Mr and Mrs Hamato

Chapter 16 - Purple Rain

"Excuse me?" 

Dianne did not know what to say. What in the stupidest nonsense did Donatello mean by 'my wife'? She had thought he was sick or something so her face became red. 

Leo sucked in a deep breath, one hand running over his face in anticipation of the possible string of curses that could spew from the curly-haired brunette. Donnie gasped like a fish out of water. He turned to his twin for a quick save but the other twin backed away slowly mouthing an apology. 

"Don, you better have a good explanation for what you just said" her stern voice cutting through the thick atmosphere. The purple genius swallowed the lump in his throat. 

Think of a dumb excuse... his mind whispered. "Wait, I said something?" Donnie cringed, not that dumb.

Dianne narrowed her eyes at the turtle before her. "Don't make me repeat myself."

She watched as Donatello slowly tried to sink into his shell. Manning up, he sighed, "I said- ...."

"What?"

Donnie fiddles with his fingers, mumbling the sentence again. 

"Can you not whisper into the wind"

"GAH FINE, I said ... you're my wife?"

Dianne gave him the most confused and creeped-out look. One he wished he hadn't seen with his own eyes. 

Before she could say anything he spoke again, "You're my wife from the future if that makes any sense,"

"It does not make any sense, at all!" once again the soft-shelled terrapin felt shame—absolute wrong timing on his part. Dianne tapped her foot impatiently.

"Look, I can explain it all later back in the lair."

"No. NO NO, you are explaining this now. Cause I don't want to be walking around with a guy who thinks he can call me his 'wife'-"

"-Future wife," Donnie corrected much to Dianne's fuming anger.

"Whatever. Whatever gave you the right to even call me that!" she then gestured between the both of them. "I get that there's something between us, call it whatever you want...-" Donnie almost thought he'd have a chance to explain things when Dianne clearly knew that there was something between them. For a moment he thought he had hope on his side, 

"...but to call me your, your. Look it's just - DAMN YOU DONNIE, what are you even - do you know how weird this sounds?"

And the window to his hope slammed close on his face. 

Donatello needs to come up with an answer, quickly, "I know. It sounds crazy-"

"Insane!"

They both said at the same time, though Dianne had more of a bite in her bark.

He agreed half-heartedly, "-yes, insane. I assure you though that I have a perfectly good explanation for our current situation."

Dianne has no idea what to say next. "Just, do you have any idea of what this makes me feel like right now?"

Donnie waited for her to explain. It felt like the right thing to do.

"It's awkward. It is so awkward. I'm standing right here, I technically just met you and you have some wild thoughts- I mean how did that idea get in your brain?!"

Leo watched the weirdest interaction of his life. The slider thought that Dianne would have handled the situation more... elegantly? It is crystal clear to him that Dianne's reaction made Donnie feel dejected.