"Sure, Honey... It was just a dream."Just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream.
Just a dream.
Just a-
"Y/n..." You hear your name called out, it sounded like Donnie calling it... It had to be him... But you were just somewhere else?... Where were you?... You woke in the lair; specifically the med-bay. You tried to crane your neck to look around, not being able to because of the restrictions of a neck brace. Only one of your eyes was open because the other was blackened and swollen. When you attempted to speak, you heard an alarm sound coming from where you knew the lab was, followed by running and collapsing objects.
"Yellow! You're okay!" Donnie ran in, soon followed by a little posse.
"Mother!" Galileo, who's voice was really similar to how his apparent father's was/is at that age.
"Mom!" Celsa, who has a sweet voice like warm honey and reminds you a bit much of Monty.
"Mama!" Circe, who's voice is very similar to yours, but also has a bit more of the weird undertone of Donnie's as well.
"Mother!" And Faren, who sounds like Morgan Freeman's lawnmower had a baby with Vin Diesel's backfiring car engine. Because we're family.
"Uh...? I'm alive?... Let's... fucking go?..." You mutter, sounding like you were literally dying.
"Y/n, oh mi gosh! You're okay! Oh, this is amazing! Don't ever almost die again!" He shouted as the kids all excitedly ran to your bedside, giving you painful hugs which are soon interrupted by the purple clad boy.
"Kids! Get off, she's still recovering! You don't just get better after a day and a half!" He complained to the children as you tried to raise a brow, soon realizing that you had what was essentially a full body cast on.
"Uh... So... What happened to my body Bruce?..." You asked, trying to see if Bruce was closer enough to answer. Bruce was hooked up to every electronic in the lair at the moment so he responded through a small speaker next to your bed.
"Oh, creator. You have awoken from what was identified by Barron Draxum as a, and I quote, "Mystic Energy Enhanced Coma" which could have lasted up to two weeks if your body wasn't used to mystic energy. Would you like to activate an injury assessment?" He asked, the AI voice ringing in your head for a moment.
"Uh... Activate scan 34, Bruce Rue..." You say, getting ready for a long list.
"Processing... Skeletal injury assessment...
Five fractured ribs,
Three broken ribs,
Mild concussion,
Nine fractured bones of the left hand; metacarpal one, proximal phalanges three, middle phalanges four, carpal one,
Two broken bones of the left hand; distal phalanges two,
Twelve fractured bones of the right hand; distal phalanges three, middle phalanges four, proximal phalanges two, metacarpals four,
Six broken bones of the right hand; carpals five, proximal phalange one,
Broken left fibula,
Fractured right tibia,
Broken left ulna,
Three broken metatarsals of the left foot,
Two broken phalanges of the right foot,
Nasal bone fracture,
Fractured left supraorbital foramen,
and Fractured right collarbone...
Skin injury assessment...
Abrasions along the Stomach, Chest, Palms, Knuckles, Neck, Shoulder blades, Nose, Knees, Elbows, Left cheek, Right cheek, Left eyebrow, and Right eyebrow...
Internal injury assessment...
Odd account of no lasting internal injuries, not even as much as internal bleeding...
Cardiovascular assessment...
Heart rate, abnormally high..." He listed, sounding like he was describing a fatal train wreck victim.
"How... am I alive...? I mean, according to the assessment, I should probably be deceased... Right?... Like, who just survives something like-" You realize that you can't see Montana as the kids all left, seeming like they wanted you to talk with their father one on one. "-Where is Monty?" You asked with a very demanding tone.
"Well. She's right next to you. You just can't see her because you also hyperextend your sternocleidomastoid, so; Neck brace! Complements of Genius Built Medic Line. Now, on the topic of Genius Built, how would you rate the comfort level of the supplies? Very appeasing, very very appeasing, super appeasing?" He began to ramble as you hear a groan.
"Hey, genius. Can you get me some ice or something, all that was wrong with me was my broken legs." You heard Montana say, pulling back her curtain and causing your "rival" to turn your bed slightly so that you could see her. A smile spreads across your lips as you see your best friend. Just across from her was Leon, who was asleep with Baron checking his injuries.
"Monty?..."
"Oh, hey! Morning Y/n." She said, seeming to want to hold her positivity instead of being scared about your broken body... seriously how are you alive-
"Yin. Before you ask, my second son is okay. He just needs rest and some of the best medicine that all of alchemy and mystic magic have to offer. Oh, also there'll be some for you and your other human as well."
"My name is Montana...?" She said, seeming confused as to how he could forget. Meanwhile, Donnie is being oddly affectionate, sitting next to you on your bed, holding onto you, gently rubbing your cheek or softly kissing the top of your head... it was weird to you.
"Dude, that's my best friend that you're slobbering on. Cut it out before I cut you. Capeesh? I have a great turtle soup recipe that I'd love to try." Monty spoke softly, but with promise in her threat. It was obvious that she had seen plenty of this behavior, but that seemed even more odd is he was acting this was while you were sleeping... or in a coma...
"Right. I'm just glad she's alive, Montana. Not everything is about you." He spoke, causing Monty to scoff, trying to grab something to throw at him. You thankfully didn't have a cast on your right arm, so the only non-painful contact with Donatello was his soft tapping on your right forearm.
"I never said it was, jerk!"
"Oh zip it! Y/n doesn't belong to you! I can act however I want as long as she consents!"
"Nuh uh!"
"Fuck you mean "Nuh uh"?"
"Oh god, this is gonna be a long recovery..."
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Of Men and Mutants (Rottmnt Donnie x reader🍋)
FanfictionIdk wtf this is. Enjoy my first attempt at creating a story. (It's probably gonna suck lol) Summary: You kinda do some illegal stuff with your bestie (tech nerd thangs), also I'm naming her Montana because I don't wanna do the whole bff/n stuff. (Ye...