the new schedule is going well, i hope you guys don't hate my miles morales story, i'm a little worried about it ngl
i do enjoy the song part a little more for the miles one, that makes it funner.
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.·:*¨¨* donatello's pov *¨¨*:·.
i stand very still on the oval pedestal that stands in front of three identical mirrors in my lab. mikey, ever so creative and wondrous, continues to measure me.
i'm not super patient, i have places i'd rather be. i fidget but smile gently to myself as i glance down at angelo. it's been a while since i've seen him this into the zone.
but, i do wish he would hurry up, just a little bit faster. i'm meeting y/n later, and i grin at the mere thought of seeing her again.
"well, you seem in a very good mood tonight, sir." mikey says, and i didn't realize he wasn't so focused on measuring still.
i nod, not wanting to lie. i didn't really have a reason to lie, honestly. but, who i was with y/n is different then when i'm othello.
"oh, yes. how Iong is this going to take, mikey?" i ask, trying to sound calm. he tilts his head ever so subtly and i notice, making my mouth dip into a mild frown.
my dear angelo inhales sharply and puts on an effective fake smile. "just a few alterations, sir,
and i will be done with your most terrifying cape yet!"his thrill for the cape seems to take over and i nod, grinning along with him. "i'm calling it..."...mikey pauses for dramatic effect and i raise an eyebrow.
"...the Black Mamba..." he says, trailing off as my eyes widen. this does sound interesting, i'll admit. and knowing mikey, it'll turn out amazingly.
i nod, and close my eyes as i imagine it. i grin and open my eyes, eagerly. "black mamba. perfect." mikey nods in agreement.
i suddenly snap out of my thoughts on the cape, remembering my plans. "gosh, I am running Iate." i say and move away from mikey. "i have to go." i say in reply to mikey's confused face.
he whips around as i walk away, grabbing my stuff. "what? where..." mikey's voice stops as i continue walking on.
i don't want to deal with him right now, i can't be late. mikey continues to pester me though. "where are you going, sir?" he asks.
i spin around, making a face as i pack up some of my lab stuff i left out. "we have our debut battle with casey tomorrow morning." mikey says, sounding a little panicked.
i don't know why he's so worried, it will all be fine. "we haven't even tested your big battle suit yet." mikey says and i'm not looking at him but i can hear the sadness in his voice. he's hurt.
however, i don't have the time to deal with him. "you attend to the details, mikey." but, he just pouts and follows after me.
"i have to... run a quick errand." i say, making up a quick excuse. it clearly doesn't work and i rub my forehead as mikey chases after me while i move through the lab.
he frowns, grabbing my arm. "you don't run errands." i spin around, making a face yet again as mikey looks at me in disbelief.
"what's going on here?" mikey says and i unconvincingly try and deflect. "what?" i say, a little louder and defensively.
mikey's eyes widen as i try and pull away. "oh, wait a minute." he throws his hands in the air and i turn to leave, finally.
"are you wearing jean paul gaultier's pour homme?" i freeze, how did he even smell that? i'm a little embarrassed as mikey notices this, but i brush it off quickly.
"it's just my natural musk." i say, shrugging gently as i scramble to leave. but, i can't find the keys to the invisible car. "now, where are the car keys?"
i continue to search as mikey folds his arms, yelling at me from across the garage part of the lab. "this is about ms. l/l, isn't it?" mikey accuses me and i shake my head, rolling my eyes to keep deflecting.
i turn to mikey to make up another excuse but his eyes are wide and his mouth is open. i tilt my head, curiously but he speaks before i can.
"you're going on a date with her." mikey states, sounding saddened and yet, surprised. i pause.
a date? i mean, i am but... now is not the time to ponder my relationship with y/n. "no, my main man." i say, quickly and i'm totally panicking at this point. "get out of town."
"oh, this is bad. this is bad." mikey shakes his head, worried and i step back, still searching for the keys. where are they?
but, what mikey says next, freezes me.
"you've fallen in Iove with her."
and i know in my head, mikey's right.
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