#putting donnie's tranq gun to use

[1bootyyyshaker9000]

Mikey: Good morning! Did you sleep well??

Donnie: ...did you fucking sedate me?

[angelpuns]

50au Part 17

Donnie groaned from where he was laying across the table, facedown against the cool surface. He had barely slept, too consumed with helping Mikey with the montage and planning their next move. 

“Raph seconds that, “ Raph murmured, yawning and resting his chin on his hands. 

None of them had really slept last night. 

But Mikey seemed to be the only one with energy to spare. 

He was working on breakfast, humming to himself and nodding along with whatever random song he'd thought up now. He had been up as long as Donnie had and still had all this energy? 

It must have been all the razzmatazz. Or the lack of walking yesterday. 

“Mikey, how are you not tired?” Donnie muttered, letting his eyes shut for a moment. He was used to pulling all-nighters, sure, but he hasn't slept well in…quite a while. So the extra lack of sleep was starting to catch up to him. 

Not to mention the worry and the fact that they barely had any data to work with and weren't any closer to figuring out how to fix it. 

It was all so exhausting, he just wanted his dum-dum brother to remember them so he could take a nap. Preferably with said dum-dum nearby. Just in case Donnie lost him again. 

“ Dunno, maybe it's cause I got that do-” 

Mikey cut himself off with a quiet gasp. 

There was only one thing that could elicit that sort of reaction. 

Donnie wrenched his head off this table, hand poised on his - new and improved - tranq-gun under the counter. 

He wasn't sure if the montage would work, so he had locked down the security in the lair, hidden Leo's sword and kept the gun on his person. 

Just in case. 

They really couldn't afford to waste another day chasing Leo around New York. 

( not that it’d be too difficult tracking him this time. Donnie had also replaced the chip while he slept - hopefully putting it somewhere more difficult to get to.)

Upon looking up it was indeed Leo, standing in the doorway in a hoodie. 

“ Um…hi. I guess all that stuff in the video is…true?” He asked, with a faint shrug. He still looked sceptical to Donnie, but maybe Donnie didn't know his twin that well anymore. 

“ You believe us?” Mikey asked, voice far too hopeful. 

“ M…maybe? I mean, it's kinda hard to believe, but…I’d rather not be…restrained, so…” Leo shrugged. Ah, that was more like his twin. 

“ Well, won't need to if you comply,”  Donnie shrugged, “ simply put, we haven't found a way to fix the curse yet and we really can't spend another day cha-”

Right, Leo wouldn't remember what they had done yesterday. 

“ We can't spend another day sitting on our asses doing nothing,” He corrected. 

Leo squinted, analyzing him for a moment before he flinched and held his head with a low whine. 

“ …RIght. It'd be a little easier to comply if I knew your names, though,” 

Donnie wanted to smack himself. Right. They'd forgotten. 

“ Oh, yes. I'm Donnie,” He gestured to himself, then Raph, then Mikey, “ Raph and Mikey,” 

“Nice to…uh…meet you?” Leo shrugged, “ Um..”

He stood there awkwardly for a moment, rocking back and forth on his heels and glancing between them. 

Likely trying to figure out if he could take them all out at once. 

Which, no, definitely not. Not in his current conditIon, anyway. 

“ How do I know this isn't some trick to…to, like, complete your evil plan or something?” 

Donnie sighed, “ well, when you were ten you broke your arm because you were ‘trying to prove you could jump from the second floor and live’. Obviously you lived, but you were in a cast for a long time. When you were 7, you thought JJ was going to come out of the TV and take you to the moon, so you slept in your astronaut Halloween costume for months. It smelled so bad afterwards we had to burn it-”

“OKAY! Okay, I get it, no need to air my dirty laundry like that,” Leo muttered, quickly taking a seat at the table, “ I do remember getting hit with a spell, but I thought it was a dud. And I guess this does explain the mysterious bedrooms and all,” 

He sighed and rubbed his temples, “Let’s get this stupid  curse gone, even if it's probably bullshit,” 

“ Cab we eat breakfast first, though? I made french toast!” Mikey offered Leo a plate, and he hesitantly took it. 

Donnie thought maybe things would work out, until he spotted Raph's expression. 

Broken, staring at Leo with guilt seeping out of every pore. His gaze distant and gone, likely as far back as the invasion. Maybe more. 

Donnie knee what he was thinking without asking. Knew that every second they'd been holding him down was replaying like a broken record in Raph’s head. 

Between the curse and Raph’s distant gaze, this was going to be a long day

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I was too sleepy to post this last night and was gonna write more but I literally forgot what I was gonna write so??? Yeah. Next part will probably be like a time skip/moving around on the timeline a bit cause I don't wanna get too bogged down with the nitty gritty stuff, esp since this is just me writing pretty much stream of consciousness and I don't wanna take it too seriously.

part 1 | Part 16 | Part 18

[chil-aglia]

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 |ROTTMNT| (Leo X Male OC)

𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐩

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Adriaen briefly yawns, he didn’t get much sleep when all he could dream about was that strange door, at this point he’s gotten used to seeing the structure, even so, it still had him lying awake or stirring in his sleep. 

Then he was called out of bed to help with the mission that they’ve been working on for the past week. Honestly, Adriaen found this mission that the brothers came up with a little strange and bluntly, stupid.

Shouldn’t they prep for their other mission of getting more webs from Big Mama?

Oh well, didn’t matter now as they were already outside the Grand Nexus Hotel, waiting for their suspect.

Each turtle was assigned to a space, Donnie stuck to the west side of the roofs, Raph at the south, Leo in the east, Mikey to the north.

Adriaen was assigned to watch the front. He was bored out of his mind, and tired overall.

“Purple Rain, do you see the target? Purple Rain?" Raph’s voice echoed into the earpiece they all had for communication that Donatello designed. But Donnie wasn’t responding, at least not in the way that Raphael was appreciative of.

“As we pan across the asphalt savanna, we find the noble Bullhop. Survival in these cruel streets will require harnessing all of his fine-tuned natural instincts."

Adriaen sighs and shakes his head. Donnie of course had to be monologuing as if he was a narrator of a wildlife documentary.

He couldn’t tell what exactly happened but close by he heard multiple car alarms and lights go off, as well people in buildings nearby getting woken up.

What the…?

“And the king of all vertical veldt will go hungry again—“

Adriaen spoke up, interrupting Donatello. “Don, focus. You’re not David Attenborough. Just tell us where you see the target.”

Donnie huffs and responds back, “Why must you always put science on the back burner!?”

With a hefty sigh he added into his sentence, “Bullhop is in the alleyway by Big Mama’s hotel! Happy?" He hissed to which Adriaen smirked lightly and nods, even though the soft-shell mutant couldn’t see it.

”I am, actually.”

”All right guys, let’s meet up with Donnie.” Raph informs to which Adriaen turns off the earpiece and quickly jumps off onto the roofs and headed towards Donnie’s direction.

When they all arrive, Donnie gestured to the trash bin in the alley way, making the five stroll their way through and stand in front of the trash. 

Mikey gave a thump on the lid as Adriaen heard Bullhop let out as brief surprise “what?” and poked his head through. He didn’t have time to register who it was as Leo quickly puts a sack over the mutant's head. Which wasn’t the best idea as Bullhop freaked out and tries to run away.

"Ah! You’ll never take me!"

Tripping over his hooves he bumps into some trash cans and falls on his face, blacking out. Adriaen placed a hand on his hip and stared down at the unconscious mutated bull.

”Well that was easy.”

"Ugh. Now I’m not going to get to test my tranquilizer." Donnie groaned out, complaining. But of course, his intrusive thoughts won as he aims his tranq gun and shot at Raphael who flinched before falls down.

”Donnie!” Leo scolds his brother who quickly hid the weapon into his battle shell. “What? I wanted to test it out.” He explains, Adriaen standing next to the red slider with a deadpan look.

”Okay, fine. You, can carry Raph then.”

Donnie slightly pales as he knew he was going to struggle with lifting his larger, heavier brother. “Fine…” He grumbles as Leo grins and nudged Adriaen. “You’re cruel.” He teases playfully, “Well you know what they say, you play stupid games, you win stupid prizes.” 

He walks away to help Mikey take Bullhop, Leo blushed with a dreamy gaze. “Man I love you.” He mumbles to himself as he refocuses and helps his brother and Adriaen.

They arrived back at the lair; Raph was the first to wake up. Confused but Adriaen explained what happened, before Raph could even scold his younger brother for tranquillising him. Bullhop stirs away, opening his eyes and looking around in utter puzzlement.

“Where am I?"

His eyes lands onto Leo who offered a small but welcoming smile.

"Hey, bud. You may not remember us..."

Bullhop quickly shot up, glaring at the five turtles. "Oh, I do! You’re those bug hunting buffoons who turned me into a klutzy bull!" He recalls to which Mikey innocently raised his hands up happily.

"He remembers us!”

Leo awkwardly chuckled, “Look, we were trying to stop the oozequitoes." He assures, his other brother Donnie butting in with his own mini explanation. "In fact, we, strike that, I, built this technological astounding bug slapper so we can catch them all."

Mikey nodded before holding up an empty canister, "But it's out of Big Mama’s web goo. So, fail." He sighs out with a slump to his shoulders, tossing aside the empty canister.

“Anywizzle, we feel pretty bad about what happened."

"So, we Mad Dogs, are gonna make it up to you."

Adriaen had his arms crossed and kept silent the whole time. He wasn’t all that thrilled with the brother's idea but when they voted, he was outnumbered.

“You mean, you’re just gonna be nice to me without expecting anything in return?” Bullhop inquired in amazement. The four brothers nodding in confirmation. “Wow. That’s how we do it in my native Etobicoke, Canada."

“Happy Bullhop appreciation day!"

Eugh boy…

And so, the turtles did their best to make Bullhop happy, giving him some grass, gave him a spa treatment and helped him play a dancing game. He tried to skate the ramp but fell due to his size, making a hole in the ramp and the skateboard flying and hitting Leo in the face.

The days went by, and his visit was worsening. He ate the pizza that Leo had baked, messed around in Donnie’s lab, ripped the shower curtain while taking a shower. 

Adriaen was also taking a bath one day, relaxing into the bubbles, until he jumped in shock when Bullhop slams open the door and was brushing his fur in the mirror. Adriaen felt his eye twitch as he groans and sunk fully down into the tub to avoid the mutant disaster.

Finally, everyone started to get very irritated while Bullhop broke the dance machine since he started to be an expert.

After days passed, Raph laid out the plan to enter Big Mama’s hotel in the kitchen.

"Okay, Big Mama's party's tonight. This is our chance to get some web goo. Here's the plan. We're going to dress as waiters, sneak past her. And nap the keys to the vault. Which she stores our goo. It’ll be like taking candy from—“

They got interrupted by a thumping noise, Adriaen blinking as he led the way and peeked into the living room, widening his eyes when he saw Bullhop doing jumping jacks, the place an absolute mess. He then sat down on the room chair and picked up a jug of milk before drinking and throwing it over him. The empty jug hits Donnie in the face with a thud.

“That’s it. He has to go."

Adriaen quickly nods in agreement.

”Definitely. I can’t stand him around.”

Raph hums but was also in agreement, “Yeah! We've gotta sneak into the party tonight. We can't leave him here and we sure can’t take him with us."

“But I feel terrible. We’re the ones who made him into this." Leo pouted, but fortunately Mikey was brave enough to step in. “Guys, I'm Dr. Delicate Touch. Let me handle this."

He walks away as Leo tilts his head at him, “Uh…should we stop him? You know how he is when he brings out Dr. Delicate Touch.” He questions, turning to look at everyone for their thoughts. Adriaen placed a comforting hand on Leo’s shoulder, surprising the mutant who blushed at the sudden contact.

”Leo…that’s exactly why Mikey needs to do this.”

With that, he, Donnie and Raph leave and head back into the kitchen. Leo decides to stay with Mikey to watch over him and Bullhop. 

Raph brought out a pizza box from yesterday and started eating, the three waiting for Mikey and Leo to return. "I don’t hear any sobbing, so it must be going okay. Unless he’s just crying silently on the inside." Raph hums in thought, chewing on a pizza slice as Adriaen and Donnie both share a look.

Mikey and Leo soon enter the kitchen, looking pleased with themselves. “Good, news guys! I totally punted. We’ll do our mission and deal with the unpleasantness later." Leo assured making his older brother smirk in eagerness to get the mission going.

"Okay. Let's get to Big Mama's Gala."

But when they head to their clothing rack that had the waiter outfits, they all stop and stare in bewilderment to see them shredded. Donnie being the only exception for not looking as he had his back turned.

Raph couldn’t help but give out a startled noise.

"I don’t even have to turn around to see how this turns out.”

Donnie calmly turns around, an unimpressed and not so surprised expression on his face. “Well, I’ve turned around and I see."

“Looks like Goldilocks tried on all your waiter outfits before he got to mine." Raph points out the obvious, "Would he really be insane enough to try to make up for everything by doing our dangerous mission on his own? Of course he would. Let's go." Leo scowls as he storms off to rescue the mutated bull.

Adriaen sighs, rubbing his temple before glaring lightly at the torn clothes. “I knew we shouldn’t have done this dumb Bullhop appreciation thing.” 

Later, the five arrive at the Nexus Hotel. All on the roof looking through the glass skylight to observe the fancy party below. Bullhop was in the crowd holding a tray of food. He tripped when he took a step, dropping the drinks. He got back up and sighed in relief before quickly snatching another tray from another waiter who hadn’t noticed.

“Oh, man. I never should've told him our plan.” Leo groans, earning a sharp look from Adriaen who lightly whacked Leo upside the head. “You did what?!” He hisses at the turtle in blue who gave an awkward smile.

”Ugh…Donnie, what are the odds that this guy can succeed?” Adriaen turns his attention to the soft shell who raised his drawn-on eyebrows at him. 

“The guy once broke a pillow so…1%? He said overconfident?"

He’s doomed.

They look back at Bullhop who seemed to be talking to someone when he held a hand up to his ear. “Who’s he talking to?" Raph murmured in confusion, "I told him earlier that if he touched his ear, he could talk to anybody and the world.” He briefly and bluntly explains, earning a judging look from Raphael.

”I was trying to get some work done."

Mikey amusingly held a finger up to his head. "Roger that, Mr President."

Adriaen crossed his arms and kept his focus back on Bullhop, anxiously watching him walk around. He saw how Bullhop noticed a familiar large owl bellhop storing some webbings in a vault and locking it with a key.

Bullhop spoke to himself once more before making his way over. “Oh, I read his lips. He’s engaging. Perfect..." Donnie informs with a sarcastic and less enthusiastic tone. “So, who’s going to take responsibility for when he ends up captured?” Adriaen looks over to the brothers who whistle and avoid saying anything.

When he looked back down, he saw Big Mama in her human form appear in front Bullhop who looked utterly stunned as he turns away quickly. He trips over, sending the biscuits up in the air. Big Mama caught it with her mouth and dabbed it clean with a hanky.

The two conversed and whatever was being said, Mikey couldn’t help but shout out, as though Bullhop was able to hear him.

"Bullhop, don't blow your cover!”

It seems to have worked, whatever it was as Big Mama then drags Bullhop off to the dance floor.

"That is not good" Raph states but Adriaen hums in curiosity. “I mean…he was good at that dance game. Maybe he’ll be fine.”

Lights began to dim inside as the music started. They watch them dance on the dance floor as the crowd circle around them. Bullhop started off badly at first, but then he became confident with her, taking the lead. The mutant then threw Big Mama up in the air and dabbed.

"That boy can move, baby!" Mikey squeaks in amazement, and well, Adriaen admits that he was somewhat impressed too.

While dancing, Bullhop got closer to the bellhop owl and when he did so, he fell over with Big Mama still in his arms, face first. He managed to get back up with the keys with his right horn.

"He actually did it! He's got the keys. We've gotta get down there." Raph exclaims, leaning forward onto Leo and Adriaen who both got pressed up against the glass, their weight making the skylight window open and they give fall inside, crashing onto a buffet table.

“Well, that's the fast way down." Leo comments, a salad bowl on his head but he shook it off as they all froze when everyone was eyeing them in bewilderment.

"Guys, I've got the keys!” Bullhop shouts, dropping Big Mama and running over to them. "The Turtle boos. Get them!" Big Mama orders when she got back up, her little henchmen closing in on the five.

“Bullhop, the keys!” Mikey waved his arms out, running towards the vault. Bullhop tosses the key, having Mikey easily catch them. 

“Yes!"

Unfortunately for him, Big Mama slides in front of the vault with a narrow stare. 

"Hold them off! I'll get the goo!"

Mikey suddenly gets caught by the webbing from Big Mama and crashes into the wall, stuck in the goo. The brothers and Adriaen lightly gasp and watch Big Mama started to transform into her spider form.

“We’ve gotta get out of here!"

“What about the web goo?"

“We’ll get them some other way!"

Big Mama towers over the turtles, annoyance clear on her face. "Well, you little meddle doos. It’s time for you to find out why you don’t crash Big Mama’s box socials!" She hissed, ready to attack. Adriaen self-consciously held up his weapons towards her, ready to defend himself and the others.

“Hey, Big Mama!”

The sudden yell of Bullhop had everyone turn to stare sf him, watching how his bull form seemed to grow just a little larger as his costume rips off.

”You dance like you have eight feet!"

"So your feather feet mask a stanktonious traitor?!"

She lets out an ear-splitting shriek, spitting webs from her mouth, but Bullhop grabbed eight empty pitchers and caught them before he starts running away.

"Guys, I've got the eight pitches of goo!”

His clumsy form had him tripping over, breaking seven pitchers, managing to save just one. He quickly gets back up, “Guys, I've got one pitcher of goo! Let’s go!”

Leo had cut Mikey from the web cocoon as the five wasted no time on following Bullhop and escaping.

"Wait!” Big Mama shouts for them but she didn’t chase after.

When the brothers, Bullhop and Adriaen made it outside and away from the hotel safely, they started cheering. Leo giving a appreciative pat on the shoulder to Bullhop.

Raphael clears his throat, “Listen, uh…we’ve been thinking, and uh…” Raph tenses his body, gritting his teeth as Leo teasingly nudged his brother.

“Come on, Raph. You can do it."

"You’re welcome to stay with us anytime you want."

Adriaen was silently begging for Bullhop to decline the offer. “Hey, thanks guys! But you know, I was thinking I got to get myself together. I get to learn how to deal with…this whole situation.” 

Adriaen let out a breath of relief, “And I think I found the way. Through the dance! Mutant Canadian ballet!" Bullhop informs, giving a little ballet pose which honestly surprised the five before he waved bye and leaves the brothers and Adriaen who clap and wish him luck.

“That sounds great. Good for you." Leo praised lastly before they all let out a collective exhale. Mikey however quickly hollered out.

"You sure you don't want to join the Mad Dogs? Cause I was all set to kick Donnie out."

A tranq dart hits him and he passes out as Donnie looks away, holding the gun in hand.

”Seriously? That’s twice you’ve done that to your brother!”

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A/N: I APOLOGISE FOR ANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES THAT WERE MADE, I TYPE REALLY FAST AND OFTEN DON'T SEE THEM UNTIL I ACTUALLY PUBLISH THE CHAPTER.

Sorry if this was a lil short or not that great. But regardless I still hope you enjoyed it!

First Chapter here

Previous Chapter here

[mistressofthelearningplateau]

The Few Who Dare

Rachel is less trustworthy than Sarah, but also probably way more qualified to do medical procedures.

We’ve been peeling back layers on Neolution since the very beginning. First was the super weird but ultimately harmless Leekie groupies who wore white contacts and hung out at cybergoth clubs. But diving down to each new layer found darker and more sinister goings-on until we landed here. On a far-flung island, in an isolated camp. And the hundred and seventy year-old founder of Neolution is supposed to live up on that hill. He’s got a Plan. That apparently involves Rachel, Delphine, and Cosima. Nothing horrible has happened, though Cosima is being kept locked in a yurt and they clearly don’t want her and Delphine to have a chance to trade information and conspire. But there is a definite feeling that something is off. There’s something else going on here, and they’ve only got part of the story. But, as usual, the only way to find out what’s going on is to play along, or so says Delphine. I mean, she has been here longer than us, so she probably knows best. The biggest problem with that plan is that Cosima has never been great at just keeping her head down and doing as she’s told.

While every other character in the episode, both at Revival and on the homefront find themselves in deep with Neolutionists watching their every move, Sarah’s life has briefly turned into a Far Cry game. This always happens to her. Everyone else gets a moment to stop for a second, whether they want to or not, but not Sarah. She has to keep moving. In fact, she’s almost literally moving every time we see her this episode. She stops for the night, she gets attacked. She finds the boathouse, there are men with guns and dogs. She finally reunites with Cosima, her entire reason for doing this (and also a lot of the things she does), and still only gets a brief moment of calm (if you can call it that) before she has to run away again. And then she gets a tranq dart in the neck right before her chance to escape. At least she can stop moving for a second?

Lab Notes:

Yeah, let's put all our trust in a mysterious guy who lives in a mansion up on a hill while we all live in yurts.

"It's sort of a school." "Okay. That's weird."

Donnie running through the woods, dragging his suitcase behind him is such a great image.

Cosima searches the bottom shelves first, forgetting apparently that Delphine is tall, and tall people hide things on tall shelves.

"Oh my god, you're bleeding." Fucking understatement, Cosima.

"You're meant to put that in your uterus?" "I was kinda hoping you would, actually." Another situation that Sarah finds herself in all too often. Poor squeamish Sarah.

[angelpuns]

50 au part 25

Donnie sat there for a long time, just staring at Leo. He knew- he knew he needed to get up. Needed to check Leo's leg and set him up in bed and possibly restrain him. Needed to clean himself up so Leo didn't see what he'd done to Donnie when he was finally back to his senses. 

He didn't reset when he slept. They knew that now. Donnie checked the time. It was about 11:05. He thought Leo would reset at midnight. On the cameras it had been like…but then again, Leo hadn't woken up til about 1 am before, so how could he have known…but why the hell would someone make a curse that resets your memory at 11 o clock?

He let out a shaky breath. He still hadn't moved. Donnie had work to do and he needed to move. 

He put a hand up to his tender face, wincing at the light touch. Something was probably broken. Hopefully it was a simple fix and maybe- maybe their amazing mutant super healing would kick in before Leo had to see. If not, Donnie would lie. Or get Raph to lie for him. 

He glanced at his hand when he pulled it away, barely registering the blood on his fingers. Yeah. Yeah, okay. That was okay. He could handle a little blood. For now, anyway. 

Donnie took in another shaking breath, willing himself to stop fucking shaking. It was just another fight with Leo. Just another wrestling match gone wrong, like when they were kids. 

And Donnie wouldn’t cry, even if Leo accidentally hurt his shell a little or if he got a small scrape. Even though it hurt. He just couldn’t cry over pain like that sometimes. Something about being too overwhelmed by the sensation to cry at all. 

But Leo would always know, and he'd cry enough for the both of them. 

He'd hold Donnie's hand and apologise over and over, even if it was an accident. And even though Donnie couldn't cry or speak or do anything other than shake like a leaf, he would look at Leo. And he'd hold his hand. And he'd try to tell him silently that it was okay, because accidents happen. And it wasn't as if Donnie hadn't accidentally hurt Leo before, too. 

Except he could absolutely not tell Leo about this. Because he didn't want Leo to stare at him and cry like he did when they were kids. He didn't want Leo to apologize over and over like after the invasion, either. Because that's all he seemed to say for a while. To all of them. 

Just apologizing over and over, not even aware of what he was saying. Donnie didn't want to hear another apology from Leo for a long, long time after that. 

Donnie looked at the clock. It was nearly 11:30 now.  

“Fuck-” he finally got up, wiping his bloodied hand on his hoodie. That was another hoodie ruined by this whole debacle, but he found it difficult to worry about that right now when a bout a thousand other things were on his mind. He had to fix this- not just the curse. He needed to fix this before Leo woke up and was inevitably at their throats again. 

He snatched the tranq gun off the ground and stuffed it back in his pocket. He hated to use it, especially at that close of a range. But he was fairly certain Leo would have kept going until he was- well, possibly until he was dead. 

And he didn't want to die. 

He tried not to think too hard on it, shaking his hands out and kneeling down next to Leo's still form. He turned his head a little and removed the dart, grimacing at the mark that was left there. 

The gun wasn't made to be fored that close, after all. The scales there were going to bruise terribly, he would have to apologize for that when Leo knew what was going on. Later. Much later at this rate. 

Donnie tossed the dart in the trash and picked Leo up underneath his armpits. He was heavy, but the bed was close enough it didn't matter too much. He carefully maneuvered Leo into his bed, peeling back the covers so he could check on his leg. 

It was bleeding through the bandages again. The stitches were definitely fucked. 

Donnie sighed and stared at Leo for a moment, just to make sure he wasn't close to waking up. His chest rose and then fell in a steady rhythm, as if he were just sleeping peacefully. 

It was a good thing Donnie had made it a little longer lasting this time. He didn't think he'd be able to fight Leo again. 

He finally stepped away and headed for the med bay, listing off the supplies he'd need in his head. He hated that he had to do this again, but he didn't really want Leo bleeding out when he didn't have his memories and Donnie hadn't been able to convince him to cooperate. That chance of him being violent again was high, and Donnie wanted his leg patched up before Leo tried to fight one of them again. 

He grabbed what he needed and started back to Leo's room, preparing himself mentally for the blood and the terrible sewing and the having to deal with the icky-ness of it all. 

He'd have to make sure the TV was ready again. Maybe they convince Leo it had been a nightmare. As much as he hated lying to his twin about something as important as his memory, it might be necessary. 

Donnie was all too relieved to see Leo was still there - he reminded himself that the tranquilizer lasted at least 2 or 3 hours. And Leo hadn't slept well either. So he had time. Plenty of time. He set the supplies down and got to work, making a note to tell Mikey and Raph what happened So they too would be prepared. 

Tomorrow was going to be a long, long day. But it would be the last day of this goddamn curse, Donnie would make sure of that.  

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queuing this for later and my back hurts v bad so sorry for no author's note. Lemme know if it needs warnings, hope y'all enjoy <3

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