us go on a ‘real mission’, you’ve got a long way to go sister. I’m surprised Purple can even keep up” he started walking away. Purple just stared at him frowning.

Donnie walked up to April and tried to make her feel better. “No too long! A decade or two will fly by like that” he snapped his fingers trying to symbolize how fast it would go by. April glanced at him with disbelief, and continued complaining “For a turtle!”. Purple slid through the side, and magically appeared next to April “Since we’re mutant turtles turtle years still pass the same as human years”.

They all completely ignored Purple. April stared at Purple for a few seconds with a scarce feeling of anger and then turned to Leo.

“Maybe we should take around more missions, Leo” Donnie said slightly peering his view to the blue turtle. “It makes sense” Donnie added, Michelangelo walked next to Donnie and excitedly supported Don’s argument, “Yeah! The best training he could have” he waved his hands in a sort of ninja-y way “with the ~ninjas~”.

Leo responded, “No way, it’s too dangerous”. “What if something happens to her?” Raph asked while pointing at April.

A sudden wave of pain took over April’s head. She winced at the pain and grabbed her head with her hands, “Ugh! My head..” the pain stopped and she looked at the turtles, “Guys, I think there’s someone watching us” she said with a serious tone, “Right. Over. There!” she pointed at a place in the distance, there was a dark silhouette of a mysterious man with a hat.

“Get him!” four of the turtles yelled in unison. Purple looked confused “Wait what now?”.

They all ran to the border of the building and Leonardo took out his grappling hook, “Grappling hooks!” he shouted and everyone took their trapping hooks out. They shot the hooks to a nearby building and used them to go over to the other building.

Purple clicked a few buttons on his tech bracelet and a flying device came out of his battle shell with a soft whoosh.

April went behind them trying to mimic what this world’s turtles just did, but she failed. “Ughh! Stupid grappling hook!”. When she managed to make it work she accidentally hit Purple’s battle shell causing the flying engine to break.

Oh fuck! What do I do!?

The turtles looked behind them as they heard a shout, and saw Purple start to fall.

“Purple!” Mikey yelled running towards the edge of the building and stopping quickly to not fall as well.

Purple moved his bō staff quickly and started spinning it. He hoped this would work. The purple markings on his arms and legs turned in a soft light before a blinding magenta light emerged. Rocket-like mechanisms attached to his staff were created out of thin air and they propelled Purple to the air and he fell gracefully on the building in which the other turtles were standing.

Donnie stood astonished by what Purple had just done.

Purple gasped for air almost panting. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.

“Are you alright Purple? Are you listening to me?” Leo’s voice felt disconnected, and it almost sounded mumbled to Purple. Using his mystic powers had tired him out. It had been a while since he had used his ninpo, and without his brothers, they were weaker than usual. He kept looking at the floor feeling a slight buzz in his chest due to the recent use of his powers. When everything finally died down he looked up to see Leonardo.

The blue terrapin stared at him with concern, it kind of reminded Purple of Raph’s face when Leo almost killed sacrificed himself to save the world.

“The guy’s getting away Leo! Purple can wait!” Raph yelled next to him which made Purple wince. “Purple can you keep up?” Leo asked quickly. Purple nodded and got up to keep going.

Donnie hung his grappling hook towards the building in which April was standing, he shouted: “April use my rope!”. Behind him Raph mocked him with a squeaky voice before changing to a more serious one, “Purple already slowed us down enough so get April over here, quick!” he jumped off the building.

Donnie extended his arms to catch April, but she jumped over him and went running towards where the others were. Donnie followed along.

“This way! Let’s move people!” Leo shouted, he crouched on the side of the building looking over to where the mysterious man was. The other turtles got close and their eyes turned white, April got nearby and looked down with them. Purple could just stare in awe and curiosity,

Why the hell are their eyes white now? Is it like the ninja mind meld? I shouldn’t ask that right now, maybe later.

In the distance, the man got into an apartment, and they all followed behind.

“It’s quiet, too quiet,” Donatello said resting his side against the wall beside the door. Leo grabbed a sharp object and unlocked the window with it slowly to be quiet, he opened it with stealth and they all entered the building. They turned on their flashlights.

The room was dark and there were a lot of pictures, notes, and paintings on the wall. It was completely disorganized and there were maps and papers just lying on the ground. The place was dirty and held a lot of old antique stuff.

Mikey pointed his flashlight to a wall revealing a handrawn picture of a Kraang. He audibly gasped and backed down accidentally bumping into Donnie who also gasped at the sight of a giant board with pictures, papers, and drawings attached to it. They all stared at the board in awe analyzing everything on it.

“It’s… us,” Donnie said lighting a picture of them on a building. Leo’s face turned serious, “Not just us, pictures of mutants and lots and lots of Kraang”. They kept looking at the board, April noticed a picture of her holding books with a frown, “So what’s will all the creeptastic pictures?”.

Raphael heard a slight crack in the distance and hinted to the others that the mysterious man was in the room, “Well I guess we’ve seen enough here guys, let’s get outta here!”. Purple didn’t catch on. “Why? There’s like a whole board with pictures of you, why would we leave?” Leo bumped his arm into Purple’s, “What was for!?” He scowled at Leo.

Raph took that as a distraction to take the man from the next-door room and use his sai near the man’s throat. He pinned the man to the gray wall of the apartment and grimaced at him. The man grunted, “Don’t hurt me. I’m a friend”, the man tried to make himself look innocent. The red turtle frowned, “Stalker is more like it”.

The man’s eyes reflected fear, but also with trust?

“After all these months I’m finally face to face with the talking ninja turtles, and April O’Neil herself” The man stared at the turtles but noticed a tall figure near them, he didn’t recognize that 5th turtle. He approached Purple, but Leo got quickly in the way grabbing his katana and stood right between them.

“You better start taking pal! What’s with the photos? Who are you?” Leonardo asked seriousness filling both his voice and face. The man answered without any hesitation as Leo’s hand clung tightly to the man's suit, “The name’s Curtsman, I was a journalist on the case of the missing scientist last year, and then I discovered something much bigger”.

Curtsman turned on the lights of the room and threw some papers on the ground. He placed a book on a table and looked at the turtles with seriousness, “The Kraang”, he opened the book to reveal notes, sketches, and pictures. “The alien infiltration is long-lived”.

Curtsman showed ancient hieroglyphics similar to the ones in Egypt pyramids with a human serving a creature resembling a Krang. “Ancient in fact”, he showed more pictures of multiple time periods, all with kraang.

“Kraang have been trying to use mutagen to terraform the earth for thousands of years”. Everyone stared at the book with different kinds of emotions. Raph grimaced at its sight, meanwhile, Leo, Mikey, and April kept neutral faces. Donnie raised an invisible eyebrow at it. Purple just looked terrified, in his universe the kraang had done some really and stuff, he didn’t want that to happen here.

The kraang? No no no no, they’re not here calm yourself down Do-Purple! They're not here. breathe in, breathe out.

Curtsman’s voice brought Purple back to reality, “but they couldn’t use the mutagen in our universe without a chain of human DNA, they spent millennia capturing people, shaping humankind’s genetic code, until finally…”. Curtsman revealed a picture of April as a baby. April looked at it in confusion, “That’s me”.

Curtsman placed the picture of the book once again, “Your mother was taken by the kraang before you were born, then she was experimented on”, Curtsman closed the book.

April stared at him in awe surprised by the information that was just given to her “My mom?”. Curtsman turned to face April, “That’s why you’re so special April, your DNA can perfect the mutagen in this dimension”. They all turned to April and Donnie gasped. She backed down and grabbed her head “I-I think I need to sit down”, she said in her soft voice. Donatello held her by the arm to avoid her falling to the floor.

Three Kraang bodysuits entered the room with guns, they kicked the door open and held their aim at the turtles and April. “They’ve found me! I don’t know how, but they found me!”, Curtsman gasped and backed down.

One of the kraang spoke, “Kraang, the human known as ‘Curtsman’ has allied himself with the ones known as the turtles who are turtles”, the kraang said with a robotic monotone voice. Another kraang spoke, “Kraang, disintegrate first, capture for interrogation and future uses”.

The kraang began shooting various pinkish purple lasers at the turtles and April. Everyone dodged the lasers except for Purple who used his ninpo to make a barrier.

Raphael launched himself towards one of the kraang pinning him to a corner, but getting his attack taken advantage of. The red turtle grimaced as he stared the the ground using all his force to stop the kraang from beating him up. He searched for all solutions and quickly decided to kick the kraang on the leg with his foot. He flipped the kraang and used his strength to spin him one time and then throw him against a wall.

Mikey dodged lasers while yelling loudly and whimpering. He rolled on a couch to jump off it and jump over some lasers to dodge them. He dodged swiftly, yet clumsily. In one of his dodges, the laser hit a reflective surface and counterattacked the kraang, hitting it and knocking him down.

April cat walked through the floor and hid behind a couch avoiding most combat until a kraang came her way. Donnie got in The way and hit the kraang with his bō before turning his back to help April get up, “I’ll protect you April!”. April looked back at him with anger, “Protect yourself!”, shouted as she got up and walked away from Donnie.

They all dodged and attacked the kraang apart from Purple who stood there frozen.

The blue terrapin beat up kraang, cutting their robotic suits and dodging attacks. He swiftly cut through the air braking cables and other machinery that made up their suits.

The ginger teenager took out her weapon trying to sue it against a laser, but failed miserably as the laser burned her hand and the weapon. “Ugh!” She shouted telling the pain rush through her hand and dropping the weapon. A laser fired at her forcing her to dodge clumsily, until Leo came to save her from a robot that aimed at her face.

He looked at her, “Takes a little practice, April” he said to her before going near the window. She replied sarcastically, “So I’m told!”.

In the distance Donnie yelled, “Retreat”, He shouted as everyone left through the window. Curtsman went to quickly grab his book, “I can't leave without my notebook!”. Lasers fired at him cornering him as he fell back. “No!” he yelled. He suddenly noticed that the fall he was about to stand against was a window and he had just caused his demise. He fell through the air shouting due to fear, but something no- someone saved him.

The feeling of sharp metal could be felt against his ankle, he noticed that the metal was a part of Michelangelo’s nunchucks. Mikey slowly let Curtsman down.

The turtles quietly went down, but April took a while to do so and fell in an inept fashion making a lot of noise. “this way move!” Leonardo commanded.

A gray van stopped next to them, blocking the path out of the alleyway they were standing in. A kraang got out in a silver mech body that in the top revealed the kraang’s slimy body. The mech body had a laser shooter attached to it and legs that resembled the ones of a spider.

The turtles looked at it in fear of it’s next step.