#Raising A Tello AU

[bringingourrealitys2life]

Raising a Tello (A03 Link)

After the events of “A Big Blowout”, the turtles agree to assist Bishop in cleansing the city of what’s left of Kraang chemicals and tech before any unsuspecting humans can stumble upon it. Along the way, they come upon a hidden base that isn’t as empty as it should have been, and obviously, battle ensues.

Other than Donnie getting knocked into a table of the Kraangs’ latest experiment, it goes without incident, and the brothers return to the lair, mission successful! Eager to examine his alien prizes before handing them over to the Utrom, Donnie disappears into his lab, and his brothers head to bed. Everything is normal…

…Until it isn’t.

Screams awaken the lair, and frantic brothers follow them, horrified to find an infant Donatello sobbing his heart out on the lab floor.

Several hours later, Bishop reports that they might be able to reverse the change, but there will be no way to return the lost memories. And so, the brothers are faced with a tough choice.

Introduce a stranger, or raise a brother.

Well…

How hard could child care really be?

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(“These” sounds like more than one cup, so- box of them)

He’s a little shy, but very grateful!

Despite barely being able to voice a stammered “Th-thank you” and dashing back to their sides at the first opportunity that presented itself, they couldn’t get Donnie to shut up after he returned.

“She’s the nicest turtle girl I’ve ever met!”

“She’s the only turtle girl you’ve ever met.” Raph chided as he took the box, letting Mikey rummage through it. Donnie was not to be deterred. “Which makes her the nicest!”

“Do we drink it?” Mikey asked eagerly. Raph rolled his eyes. “It’s some kind of competition. Do you wanna get poisoned?”

“Awe.” Mikey set it back down as Donnie argued, “No, she’s too nice for that! She would never ever poison anyone! Wasn’t she nice, Leo?”

“Yeah. Nice.” Leo muttered absently as he searched the crowd for the missing child, his mind on the devices on her neck and ankle. He wondered if the person responsible for putting them there is nearby.

He slowly collected his younger brother into his arms, tearing his gaze from the crowd. “Let’s… Let’s just focus on the fashion show.”

“Alright.” Donnie consented with a subtle disappointment as Mikey chimed in, “Oh, I found the perfect thing!”

Leo and Raph exchanged a silent look, sharing in a mutual agreement to keep a closer eye on their youngest brother. They didn’t know who was out there and they didn’t want to find out.

“Come on.” Leo brought a smile to his face. “Let’s go see what getup Mikey dug up this time.”

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Finding Home: (#finding home au)

Summary: Leo was dropped and left behind when Lou Jitsu escaped Draxum's lab. He was then raised by Draxum and Big Mama- finding a name for himself in the battle nexus to prove himself worthy to Draxum

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10 (WIP)

Galileo

Kraang Leo: (#k!leo au)

Summary: Leo faces off against Prime in the prison dimension and gets infected, and while he regained control of his mind, his healing journey has only just begun

Fic Link

Two Shades of Blue: (tag: #rise2012crossover)

Summary: Leon accidentally portals himself to the 2012 universe in a moment of panic and has to learn to love himself to get home

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23

Extra Content below the cut:

Lonely Leo: Leo is kidnapped by Draxum as a kid. Five years later, he escapes, but believes he needs to redeem himself before he can go back home

Main Post, Fanfic, AU Tag

Shadow Leo: Leo is hit by a crystal that curses him to become part of the shadows. He lives in Donnie's shadow until the invasion

Main Post, AU Tag

Animatics

2 Arms Left: Since I Saw Vienna, Jubilee Line, Say It (Itte), First Train and Kafka, Saturn

Other: Devil Town v2, Fireworks Beneath my Shoes (Swanatello), Saline Solution (Death Wish), Angel Eyes and Basketball (Death Wish)

Animations

2AL Mindscape, Future Leo and Little Leo, CAS Casey, CAS Uncle Tello, Donnie (unfinished), Gemini Twins

Stickers!!

AroAce Future Leo, Leo holding a Pride flag, Undercooked Leo, TSOB expressions

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Rottmnt Masterpost

Here's a list of all my different things. I've realized I have a lot of stuff that kind of gets lost in the shuffle of everything.

#non turtle art and #reblogging myself are where you can find my other art.

Also, I do have a RedBubble shop in case you're interested!

Family Connection AU

This my own au of what happens after the events of the movie. It's only been a few days following the invasion and everyone still has a ways to go to recovery. During this time Mikey starts being able to see and communicate with the Hamato ghosts of Casey Jr's future timeline versions of themselves.

Flares

Flares Bonus

Eventually

Chapter 1

Chapter 2: Part 1

Chapter 2: Part 2

Chapter 2: Part 3

Extra

Future Leo and other sillies

Future Donnie Design

Future Donnie Updated Design (2024)

Mikey's initial response to the ghosts

Future Donnie finds out about the Present Donnie becoming a spaceship

Baby Casey Jr Things

(I feel all my bad future stuff belongs with my au)

Get Dadded Leo

Get Dadded Leo Bonus

Baby and Uncles 1, 2, 3

Redraw of Baby and Uncles

He Tiny

Death of Cassandra Jones

Mama Casey

Future Donnie (Uncle Tello) doodles 1, 2

Squish the (face) Baby Cheeks

April Fool's Day

Chaotic Uncle Donnie

The future kiddies

Asks involving future versions

Donnie has been given Uranium

Donnie was given Uranium: The Sequel

Donnie being bribed for a hug

Donnie possibly stealing nuclear launch codes

Meow meow meow

Other People's AU

Cass' Apocalyptic Series

Baby Mutant Casey

Between the Raindrops Animatic

Emotional Damage Crit Shot

Peepaw Multiverse

Freshly Tramatized

Peepaws Get Wrecked

Other

thegunnsara's future Mikey design

burgersaucee's adventuring in babysitting, but it's the apocalypse

Mutant Mayhem x Rise

Donnie

Leo

Mikey

Raph

The whole fam meeting their Rise counterparts

One Shot Comics

Who's Older (Disaster Twins)

Watch Your Language (Brains and Brawn Duo)

Donnie's Social Tolerance (Brains and Brawn Duo)

What If Mikey Just Picked Raph Up? (Sunset Duo)

Raise Your Standards, Leo! (Baja Blast Duo)

Don't Mess With Mikey(Smarts and Crafts Duo)

Raph Knows (Raph Centric featuring Draxum)

Raph Meets Princess Peach

That's Not How Food Allergies Work (Raph Leo Duo)

Everything Else (I think)

#color palette challenge

Baby Raph AU

Local turtle Dad and his teenage self

Memes

In your fit art challenge

First sketchbook doodles

They share a voice actor

Find the Keyblade

Shadows tutorial

Yoshi/Lou/Splinter "I was today years old when I became a father" Jitsu/Hamato: 1, 2

Volatile Raph

[imagionationstation]

Incorrect Raising A Tello AU QUOTE

Karai: -the target is a real fierce warrior and I can’t do it alone.

Leo: I’m out of the rebel game.

Karai: You got something better going on in this dumpy old place?

Leo: I’ll have you know that I’m a crucial member of this ninja team and I have loads of terribly important responsibilities-!

3-year-old Donnie: *appears* I WANT MILK!

Karai: …

Leo: …

Donnie: *holds up cup hopefully*

Leo: *takes it* Look, I’m happy down here. *fills it and brushes over Donnie’s head as he drinks it* The answer is no.

[nardos-primetime]

I got the Donnie 'tism and the Leo 'DHD.

Asks are always open (I love asks they're so silly)

Requests are currently closed. (Just be aware I might not always finish them </3)

Call me Rain/Rainy, LED, Leon/Leo/Nardo or Don/Donnie/Tello.

I go by He/Him/His/Himself.

I may or may not be a kinnie of both Leonardo and Donatello. (Mainly Leo though.)

Mainly makes horror and angst aus, but I happily dabble in sillier things as well, there's some lighter things even within my dark aus normally.

(These can contain GORE AND INJURY (MENTAL AND PHYSICAL), PLEASE be warned and take care of yourself first and foremost!)

I normally don't do a ton of romance with the turtles unless it's for lore reasons within a story or something (other than leosagi, possibly donsagi and jasonnie). I do ship some of the adults on occasion for fun Mainly Barsonjitsu? (I Think thats the name I forgot) I absolutely don't do nsfw with the turtles. I might make something like a dick/sex joke here and there or a reference to sex within a story but nothing greater than that.

Feel free to message/ask me about shit, I need to get better with being social and love hearing shit about things I like/make! Just don't be a weirdo, y'know?

(Aka tc*st dni)

Tags:

#nardo's primetime.txt - Thoughts and Rambles mostly

#nardo's asks.txt - asks answered

#Writings - More concise rambles. Like minifics or mini fic ideas of some kind. Or story stuff in general. Normally not full works.

#practice makes perfect! - Specifically my adventures practicing drawing turtles

#writers wips - Clips and stuff from my fics what aren't done or whatever

#rottmnt fanart - most of my art is under this :]

#not turtles - other fandom stuff (mainly Gregory Horror Show rn)

#rainposting - IMAGES AND VIDEOS AND GIFS OF RAIN I FUCKING LOVE RAIN GOD FUCK YES RAIINNNN

#Scary Turtles - Physicalogical or Direct horror

Au Tags: (I don't have them all here but maybe one day I'll make a masterpost)

#Natural Disasters AU - WIP WIP WIP the turtles are all natural disasters/elements and such

#League of Single Fathers AU - Leo is raised by Hypno, Mikey is raised by Meatsweats, Raph is raised by Ghostbear, and Donnie is raised by Repo Mantis. Shit happens.

#Villain Mikey AU/#Broke a Million Dollar Box AU - Wow this bitch has FAMILY ISSUES surely he deals with it in a HEALTHY WAY and does NOT kill people and go crazy!

#Villain Donnie AU/#Viral Donnie AU - Local boy causes apocalypse and then runs the apocalypse more at 10

#Four More Villains AU - Tied in w Villain Mikey & Villain Donnie, shared with @midwesternvibes

#Identical Identities AU - Who am I Anymore?

#Nonsense Apocalypse AU - A Rise au focusing on a robot turtle and zombie turtle trying to find their brothers in a weird apocalypse, and vice-versa.

#Draxum's Side of The Family AU - AU that focuses on Clones of the turtles that have a lot of problems. Don't worry, the original turtles have more problems too! Equal opportunity angst! [Semi hiatus]

#Teenage Mutant Magical Boys AU - Local mutants are used to save the world and are idols on the side. Aware that they're related. All struggling soso hard.

[pixxelcatt]

TMNT: Impostor Syndrome

Oh boy oh boy info post for my au :)

Synopsis: four mutated turtles wind up in an alley alone and are found by 5 year old April and her mother, they take them home and raise them as a part of their family. They are immediately fittingly named after their parents’ favorite childhood characters, the teenage mutant ninja turtles. And as they grow up they become massive fans of them as well, even going as far as deciding to be just like them in every way. But now that they’re older, and something evil is lurking, they come to realize that it’s not as easy as tv makes it look.

And now time for some additional info about the turtles I didn’t add on their new refs bc I was lazy and ran out of room:

Leonardo (also called Leo, Nardo, Stars, Lee, Blue boy)

Diamondback Terrapin

Voice claim: MK (Lego monkie kid)

Has really bad claustrophobia

Writes fan fiction as a hobby and regularly self inserts himself as Leo in almost all of them

Definitely not special best friends with that bunny boy a few houses down

Favorite TMNT character: RotTMNT Leo and 2012 Casey Jones

Donatello (also called Donnie, Don, Tello, Deedee/Dondon)

Fly River Turtle/Pig Nose Turtle (same thing, different name)

Voice Claim: Hunter (the owl house)

Has an official driver’s license somehow

He’s tried multiple times to recreate various Donatello machines, has not succeeded

Pretty much legally blind

Favorite TMNT character: RotTMNT and Bayverse Donnies

Raphael (also called Raph, Rafa, Red, Raphie)

Black Knobbed Map Turtle

Voice Claim: Axel (Minecraft story mode)

Actually hates Pizza

Voted best cook by whole family

Likes Cardcaptor Sakura, but is too embarrassed to admit it

Favorite TMNT character: RotTMNT and 2012 Raph

Michelangelo (also called Mikey, Angie, Angelo, Mike, Jello)

Big Headed Turtle

Voice Claim: Darwin (the amazing world of gumball)

Has a really weak immune system

Will put anything in his mouth, he’ll go stir crazy if he can’t bite anything

Don’t let him cook unless you want a fire

Favorite TMNT character: 2012 Mikey, and Todd (rottmnt)

I’m currently working on refs for April and others, so hopefully those’ll appear soon

And ofc if you have any questions or anything I would LOVE to answer them :)

[delicatechildwitch]

HEM Mike, Spirit, & ICE (3 AUs from Cabin 14) knock on your door. Mike: a 2k3 Michelangelo in his late 20s, Spirit: a ghost Rise Leonardo looking 3 years old, ICE: a teenage Rise Donatello with one arm. "My cabin made sparklers for the science fair, and we kinda maybe sorta went overboard," Mike admits cheerily. "Would you guys want a few? Just light 'em outside and away from flammables and whatever. Or don't. We're not the boss of you!" He holds out a bag: what color sparklers would you like?

Casey looks through, not sure what color to pick. Blue for his sensei? Orange for his master? Red for the father he lost first? Purple for the dad he still had? Could he have one of each?

"How about pink?" Tello says, having noticed Casey's hesitation. He smiles in an attempt to be supportive.

"That's the Kraang's color." Casey says, looking away.

"It's your color too, kiddo." Tello says, "And if you ask me, it suits you better."

Casey trains his eyes on the sparklers. "It's not my color anymore. I'm not one of you."

"Not one of ...?" Tello asks with a raised brow. He knew, he just wanted Casey to say it.

"I'm not a Hamato." Casey says moodily. "I'm not part of your family. So I don't get a color."

"Casey ... Kiddo ... You're still my kid. You're still family. You can't do anything bad enough to change that."

Casey looks at the sparklers, mutely taking a pink one and walking away.

Tello watches him leave, worry and grief evident in his eyes. "Sorry about that. Thanks for the sparklers." He grabs a purple one and the small turtle child(???) runs to catch up to Casey.

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[retro-stars]

I do not have the time to physically draw this concept out, but I had an idea about @somerandomdudelmao Apocalypse AU raising the dead situation and I had to write it out.

Casey: Wait, how many people are we planning on reviving?

Future Donnie: Eh, basically as many people as we can, though the rest of my siblings and Casey Senior take priority— we’ll see how many more the timeline can take before reality folds in on itself, but the of the crew should be safe— Why?

Big Raph: Wait. You’re bringing back Cassandra??

Professor Donatello: Obviously????? Why are you surprised at this information???

Future Raph: Well- Raph kinda assumed Casey were bringing back Hamatos because we become spirits?

Uncle Don: Eh, none of you guys ever passed on because of certain circumstances, such as the timeline itself kneeling over��� and I absolutely would’ve revived you first anyway— but just because your Ninpō made you easier to find and shove into a physical body doesn’t mean I’m not going to revive the rest.

Baby Jones: But now they don’t have spirits for us to revive?? How are we bringing them back?

Tio Tello: Conservation of Energy and Mass, kid.

Papa Dinosaur: Conserving of what now???

Smart with (some) Common Sense™️: Y’know the whole “Energy cannot be created of destroyed, only converted” spiel I gave you when you asked why I couldn’t make electricity to power my inventions?

Reverse cyborg: I remember feeling scared for my life, yes.

Got Infected by bubblegum: Choosing to ignore that- Souls, from what I can tell, are just mildly mystic energy. Therefore, while they don’t pass on to any known afterlife—

Magical Girl Spirit Collector: —They can’t be destroyed, just found in a different form! So they should still exist and can be found!!

Future Purple: Exactly. It’ll just take a lot more math to figure out the where and some bribery of Barry to create new bodies for April and Cass. Then again, we could just make them mutant-

Everyone else: NO.

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We’re in this together

Chapter summary: Tello and Raphie are starting to remember their time in the afterlife, and the teens get curious about certain scars. (Not in that order)

A/N: wohoo update time! I’m getting ideas for plot slowly but surely, but mostly this is a slice of life fic incase you couldn’t tell. (Which means minimal angst! :D) any questions about the AU? Ask!

TW: swearing, mention of past self harm and other forms of violence. Discussion of scars(including SH)

Chapter 4: Discussions of Memories long.. future?

After a long cry with his dad, Nardo emerged from the medbay with a newly wrapped stump.

Angelo floated over to the two of them. “Oh thank pizza supreme I don’t have to look at a bare stump anymore.”

Nardo rolled his eyes, but there was still a fondness behind them. “Yeah, yeah, you happy?”

Angelo makes a noise of confirmation and nods.

While the rest of the table talk, Tello looks at Raphie.

“Have you been getting… memories?” He whispers. He doesn’t want to draw attention.

Raphie nods. “Yeah. I don’t know how, we were taken from before we…” he clears his throat. “Yeah.”

Tello furrows his still drawn-on brows in thought. “It is strange… do you think Karai has something to do with it?”

“Gram-Gram? Maybe… hmm. We should discuss this later, you know.. alone.”

“Mm-hmm.”

They stop their whispered conversation just as the attention of the group turns back to the table.

“Yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking! of course Mikey wouldn’t-,Tello, Raphie, were you even paying attention?” Angelo calls to them from their loud conversation.

“Oh, uh- yes?” Tello lies, very badly. He never got over his inability to lie well.

Raphie just rolls his eyes. “No, we were talking to eachother, what’s up?”

“I was wondering whether or not Mikey could float yet, cause I learned to at about that age, but then I realized how dumb that was! I was about to tell the story of when I first flew!”

“Wasn’t that the day you got the scar on your arm? The non-burn scar, obviously.” Tello questions, brow raised.

“Mm-hmm. The kids wanted to know about the scars anyways!”

“Alright, we’re coming.”

For the next hour, the four of them told tales of their scars.

Angelo got his big gash in his arm from trying to fly and falling down, scraping his arm on metal. That was so long ago and yet the scar hadn’t faded.

Nardo lost his arm in an incident with a Krang hound. He got bit just above the elbow, and it had to be amputated lest he get infected. He also had several other scars from battle, claw marks, mostly.

Tello had lost his vocal cords in a collapsing building. A piece of debris fell on his windpipe and vocal cords, causing him to have to make himself a technological copy. He had to communicate in entirely sign language until they were done, and also had problems breathing for months.

Raphie’s black eye was a whole…other thing. He didn’t know exactly how it happened, but the Krang did something to him on a mission one day, and then his pupil grew larger until it took up his whole eye. That eye can see in the dark very well, but can’t handle bright light at all, so often during the day Raphie will wear an eyepatch to keep the brightness at bay. He also had a long scar along his tail from where a Krang hound had dragged him, a chip in his shell from a strong impact. And…. Tiny thin scars littered his arms.

Donnie recognized them immediately. “Those are-“

“Self harm scars, yeah.” Raphie spoke and smiled, bittersweet.

“…I started to feel a lot of guilt, anger and sadness about five years into the apocalypse. I felt as though I could never protect my brothers, and all of those negative emotions made me turn to a.. less than healthy coping mechanism.” His words were hesitant, but not sad or fearful .

“I ended up cutting my arms almost every night for two years before Nardo caught me in the act one night. He and the others helped me overcome that obstacle in my life, and now I wear my scars proudly as a way to show how strong I was to overcome it, and as a reminder that even the strongest of people need help sometimes.”

Raph spoke up. “That um- that was very brave of you, bigger me.” His words had some implications that Raphie picked up on. He had some of the thoughts at about Raph’s age, after all. “Hey, don’t worry big man. Your family is here to help you, you will never need to resort to that. Come talk to someone if you need to, okay?”

Raph nods, “t-thanks.”

A tense silence filled the air for a moment, but it wasn’t long before Mikey silently stood, walked over to Raphie and Raph, and pulled them into a huge group hug.

Raphie smiled as him and his younger version were pulled together by Mikey’s tiny form, followed by the rest of the crew gathering around the two snapping turtles.

They stayed like that for a while, then slowly pulled away one by one.

After that, everyone separated off to their own spaces to relax, however, Donnie and Raphie both went into the kitchen to have a private conversation.

“Soooo,” Tello draws out the word, “we have confirmed that both of us are getting memories from the spiritual plane.”

“Yup. I definitely remember looking over our brothers and Casey. And all the emotions I felt during that time.”

“Yeah… I remember seeing you up there, once I joined you.”

Raphie nods again. “It’s… strange. I don’t remember my actual death but I remember everything after it.”

“The main question is still, why. Why are we getting these memories if the Angelo’s portals took us from before our death. Time line shit is just wild.”

“You said it.” A pause, then a smile.

“Do you remember the time when we watched Casey completely wreck Kraang prime.”

Tello breathed out a chuckle, “fuhuckin, yeaha. He was all like: ‘come here you rotten strawberry lookin motherfucker!’”

Raphie smiled more, “and then my response was-“

“Language!” Both turtles replied in sync, before bursting out into laughter.

Through his laughs, Tello tried to speak, “ehe-Ehevehen thohohough yo- yohou knehew he cohohou- cohohouodnt hehear yohou!” Sending them both into further hilarity.

After a minute the two calmed down.

“Woo, man,” Raphie spoke, wiping a forming tear from his eye, “that was a day.”

“You bet.”

Maybe they would be fine. All of them. Together.

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There’s just something about babies and Leo’s mask tails…

It’s colder down in the sewers than on the surface and Donnie’s body is no longer understands how to manage its cold blooded/hot blooded mutant temperatures anymore.

With his inability to stop sticking things in his mouth and a distinct lack of human clothing that fits properly over a shell in mind, they keep him wrapped in a fluffy blanket whenever he gets too cool, hoping to prevent his small self from getting sick.

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[interests-with-no-outlets]

okokokok so earlier today i had a plot bunny for a rottmnt au. lee constantly jokes about dee being possessed by a demon but. what if

dee was a demon.

IT GETS BETTER

i just had the thought "what if draxum made a deal with a demon and got donnie out of it?"

shredder is a demon, and theres a fucking witch town. demons exist. draxum was laserfocused on destroying humanity, so what if he

asked a demon for a "lifeform that can annihilate the human race when given my mutagen in exchange for the souls of the human race"

and the demon just. popped homicidal turtle tello into existence

this got draxum interested in turtles and he grabs the others from a store or unattended nest or smth.

but draxum didnt just want warriors, he wanted loyal soldiers so. aprt of the deal was control over dee/his powers, but when lou jitsu breaks the tots out tello cant be molded into a perfect soldier, making the deal null and void and taking any demonic properties/outside control from tello that mightve been imparted in the first place. not his homicidal tendencies.

and the demon just, dipped out like "yeah that gremlin's the world's prob now good fucking luck" rather than try to salvage the deal.

but hes been raised with three loving and affectionate brothers that do their best to understand and accomodate him, and he loves them and tries to understand and accomodate them in turn.

so he listens when they say "no murder"

THIS IS IN NO WAY MEANT TO DEMONIZE AUTISM OR OTHER MENTAL ILLNESSES. IT IS SIMPLY A FUN LITTLE SPIN ON DONNIE'S CONSTANT CRAVING FOR LETHALITY

[katanakiwionline]

plucked out of the abyss au arc 2 coming soon

Meat Sweats let out a laugh as he danced out of Mikey’s reach. “I can’t believe you two miscreants got sent out to fight me! You’re weaker than usual.” Tello and Mikey both gritted their teeth before kicking the pig in the belly. Meat Sweats grinned as he snatched up Mikey with his tentacle hand. Tello slid back, the impact of the kick pushing him a few feet away. Shit. We fell right into his plan. I didn’t even know he could come up with plans. He mentally kicked himself. Dad once told me to never underestimate my opponents.

Before he could dwell in his thoughts any more, Mikey cried out as Meat Sweats absorbed some of his energy. Luckily, he managed to get himself free before he was entirely drained. But now he could only groan on the floor while Meat Sweats swung Mikey’s chains around.

This sparked a new fight in Tello, choosing to forget his earlier qualms about using his ninpo. Raising his staff, he summoned another missile, heading directly towards Meat Sweats. 

The pig simply maneuvered the missile with the chains, causing it to explode somewhere behind him. “Don’t get too cocky now, Purple. I could easily launch one of your missiles onto your dear brother.”  Tello gritted his teeth, standing down. “How about we pen out a deal, then?”

wanna read arc 1? read here!

if people want spoilers before i drop the first chapter of arc 2, send me an ask! i love giving out little hints to what’s to come, like the blurb above.

Arc 2 arriving on June 15!

[bringingourrealitys2life]

[text transcript: “Hey! My brothers and I aren’t in the competition, but we brought some (totally-not-enchanted) donuts, if you guys wanted any..?”]

The I Hate Fairytales boys weren’t made early enough to have been submitted, but Raph is here to hand out some snacks!

(Don’t worry about the donuts, they’ll just give you some weird freaking dreams ;p )

[@tmntausummit]

“So those are totally cursed.” Raph stated simply once their visitor had walked away. The three of them had politely refused- or in Raph’s case, stared him down until he gave up trying to hand him one- the offerings, but Mikey did not get the memo, hugging the donut to his chest protectively. “Oh, come on! They’re not even running! They’re just some nice dudes with some delish looking donuts! Look at this!”

Mikey brandished the donut as Leo slipped a jean jacket over Donnie’s shoulders. The five-year-old gave Mikey the same deadpan that Raph wore and decided, “When Mikey dies, I get his phone.”

“Still not old enough for phones.”

“Aw.”

Leo lowered his hands. “How’s this?”

Donnie adjusted the fabric uncomfortably. “Scratchy.”

“That’s how it’s supposed to feel.” Leo assured. “Come on, Dee. Don’t you wanna match Raph?”

Raph slipped a thumb into the pocket on his baggy pants, bright red singlet complimented by a large jean jacket and pair of shades in its pocket. He winked and shot a finger gun at his younger brother, clicking out the side of his mouth, before turning his attention to the brother dressed in a striped orange-and-white sweatshirt and jeans, orange sneakers plastered to the floor as he resisted the urge to feast on the likely high enchanted snack.

Donnie considered it. “No.”

“Do you want a shirt underneath?” Leo tried half-heartedly.

“Too many layers.” Donnie shrugged the jacket off and Leo sighed, “You’re not giving us much to work with here.”

“Layers feels weird. And that’s just two things.” Donnie argued with a pout. Leo raised an eye ridge. “No tight pants, no baggy pants, no shorts, no jeans, no jeans jackets, no long sleeve shirts, no polos, no skirts, no ties, no sweaters, no suits- you’ll do t-shirts, but nothing with pictures or memes you don’t understand, or bright colors unless it’s purple, and we have a basically one chance to wear shoes in our size, but all of those are weird or tight.”

“Cut the kid a break, Leo.” Raph chided as he held Mikey’s hand behind his back, earning a pained squawk. “He’s never worn clothes before. You know how he is with different stuff.”

“Routine is fine, but it’s a fashion show.” Leo stood up to the toss the jacket in the large no pile.

Raph released Mikey. “All I’m saying is, he has one of his fits and you can explain to everyone why he’s whining to the high heavens.”

“I don’t get that loud!” Donnie sputtered, his face bright red. “I just get stressed a bit.”

Raph was about to respond when he realized Mikey had swiped the donut back and was shoving it into his mouth. His eyes widened in horror, which was quickly replaced with murderous fury. “I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU ATE THAT!”

With a scream muffled by donut, Mikey took off in a sprint. Raph was not long behind, screaming insults and for him to spit it out.

Leo sat on the floor, looking through their limited options. After a awkward moment of fiddling with his hands, Donnie sat down next to him, bowing his head guiltily. “Sorry I’m difficult.”

“Sorry enough to change your mind?”

Donnie’s face crinkled and Leo chuckled lightly, scooping an arm around his shoulders. “That’s alright. I’m sure we’ll find something you like.”

Donnie smiled and reached for a fedora. “I like hats.”

“And while I’m sure you can pull it off, you can’t exactly expect to beat the competition with just a fedora.”

Donnie adjusted the fedora over his head, throwing his head to the side and running to fingers over the brim. “Watch me.”

Leo laughed and knocked the fedora over his eyes, earning bubbling giggles from his younger brother. Pulling the fedora from his head and into his lap, he suddenly asked, “Hey, what are you gonna wear?”

“Me?” Leo teased in mock thought. “Oh, I dunno. Think there’s a space heroes cosplay around here?”

“I can find one!” Donnie scrambled upright and took off like a shot.

Leo hopped to his feet and considered calling him back, taking in the new excitement in his stance and shaking his head. With a fond smile, he trailed after him, absently hoping that their brothers would be able to find their way back.

[bringingourrealitys2life]

Fashion what-now?

It's not every day that they find themselves plucked from one reality to be literally dropped into another, but if Leo had a nickle for every time that he's appeared in the air of unfamiliar territory while mid-kata, he'd have two nickles.

Which isn't a lot. But if it were anyone else, it would be weird that this happened twice.

He has a pamphlet in his hand for a reason that he can only guess, bold letters of TMNT AU SUMMIT with (2.0) in smaller font underneath. He stands from the crouch he'd landed in, a bit unsteady, and then checks on his brothers. "Everyone here?"

"Yep." Raph is right across from him, lying on his plastron and looking slightly green. The last time that the eldest had seen him, their hothead was using the punching bag, so the fact he seems to have thrown himself forward brings an amused smirk to his face. He always did put too much force on that poor bag…

Donnie's bracing himself on his carapace, peeking behind Leo with wide-eyed stare. He doesn't say anything, but the five-year-old is the only one not used to interdimensional travel, so he gives him a moment to process the tingles still lingering in their bones.

That will never not be weird.

"Here." Mikey groans as he rubs his head.

Leo worries for a moment, but then he opens his mouth, and the leader understands that his misery is not from a head wound. "I got pizzas in the oven, dudes. They're gonna buuuurn."

"Not much we can do." Leo admits sympathetically.

"Where are we?" Raph grumbles as he sits up. Donnie scrambles to allow him room, but Raph latches onto him, pulling him under his arm and looking around blearily.

Their youngest brother leans into his side, relaxing enough to whisper, "Leo?"

"Everything's okay, Dee." He reassures instinctively, opening the paper and looking inside curiously. All he finds are bold words proclaiming, Round One: Fashion Show!

Huh?

"Leo." Raph's voice takes on a hard edge.

He looks up. Donnie points behind him.

Leo looks over his shoulder and realizes what's spiked their anxiety, stepping closer to his brothers when he spots the large crowd of-

Holy Chaulpa…

When the other-dimension Donatello said that there were multiple dimensions of hundreds of different versions of them, he never actually assumed that they’d be this many.

There some chatting or holding up outfits, and others standing or sitting in their groups, looking as uncertain as Leo feels. All around, there are racks upon racks of clothing, and a massive banner in every corner of the room, written with the same words on his pamphlet.

Fashion show…?

He steps back, suspicious and tense, trying to figure out whose crazy idea of a joke this is. Donnie continues scanning the crowd. Raph tightens his grip. Mikey opens his eyes and sits up at the sudden silence, surveying the room.

His eyes shine with interest, pizzas all but forgotten. "Woah! Where are we?”

Leo glances at the pamphlet and then back to the room warily. "That's... An excellent question."

@tmntausummit propaganda!

[bringingourrealitys2life]

Raising A Tello - Year Three

There was a time when Mikey never knew what it was like to have someone who listened eagerly to his every story, or trusted his word like it was law.

And yet, when Donnie was cuddled in his lap requesting a 'night-night 'venture' or bursting into tears when he thought Mikey was upset with him, he found it hard to remember the time before he was the big brother.

Donnie learned to walk before he found really found his voice, and even now that it was found and his speech was immaculate, he was always more than happy to let Mikey do all the talking. Raph insisted that once Donnie felt he knew everything, then they'd have a hard time shutting him up.

None of them doubted it.

Mikey can’t name the exact moment that he became the smart brother, but he guessed it was the moment Donnie forgot everything he knew. Leo was smart in ninja ways and Raph had his street smarts, but Mikey was smart in only the way that the previously youngest brother could be.

He knew what it felt like to be confused by the smallest curiosities, to feel left out, or like there couldn't be as much bad in the world as everyone said. He knew what it was like to be pushed to the side, or looked down on for childish interests that others had outgrown.

He never wanted Donnie to know what that was like.

So every question and and request was answered to the very best of his ability. Every fairytale book was read, every block-town civilization was built, and every imagination world was explored, complete with costumes, superpowers, giggles, and funny looks from their brothers.

The brothers knew exactly how to handle Donnie because they’d grown up together. They had rough estimates of how things happened, but if they followed them, then Donnie would grow up like before. It was so simple.

Then something flipped.

Donnie no longer wanted the blocks that he adored until he was almost five; he wanted to decorate his walls with messy sketches of impossible creations. He didn’t want to be read storybooks about heros and villains like he gushed over until he was twelve; he wanted to know how subways and cars worked. He didn’t want to create somewhere fake like they all did for their entire childhood; he wanted to study what was real.

He wasn’t much for watching their kiddie shows, but he was always happy to take advantage of his pitiful brown eyes and talk his way into one of their laps, cuddling close to a lucky brother and studying the less kid-friendly, but still very child-safe show that they strategically put in when he was around.

He requested books about hockey. He carried his teddy the way that Karai and April held Yoshi. He mimicked Leo in the dojo. He memorized tool names so Raph would let him ‘help’ with repairs. He mixed batter and decorated pizzas with Mikey the kitchen.

Donnie was still Donnie, but also not. Donnie was so small, but he wanted to do everything they could. It was like some part of Donnie knew that he wasn’t supposed to be that little, like he knew he should be grown up right along with the three.

Leo and Raph gave Mikey tired looks when he said as much. So maybe not.

They all knew Donnie got confused sometimes, about his place and his origin, and they always did their best to explain, but telling a three-year-old that he used to be an adult and evil alien’s science goo turned him into a kid isn't exactly the easiest thing for even a genius toddler to wrap his head around.

The only thing that never seemed to change was the stories.

Telling of their adventures was the perfect mix. Unbelievable enough to capture his attention, and every word was a piece of their history, so Donnie absorbed the information like sponge.

They wanted to keep him innocent, not naive, so Mikey was free to tell him stories of their adventures on Earth and in space, explaining that the great galaxy is exactly where Mona came from. He got to watch his eyes light up when he told Donnie about how they traveled through time and dimensions and hold him close when he told lighter versions of events with The Triceratons and Shredder.

Still, there were many stories that hadn't been explained to the young mind starving for knowledge. Stories that Mikey preferred to keep in the back of his mind, hoping to never have to tell, because to tell is to relive, and reliving certain events is hard.

So maybe it was his fault that he came home from a kinda-date with Renet to find Donnie sobbing quietly in his room, tucked away in a corner. Mikey wasted no time in collecting his baby brother in his arms, not even bothering to seek out the root of the problem as he pulled him to his chest, rocking and shushing him so he’d know he wasn’t alone.

Donnie hid away in his embrace the way he always did, but the sobs didn’t stop. So Mikey rocked and hummed and reassured in the room filled with trinkets and toys, a mix of the old Donnie and the new Donnie that they couldn't bear to erase.

It was only when Donnie began to calm down that Mikey allowed his gaze to stray from the distraught form, and he spotted the picture frame lying facedown on the floor. With a worried frown, he steadied an arm around the small shell as he reached for it, feeling Donnie smush himself into his hold as he turned the picture over and glanced at the photo.

A lump formed in his throat, and he looked away.

"Dee?" He whispered as he set it to the side. "Where did you get this?”

“Dojo.” Donnie sniffled. “Off the shelf.”

Mikey guessed he’d find a chair dragged through later. “Why?”

“No.” Donnie squeezed his eyes shut. “No, no, no, no.”

“I’m not mad.” Mikey soothed as he ran fingers over his carapace. “But I do need to know what happened, lil’ bro. Lay it out for me.” 

“I-I- just-!” Donnie pushed his fist in the way of his mouth to stop the words and Mikey nuzzled the top of his head, letting him know that whatever it is, he won't be upset. Donnie whimpered. 

Mikey kept his voice light. "Safe zone. Not mad."

Donnie lowered the fist. “Sorry.” 

“Thank you.” Mikey acknowledged. “But it doesn’t really work until I know what to forgive you for. Help me out, will you?”

“I-I made Momma and Raphie mad. They’re gone."

Donnie only ever used the nicknames when he was really upset or scared, and a million emotions cycle through at once. Variations of confusion and sympathy and worry hit him first. 

Then Mikey's eyes widened in shock and understanding because they basically made a silent pact to never leave Donnie alone under any circumstances.

Finally, a surge of fury was kept under wraps as he carefully asked, "Oh, yeah? What'd you do?"

Teary eyes shied away. "He keeps making you sad. Wanted- wanted to know why."

Mikey closed his eyes for a brief moment. 

"You asked, huh?"

"Yeah." Donnie trembled. "Raphie was quiet. M-Mama said no. I-I just wanted ' know but-but then Mama got m-mad and Raphie got sad-angry a-and g-ot loud-"

Another guilty sob broke him off and Mikey pulled him back into the tight hug, shushing him and listening as he let the fear and guilt loose. He knows that Donnie isn't to blame, not with the anniversary being so close��and him being too young to remember or understand those visits to the farmhouse. They hadn't even tried to explain it before.

But maybe it's time they did.

"We're sad because he's gone, Dee."

"So tell him to come back!" A bitter remark stirred, but he buried it quickly, holding his tongue to keep from saying anything that he might regret. "Make him come back so you don't have to be sad!"

"Donnie..." The little brother stared back, round eyes scanning his face for answers that he was not ready to give, and Mikey exhaled shakily, forcing a watery smile. 

"How 'bout I tell you a story?” 

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