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thdorkmagnet · 28 days ago

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Match Set (Turtle Tots: Before the Rise)

@flufftober 2024 Day 7- Hoodie Weather

Fandom: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Chapter Summary: Just the disaster twins and their matching hoodies.

Duo: Disaster Twins

A/N: You guys have no idea how much I've been wanting to do a Disaster Twins chapter aaaaaaaa!! They are by far my favorite duo and I love them with all my heart and soul!! I would die for these boys ajdklsjfdksljsl

“Make sure you dress warmly, it's going to be chilly out!” Splinter yelled from the TV room.

Leo gasped. A glance over at Donnie and Leo knew he was thinking the same thing. It was tradition, after all.

“Matching hoodies?!” Leo screamed louder than necessary.

“Fine,” Donnie moaned dramatically as if the smile tugging at his lips wasn't super visible to everyone.

Leo cheered and ran to go grab them.

…

Leo and Donnie held hands as they darted from rooftop to rooftop with the rest of their siblings, extra clingy with each other as they proudly displayed their twinness to the world. Leo’s hoodie was a bright pop of blue with bits of purple peaking out in places: the pockets, the drawstring, the lining of the hood. Donnie’s was the inverse of this, mainly purple with small spatterings of blue where it was tasteful.

It fit them perfectly.

An undoubtable matched set and yet, opposite in every way.

Exactly like the disaster twins.

The two moved in perfect sync as they hopped from one landing to the next, taking up the rear of their little party, though they kept arguing about who was leading who. Raph and Mikey mostly ignored them as the two seemed to exist in their own little bubble, jumping from one train of thought to the next with seemingly no rhyme or reason, telling inside jokes that only the two of them would catch, the whole works. The two were operating on a different wavelength from the rest of the world right now, although Donnie would dispute calling it “twin sense” with every fiber of his being.

The two were so caught up in each other that they nearly ran straight into Raph’s back when he came to an abrupt stop. The snapper gave them a perplexed look over his shoulder but the twins just stared back blankly. “We’re here,” he said and they quickly moved to the edge of the roof to see. It was a little corner store that the turtles had raided for supplies plenty of times in the past, Leo’s eyes lighting up when he saw the display window.

“Oh! Oh! They got blue and purple backpacks, Dee! We should totally buy those!”

Donnie tapped a finger to his chin, thinking, though there was a tug of a smile on his lips indicating he was already on board. “Hmmm, it could be useful to have. And it does match my hoodie…”

“Plus, twwwwinnns,” Leo added with a charismatic lean closer.

The smile spread across Donnie’s entire face now and he nodded. “Alright, you’ve convinced me.”

“Yes!” Leo exclaimed and Mikey hopped up and down excitedly.

“Oooh, me too, me too!”

Donnie squinted down at the display window. “It looks like they don't have it in orange, Michael.”

“Awwww, boo.”

“Well it doesn't matter because Pops didn't give us enough money for backpacks anyways,” Raph suddenly stated, rifling through an old, beat up wallet.

Now all three boys were booing, giving their big brother disapproving thumbs down.

“Well he didn't!” Raph cried indignantly, frowning to himself.

However, Leo’s spirits weren’t one to be dampened so easily, suggesting with a mischievous smile, “We could always pay them back later.” He looked to Raph as he said it, giving him his most charming and persuasive grin.

Raph nodded, agreeing a lot faster than expected, “Okay, I’ll allow it.”

“But isn't that considered stealing?” Mikey, the resident moral compass, asked.

Now it was Donnie's turn to smirk, a look nearly identical to his twin's as he stated with his own unique brand of charisma, “Only if you get caught.”

…

It was much warmer in the little shop than outside, but neither Leo or Donnie made any move to remove their hoodies, even as Raph and Mikey took off theirs. Instead, the slider bolted for the clothing section, his twin fast on his heels. Mikey went to check out the toy aisle for anything new, leaving Raph to (once again) pick up the supplies they were actually there for. The snapper sighed once and started loading up on groceries because someone had to make sure they had food to eat… even if he kinda wanted to check out the toys too.

There was actually a pretty decent selection of backpacks available and while looking for the ones Leo had spotted in the window, the blue turtle came across something even more amazing.

The slider gasped loud, latching onto his twin’s arm in an iron grip. “Donnie! Donnie!” he shouted despite being side by side, shaking the poor softshell relentlessly in his excitement.

Donnie, agitated by the violent shaking, snapped loud, “Okay, okay! I’m right here! You can stop!”

The slider did but only so he could drag him closer and point to what exactly had caught his eye. “They have unicorn backpacks!” he said wistfully, eyes practically twinkling in wonder.

“Fascinating,” Donnie said, dry, trying to pry his brother’s fingers loose.

“We have to get them!” Leo was practically vibrating in joy, even as his twin stayed stiff in his grip.

“Absolutely not,” the softshell snapped, finally managing to free his arm.

That made Leo snap out of his fantasy and straight back to reality, turning to Donnie with a pout. “Whaaaat, but whhhhyy?” he whined incessantly, hoping to guilt his twin into agreeing.

But Donnie stood his ground, not so easily swayed by Leo's manipulations. “I agreed to a set of backpacks in both purple and blue. Not unicorn themed garbage.”

“It’s not garbage!” Leo snapped back, jumping on the offensive. “And look-” He snatched up two backpacks from the display shelf, holding them up for his brother to see. “They still come in purple and blue. So what’s the problem?”

“The problem is I don’t wanna be seen wearing unicorns on my back, for pizza’s sake!” Donnie huffed, exasperated.

“Oh, come on! Who’s gonna even see you? April?”

“Yes! And don’t want to make her think I like this stuff!”

Leo rolled his eyes. “She already knows you're a nerd, it’s not like you can get any lamer.”

Donnie huffed and pulled his own backpacks off the shelf. “Well then how about we just get these, instead?” The pair in question were covered in algebraic formulas and symbols and Leo instantly wrinkled his nose in disgust.

“Ew, gross! No way! Keep your nerd stuff away from me.” He took a harrowing step backwards as if just being that close would infect him with cringe.

“But they have them in our colors, so what's the problem?” Donnie mocked, using Leo’s own words against him.

Leo frowned, giving his twin a challenging glare which Donnie met with his own. “It was my idea, I should get to pick.”

“Your logic is flawed.”

“No it's not! You're just not being fair!”

The stare down continued, both far too stubborn to admit defeat, twin telepathy on full blast as they silently dared each other, ‘You break first!’

“Why don't you both just get the ones you want and not fight about it?” Raph suggested, sounding completely exasperated.

“Because then we wouldn't be matching?!” Leo shouted like it was obvious.

“Duh, that's the whole point, Raph,” Donnie added, the two oh so quick to gang up on their big brother, even mid-fight with each other.

Raph sighs deep before snapping an order at the two. “Then how about you ditch the backpacks for a minute and actually help me get what we came here for!”

“Fine,” the twins groaned as one, shooting each other one last lingering glare.

Only there's a rattle at the front door and all four sets of eyes swerve in that direction, pupils wide and afraid. The store owner stands just outside, looking tired, cold, and miserable as he slits the key into the lock. The twins seize up in panic when they hear the click, frozen like deers in headlights.

As the door swings open, the man's loud grumbling fills the space, putting the boys impossibly more on edge. “-making me do inventory this time of- what the?” The man's eyes immediately zero in on Leo and Donnie and there's a flash of confusion. The twins' faces go about six shades paler. This guy was a lot bigger than he looked from the rooftops.

Leo offers his best disarming smile but it comes out too much like a grimace to be all that effective.

It doesn't take long for the man to put two and two together- especially with the incriminating evidence of a backpack in each hand- and suddenly he's glaring hatefully at the pair. “Why you little thieves! You got a lot of nerve tryin to steal from Victor Bytes!”

Realizing his mistake, Leo tossed the backpacks away, Donnie quick to do the same, both frantically shuffling backwards till they hit a wall. “We- We were gonna pay you back later,” Leo tries to plead in a near quiver, taking a protective stance in front of his twin.

“Yeah, sure you were!” The guy snaps, disbelief and hateful spite dripping from every word. “Nice try but I wasn't born yesterday!” He starts rolling up his sleeve, stomping towards the two with malicious intent. “I think someone needs to teach you brats a lesson!”

It was then that Raph darts out from between two aisles, flinging the large bag of groceries as hard as he can at the guy and roaring, “Hot Soooouup!”

The bag hits the shopkeep with enough force to fully knock him off his feet, the thin paper ripping down the middle and sending an explosion of food tumbling. The man is left dazed and disoriented for a moment, laying in a pile of crushed produce.

It was all the advantage the boys need, Raph yelling over his shoulder, “Go!”

Leo and Donnie don’t have to be told twice, racing for the back door. Raph headed that way as well, pausing only to scoop Mikey up on his way out, the little box turtle tucked away in his shell the moment the shopkeep had entered.

The human manages to struggle to his feet, spotting the four escaping figures and shouting, “HEY! Get back here you little punks!”

The back door still hangs open from when they’d all broken in, letting the four slip from the store’s warm central heating to the frigid New York City air in a matter of seconds. Raph and Mikey run one way, so Leo and Donnie run the other, escaping deeper into the dark alley. For whatever reason, the man chaseq after the twins instead of their elder and younger brothers, yelling obscenely as he pursues them with all he's worth. He was far more out of shape compared to the two tots, but was quickly shortening the distance thanks to his height advantage.

Luckily, there's a metal fence ahead dividing the alley in half, with just enough room for the two small turtles to squeeze through if they suck in a breath. Donnie goes first, making it through with no issue. But when it came Leo’s turn…

His sleeve catches on something sharp, bringing him to a staggered halt. He yelps, tugging his arm desperately in the hopes of wiggling loose. Donnie instantly turns to check on his twin when he hears the scream, only for his heart to plummet when Leo looks back at him with scared, watery eyes. “I'm stuck!”

Donnie is at his twin's side in half a second, fiddling with the caught sleeve, trying to pry it loose but the thing isn't budging! “Take it off!” Donnie shouts, voice shrill with fear.

But Leo stubbornly shakes his head. “No!”

“Leo-” Donnie starts to scold only for something to grab his brother tight by the wrist.

Leo cries out in fear, both boys looking up at the now grinning face of the shopkeep. “Got you now, you little brat!”

He starts to drag Leo back through the fence, so Donnie wraps both arms around Leo’s waist and digs in his heels, fighting with all he's worth against the much stronger grip of the adult man. Inch by horrible inch, Leo is tugged ever closer to his fate, so Donnie just grits his teeth and digs his heels in deeper.

“No, let me go!” Leo shouts, completely hysterical at this point, and kicks the fence as hard as he could.

It startles the man, grip loosening for a single instant. And Donnie, fueled by love and impossible desperation, pulls Leo with strength he didn't know existed, something tearing loose and sending the two sprawling to the ground.

Donnie is back on his feet quick, dragging Leo behind him as the angry shopkeeper shouts obscene threats at their retreating backs.

The two run until the voice long fades into the background, ducking into the nearest manhole the moment they were sure they hadn't been followed.

Once on solid ground again, the pair doubled over, panting and gasping for air, their heartbeats a loud, thunderous roar against their eardrums. “What was that, Leo?!” Donnie hissed, shooting his twin a sharp glare. “Why didn't you take off the stupid hoodie so we could-”

But then Donnie noticed Leo curled over his arm with a miserable frown and the anger died on his tongue. "Are you hurt anywhere?” he asked softly, accessing his brother for any noticeable injuries.

Leo shook his head, uncurling enough so Donnie could see his sleeve. “It ripped,” he said sadly, poking a finger into the quite sizable hole.

“Oh.” Donnie inwardly sighed in relief that Leo wasn't hurt physically. Only he was hurt mentally and that was much, much harder for Donnie to fix on his own. He shuffled awkwardly for what was probably too long of a moment, trying to cobble together something soothing to say. He finally settled on, “Well, it doesn't look that bad. I'm sure we can get it stitched back up.”

“But then we won't match!” Leo shouted, sounding really torn up about it.

And the thing was, Donnie understood why.

He knew how much Leo loved matching with him, because Donnie liked matching with Leo, just as much. Maybe even more.

Honestly, it had never even occurred to him just how much it mattered until now.

But it did matter.

So much.

As cheesy as it was, wearing those hoodies around had been their way of physically proving they were twins. That they belonged together. That even if they fought or argued or made each other mad that they still choose each other as their other half.

So to see that symbol of their bond severed in such a way… yeah it was pretty upsetting for him too if he was being honest.

It was so important to Leo he’d risked capture over losing this incredibly valuable piece of their connection.

For a moment Donnie just stared at his twin brother. And stared and stared and stared.

Then he turned on his heels and marched straight over to the nearest trash pile littering the sewer tunnel, Leo just watching in growing confusion. He dug around a bit before pulling out the sharpest object he could find, using it to slice through the sleeve of his hoodie.

“Wha- Donnie!” Leo squeaked, rushing to check on his genius brother, who it seemed had completely lost his mind.

But Donnie just gently grabbed his wrist and guided his arm till it was side by side with his, showing off the two identical rips in the arms of their hoodies. “Now we match again. Happy?”

Leo blinked, eyes flickering between the two torn holes in disbelief. But his bewilderment soon turned to giggles, laughing at the complete absurdity of such a ridiculous solution. He pressed his head against Donnie’s shoulder and his twin released his hand to give him a proper hug. “Weirdo,” Leo teased, voice warm with affection.

Donnie rolled his eyes but smiled. “Better a weirdo than a dumdum,” he said, equally as fond, rubbing a hand up and down Leo’s carapace the way he knew he liked.

That made Leo laugh harder and cling just a little bit closer. Donnie felt his chest warm, though he wouldn’t admit it out loud. And then because he maybe wanted to make Leo even happier, he offered, “Do you want to sneak back in later and steal those unicorn backpacks as revenge?”

Leo abruptly broke off the hug so he could grin mischievously at his twin. “Heck yes!”

Donnie smirked back, knowing without any kind of mirror that it was a perfect match to Leo’s.

Exactly as it should be.

A/N: For anyone wondering the shopkeep was based off Vic aka Spider Bytez from the 2012 series (or at least that's what I know him from since it's the only other series I've seen) I thought he fit the role pretty well though his design I imagine being a lot different to better fit the Rise style. And y'know he doesn't turn into a spider mutant *ahem*

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sunsetsandsunshine · 2 years ago

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~ Ticklish Twins ~

HIII! SORRY FOR THE DELAY YOU GUYS! I HAD TO CATCH UP ON SOME LATE ASSIGNMENTS- BUT IT’S ALL GOOD NOW!

Ler’s: Donnie🐢💜, Leo🐢💙

Lee’s: Donnie🐢💜, Leo🐢💙

Warnings: None :)

Summary: Ever since Leo and Donnie were little, they always argued over who was the older twin, which caused lots of fights throughout the years. But now Leo, being the smartest of the two (obviously), has a solution on how they could settle this once and for all…

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“Nardo! Give me back my book!”

“Oh what? You mean this book?” Leo grinned, examining the book he “stole” from Donnie, who was desperately trying to get it back. It was around evening and the two twins were sitting on the couch in the living room, earlier making a deal with each other that they wouldn’t bother one another unless it was important. Which Leo definitely did not keep. But what did Donnie expect?

The two were wearing they’re signature sweatshirts, Donnie’s purple while Leo’s was blue. Now, originally, Donnie was going to get back into reading more advanced books, after the Invasion, lots of places were closed including the library. And if you knew Donatello you knew that he absolutely despised novels online. Sure, it makes the book you’re looking for easier to find, but it eliminates the whole purpose of getting a book itself, like actually in your hands.

So now with stores finally opening up again, Donnie was able to purchase a book! But he didn’t even make it through the first chapter- let alone the first page as Leo swiped it from his hands.

“Oh, come on, little bro. I was just poking fun!” Leo smiled, giving Donnie back his book that the softshell snatched out of his hands, glaring. Leo relaxed on the couch and pulled out his phone from his pocket; starting to watch YouTube videos on it. “I’m older than you, dipsit.” Donnie said, putting his book to the side and straightening his posture, which he only did when he was going to go really in depth with something…eugh boy.

“Pfft- since when?” Leo asked before Donnie could go into a 39 hour rant on how much he was right and how much Leo was wrong (he’s speaking from experience). “Since always! Were you not listening to Draxum’s 3 hour long summary on how he found us?” Donnie asked. Leo rolled his eyes, putting his phone on the arm of the couch. “Nope!” Leo said, making an exaggerated pop noise at the end of it.

“Wait! I have an idea!” Leo beamed, clapping his hands together and turning to Donnie completely. “You…have an idea?” Donnie repeated, examining the person in front of him to make sure his twin didn’t get abducted by some aliens or something like that. Because when Leo has ideas, which is rare, they never turn out good- like…ever.

Donnie sighed, pinching the space between his eyes and nose before looking back up at Leo, face. “Enlighten me, brother.” Leo grinned, tightening his mask on his head, while turning to Donnie fully.

“Let’s compete! We’ll have a tickle fight on it. Winner is the older twin.” Leo smiled, grinning at the absolute genius idea and grinned only wider as he saw the evident nervousness on his soon-to-be-already-is-younger brothers’ face.

“I am not doing that.” Donnie said, crossing his arms; trying his absolute best not to sound nervous as he did so. Leo’s grin only widened at the softshell’s response, slowly inching closer to Donnie wiggling his fingers. “Aw~! But why? Is it because you're too ticklish for it? Is that it, Dee?” He teased, poking Donnie’s sides causing his purple-loving twin to squirm in his seat. “Is the Great Donatello Von Ryan too ticklish for this~?” Leo said, chuckling when he saw his brother’s cheeks flush a bit.

“Oho gi- gihive me a break. Everyone knohows that you're the mohohost ticklish out of all of us.” Donnie said, wanting to punch himself in the face for laughing at Leo’s wiggling fingers. Speaking of Leo’s fingers, they were scaringly inching closer and closer to his sides…

“Well you’re gonna have to prove me wrong on that one, Tello!” Leo laughed, practically launching himself onto Donnie as he scattered and scratched along his sides. The softshell put both his hands over his mouth, determined to not laugh at. all. Because, has this tactic worked? Covering his mouth so he doesn’t erupt into laughter? No. No, it hasn’t. But oh well- Donnie was desperate and desperate times called for desperate measures.

“Oho my gOHOD stAhAh- PFFT- STAHA! GeHet OOHOFF!” Donnie cackled, his laughter sounding muffled against his hand as he kicked his feet. “Nope! None of that, you know better, Tickle-Tello!” Leo teased, removing Donnie’s hands from over his mouth as he kneaded his upper thighs.

“NAHAHA! LEEHEEHEEO! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHERE!” Donnie squealed, hugging his middles and trying to squirm away from his sibling, Leo absolutely beamed at the reaction. “No can do, Don! Just admit it! I’m the older twin!” Leo grinned, now doing a whole spider maneuver with his fingers on Donnie’s neck, which caused his purple loving sibling to crunch up his shoulders and do a high pitched squeal, almost like a 6 year-old girl, or worse…Mikey.

The sound startled Leo- who drawed his hands back and after a couple seconds descended into small snickers. “Woah, I’ve never heard that noise before~!” Leo laughed, going back to gently tickling Donnie’s neck where he squealed; gleeful at the reaction he just received and wanted more.

“SHUHUT IHIT. YOHOU HEHEHEARD NOHOHOTHING!” Donnie yelled, pushing at Leo’s arms but the red eared slider did not budge even an inch. Leo went to the extra ticklish spot on Donnie’s neck earning another high pitched squeal from his scientist brother. “Oho, really? That cute little shriek of yours doesn’t sound like ‘nothing’ to me, Don-Don~!” Leo smiled, not only because he was 100% sure he’s got this in the barn but he was also smiling because he was spending some quality tickle time with his favorite twin (his only twin- but still), win-win!

“Just say I’m the older twin and I’ll stop, Tello~!” Leo said, now gently tracing the sides of Donnie’s shell. And if you weren’t in the room at this exact moment, you probably would have thought the soft shell got stabbed- or even killed! Donnie absolutely screamed as Leo started poking and prodding his sensitive softshell. Leo really wanted this “Older Twin” title huh? Going for his shell?! Oh this man is playing straight up fucking dirty.

“NOHOHO! NOHO *hic* NAHAT THEHE SHEHELL! LEEHEEHEEO PLEHEHEASE!” Donnie cried, trying to kick Leo off of him but the blue banded turtle stayed on Donnie’s waist, making sure the two didn’t fall off of the couch but also making sure to tickle the absolute hell out of Donnie so he can claim the Older Twin title.

“Awh! There’s a little design of your shell that has a heart! That’s so cute! You don’t mind me taking a closer look at it, do you?” Leo smiled, not even waiting for Donnie to answer as he traced over the heart design on Donnie, as the softshell descended into more squeaky cackles. “NAHAHA! NAHARDO *hic* DOHOHON’T! IHIT’S SOHO *hic* BAHAD THEHERE!” Donnie cried, still trying to squirm away. Now Donnie is really really starting to regret leaving his battle-shell in his room.

“You’re not even fully fighting back like you normally do, Don. You must reaaaaally like this, huh?” Leo teased, going back to poking different parts of the side of Donnie’s shell. Donnie didn’t respond but just wheezed with laughter as he twisted and turned trying to get Leo off of him.

“MIHIHICHAEL! RAHAPH! REEHEEHEE! HEHEHEHEHELP!” Donnie yelled, trying to be as loud as he could to get saved or something. Which… probably won’t happen because it’s just him and Leo in the lair as of right now. The others were running errands around the city. Worth a shot…

“Uh uh! This is a fight between you and me, mi hermano~!” Leo smiled, blowing a raspberry on the softshell turtles’ neck while still tickling the sides of his shell. Donnie gasped at the new sudden unexpected sensation at his neck, his laughter starting to sound hiccupy. Donnie pushed on Leo’s plastron trying to break free from his grasp.

“NAHAHAH! NAHA- *hic* NAHARDO!” Donnie squealed. “Dooonnniiieeee~” Leo teased, mimicking his twins cry, sitting up but now hovering his hands over Donnie’s stomach, wiggling his fingers.

“Hmm…I feel like TummyTello is feeling a tad bit left out from all this tickling, don’t you?” Leo asked, not to Donnie in particular though, the softshell knew he didn’t really have a say in this matter anymore. But Donnie couldn’t take anymore and completely PANICKED.

Donnie suddenly kicked Leo in the foot, causing both of the twins to fall off of the couch, but Donnie, being quick on his feet, was able to take the upper hand as he went on top of Leo. He pinned Leo’s arms above his head as he straddled his waist, the slider squirmed under Donnie, not liking how quickly the tables had turned.

“Ahahany lahast words, Nardo?” Donnie smiled, still giggling from the attack from Leo but happy he was able to get the upper hand as of right now. And seeing how quickly his brothers’ cockiness and smugness faded made Donnie feel even more victorious.

Donnie didn’t waste any time and immediately started kneading Leo’s knees, a well-known death spot for him. Donnie smiled as the slider threw his head back letting out squeaky cackles, snorting every now and again as his legs stomped on the floor. “DEEHEEHEE! NOHO WAHAHAIT! PLEHEHEASE *snort* IHIT TIHIHICKLES!”

“Ohmigosh…really? I didn’t notice.” Donnie said sarcastically, suddenly stopping to give his brother a breather. Leo groaned throughout his laughs, glaring at his twin who just smiled innocently at him. “So~! Ready to admit the inevitable?”

Leo narrowed his eyes at his twin, oh he thinks he’s so smart. Well Leo’s not giving up that easily. “I already did! I’m older than you, remember?” Leo grinned as Donnie only chuckled, not saying anything.

Donnie started scribbling his fingers on Leo's side, causing the slider to giggle a bit and lightly kick his feet. “Ahare yohou even trying to tickle me?” Leo asked, knowing that was probably the wrong thing to ask and couldn't help himself. Donnie sighed, now scribbling his fingers in Leo’s belly. “Oh Nardo, Nardo, Nardo…my dearest and dumb twin…”

“I know something you don’t and the position you're in right now makes that extremely unfortunate for you.” Donnie smiled as if he wasn’t being absolutely evil. Leo swears- Donnie is scary just being himself but once your at the mercy of his tickly hands he’s terrifying. “Whahahat ahare yohou tahalking about…?” Leo asked. But as soon as he did Donnie started nibbling his stomach, making hilarious noises that had Leo in stitches.

“AHAHA *snort* AHAHAHA WAHAHAIT!” Leo screamed, because if anything, Leo thought Donnie was going to abuse his knees again- not start nibbling at his stomach. He wasn’t prepared for this whole new ticklish sensation on his belly! This was completely unbearable…and the little “nom-ing” noises Donnie was making did not help. Guess Donnie took notes on where Leo was ticklish and how to tickle him there.

Or he just asked Raph, since he gives ticklish nibbles to him all of the time.

“TEHEHELLOHOHO! NAHAHAT *snort* THOHOSE!” Leo cried, he tried to kick Donnie off of him which only caused the softshell turtle to nibble at his tummy more softly. Obviously causing his brothers' laughter to increase. “Donnie said no, no, no~” Donnie playfully said, holding Leo’s arms up higher and holding on tighter, laughing as Leo’s laughter increased in volume.

“Oh, I bet that tickles, doesn’t it Lee?” Donnie chuckled, and only laughed harder when he saw Leo shake his head and stomped his feet on the floor. Leo couldn’t take it anymore.

It tickled too much. Leo can’t even defend himself, which automatically makes this extremely unfair! So much for being the older twin, I guess…

“OKAHAHAY! OKAHAY! *snort* YOHOHU’RE OHOHOLDER! *snort* YOHOU’RE OHOHOLDER!!!” Leo screamed. Oh dear pizza supreme in the sky, he was never gonna live this down. But to be fair, admitting being the younger twin is WAY better than dying by Donnie’s tickling hands, that’s for sure…even if Leo’s pride would be a tiny bit damaged after this.

“Sorry, what was that? I couldn’t quite hear you…” Donnie smiled, still nibbling at Leo’s stomach; which some might call mean- or even evil considering the slider already practically screamed bloody murder about freaking FINALLY admitting Donnie was older than him. But the scientist needs to make sure his little ticklish brother understands

“YOHOU’RE THEHE *snort* OHOHOLDER TWIHIHIN!”

“Nardo, you’re gonna have to speak up~! I can’t hear you.”

“DOHOHONNIE *snort* IHI SWEHEHEAR!”

“Alright, alright! No need to scream!” Donnie chuckled, getting off of Leo and crossing his arms triumphantly. Leo glared at him, puffing his cheeks out, pouting. “That was so unfair…” Leo whined, sitting up and sitting next to Donnie on the floor. Donnie looked at Leo and chuckled, raising his left eyebrow in amusement. “You’re the one that wanted it to be a tickle fight, idiot.”

“Yeah! I know that! But I thought I would win!” Leo whined more loudly, slumping his entire body on Donnie’s lap. Donnie only chuckled, pulling Leo in closer, hugging them. “It’s not my fault you're a walking tickle spot.” Donnie argued.

Leo got up from his lap and crossed his arms, copying Donnie. “I am SO not! YOU PINNED MY ARMS UP! I COULDN’T DEFEND MYSELF!” Leo yelled which only caused the older of the two to snicker at the complaint. “Sounds like a walking tickle spot to me, still…” Leo rolled his eyes, sitting next to Donnie and resting his head on his shoulder as the two held hands, enjoying each other's company.

“You…do know that if you won I’d still be older, right?” Donnie said, looking back to Leo who only wetly chuckled. “Pfft- I know that, Dee…” The slider said, because it was true, Donnie was older than Leo- by a month. After Draxum got accepted into the family, he had told them the WHOLE story on how he got them, including they’re exact ages.

“But it’s just that…”

“It’s just what?”

“I just…missed this…messing around with you and stuff. After the Invasion, it hasn’t been the same, y’know?” Leo said, rubbing his fingers together trying to figure out the right words to say. “And I dunno, this might sound stupid but these moments with you are really fun…”

Donnie looked at Leo before smiling softly, giving him a hug and resting his chin on the top of Leo’s head as he melted into the embrace. “As it is true, you and I will not live on this Earth forever…knowing that, it is important to enjoy our time here while it lasts. And I’d not have anyone else other than you and our family and close friends spending that time with.” Donnie smiled, now both of them hugging each other and enjoying one another’s company.

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THE DISASTER TWINS!!!

THE MIDNIGHT DUO!!!

THEY HAVE MY HEARRRRT I LOVE THEM 💜💙

Also, yes I’m an Older Donnie Twin Truther fight me 🤪😤 /j /lh

#Disaster Twins my beloved #Also I wanna make clear this isn’t an attack to the Older Twin Leo Truthers out there #This is just a HC I have #If u think Leo is older #Cool! I got no problem with that #We can respect each others HC’s and HOPEFULLY not start a war 😅🫡🫡🫡#Like they HAD to have had a tickle fight to determine which of them was older #it just makes sense #AHHHH #Hope u guys liked this one; it was fun writing #rottmnt tickle #rottmnt tickle fic #tmnt tickle #disaster twins tickling #Lee!Donnie #Lee!Leo #Ler!Donnie #Ler!Leo

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