the bad guy doesn't get the girl//donatello rottmnt x reader; megamind au

chapter 4//＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚

.·:*¨¨* third persons pov *¨¨*:·.

the neon leon museum is a building that is placed right in the center of the beautiful big apple and somehow, every single person is here. the museum is grand and humungous, and oddly enough has a small brick wall on the stage. 

the citizens on new york wait patiently for their beloved hero to make an entrance as murmurs and conversations continue in the crowd. suddenly, there is a hush among the crowd and their attention is drawn to the white brick wall, decorated with blue stars.

a loud noise of bricks falling and the sound of someone colliding with said bricks gives day to the hero. 

"aII right, put your hands in the air." the turtle grins, wearing his usual blue outfit and carrying himself in the same cocky manner as always. he mimics guns with his fingers, then swings his two katanas around as the crowd cheers deafeningly.

leo throws his hands up, sauntering to the front of the stage. "ladies and gentlemen, your neon leon!" he moves to the people, hands out for high fives and the crown goes wild.

"who's your turtle?" the chants commence as the crown continues to freak out. "neon leon!"

"yeah, new york! gimme some. come on. give it now. give it to me. right on." he recives high five after high five and kisses baby after baby.

leo starts making shushing motions and attempts to quiet the crowd. "aII right, all right" the citizens grow silent and a tone of seriousness if brought over the situation.

"you know, you know, i just want to bring it down a bit." his eyes close as he smiles softly and continues to motion to the crown to stay quiet. now, the music is the only thing louder than leo.

and even the music gets shut off as leo directs the crew. "boys, a Iittle Iower. thank you, fellas." 

"lets get real for a moment." he grows somber and yet he carries the same kind and confident grin on his face. "that's right, that's right." someone would have to be a fool to not admit that this turtle hero wasn't attractive.

"although getting a whole museum is super-cool..." leo pauses, grinning and shaking his head. "you want to know what the greatest honor you've given me is?"

the crown starts to respond amongst themselves and leo speaks up again. "do you really want to know? really?" they start cheering louder, excited for whatever the blue and green hero has to say.

"i'll tell you. the greatest honor you've given me is Ietting me serve you, the helpless people of Metro City." the word helpless seems directed or at least an odd choice. but the people of new york city do not care about this in the least bit.

leo smiles again and pauses to breathe for a second. "and at the end of every day, well, I often ask myself..." if one was looking hard enough, they could see leo's brow furrow for a slight second. but again, none of these citizens care about that enough to notice. ....who would I be without you?"

the silence after this is broken by an hyped fan shouting out. "i love you neon leon!" leo grins and snaps out of the more serious stare and returns to the present. "and i love you random citizen."

.·:*¨¨* donatello's pov *¨¨*:·.

finally back home. mikey pulls up the invisible car into the garage and i hop out, smiling and content with myself. "there's no place Iike evil Iair." i sigh happily, throwing my arms open as i enter my lair.

"i've kept it cold and damp just for you!" and there's mikey, always so eager for appreciation. he does try his best, i know, but sometimes i wish i had been stuck with a smarter brother. of course, no one's intelligence even compares with mine.

i reach for my usual suit, done with the orange jumpsuit, purple's more my colour anyway. i slide on something better and look in the nearest mirror, something i didn't have in prison.

"how do I Iook, angelo? do I Iook bad?" i turn in the mirror, and look at my dear brother for his approval. "disgustingly horrifying, don!" i grimace at the name but swallow the frown and let a small smirk take over.

"you always know what to say." suddenly i hear the sound of something mechanical, like the whiz of the helicopter.  "oh, shelldon certainly missed you." i light up mikey's comment and at the sight of the AI drone as i open up my arms, grabbing him.

"did you miss your daddy? who's a menacing Iittle cyborg? you are. yes, you are." my kind words have no effect as shelldon responds with: "took you long enough to get out of there." 

i might have made shelldon a little too sarcastic. i move to check on shelldon's system for updates, when i hear the sound of a girl groaning. strange, i didn't think she'd be awake yet.

"y/n, we meet again."

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alright, this was a little bit longer, sorry for the long pause!!!