Love reBuilt {TMNT 2012}

CH. 10

Hahaha..... Heyyyy guys...

so so sorry for this being as grossly late as it is! there will be an authors note at the end if u wanna read it, but i fear I've already made you wait long enough.

on with the show!

-Sneep <3

(TW: light symptoms of panic attacks, as well as a mention of sexual assault)

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Donatello Hamato was known for having a wee bit of a temper. Never out of anger, more so when he found his patience thinning. But this was merely due to constantly finding himself in dangerous, high-stress situations, whilst having to work with all three of his siblings. He didn't think he could be brought to his boiling point over someone he'd only seen once and hadn't had more than a single conversation with.

But it seems that was only his wishful thinking. Because right now, at this moment, Donatello truly felt like he was seething with irritation. "This is ridiculous!" He yelled.

You stood across from him, the city's distant lights casting a soft glow on the side of your face. Considering it was pitch black out, the slight illuminating light was the only thing allowing Donnie to see your scowl as you scoffed in response.

You were tired, and cold, and had no intention of getting any nearer to this strange man. You had agreed to leave with them out of your cowardice, but now that you were arguing with one, you didn't feel as terrified. You felt spiteful. And honestly, it was almost like you had the upper hand in this harsh dispute.

There was no way you could escape all three, but there was a chance you could frustrate this one enough that he could leave you here. You knew it was a slim, desperate, and entirely unrealistic possibility. It could equally just piss him off enough to find other physical ways of transporting you. But you truly couldn't think of a reason they would be after you. Honestly, you weren't significant in any way. At least not to aliens (or whatever they were). The theory that they could just pick someone else, someone less 'thorny', to carry out whatever they wanted... You knew it was weak. You were grasping at straws.

Unfortunately, there were no straws to grasp. Because in actuality, you were nearly unexpendable to the four brothers. Donatello was going to get you into that lair, it didn't matter how much you were trying to be a pain. He's lived with Raphael and Mikey for twenty years, he could handle this. "As thankful as I am for your tips on how to properly kidnap shrewish women, I think this will be our last little escapade. But truly, I appreciate it. Couldn't think of anything else I'd enjoy more in this moment!" He said, a jeering sarcasm dripping from his tone.

You gaped for a moment, feeling completely and utterly offended. "Shrewish!? Coming from some whiney little weirdo who can't drive!"

"First of all, we are not weirdos. And second of all, I can drive. I hand-made my vehicle. I just didn't bring it, because I didn't expect the guest we would be picking up to be such a screaming nightmare!" His hands flailed out in exasperation as his words shot towards you, their pitch heightened and laced with extreme and total frustration.

It would seem, though, that your anger was just as ill-contained. "Oh, fuck off!" you yelled back, "I'm not climbing on your back, dickhead! I don't know where you've been, you bald fuck!"

Donatello felt his jaw tighten considerably as he glared his hatred towards you. He would never admit nor believe it, but the turtle had a bit of a sensitive ego. The aimed insult nearly tipped him over the edge of his temper, and his lack of volume control showed this. "Why you- Here's an idea for you! SUCK. IT. UP. You brat!"