Element Turtles

It starts... Adorably

"Everything has to be perfectly lined up, coordinated, set and placed. This.. oh! This can't be here! Right.. there.." You heard Donnie talking to himself in his Lab behind the closed door which you found positively adorable. Yes, you were eavesdropping, but hey, he was talking loud and you were curious.

You stepped back after you heard silence and knocked on the door. You made him a sandwich, along with some chips and a drink, thinking he might need it since he had been in there for six hours, working nonstop.

Shuffling came to the door, sliding open enough for Donnie to stick his head out.

"Yea- oh, h-hi Y-Y-Y/n. U-um... yo-you, you lo-look lovely to-today...?" Donnie suddenly complimented, nervous, flustered and unsure. You smiled and blushed, holding out the plate of food and the drink.

"I thought you might need to refuel." You offered, and he gladly took with hungry eyes.

"Th-this looks delicious. Th-thank y-you." Donnie grinned happily, taking a large bite afterward. You chuckled as he practically inhaled the food and chugged down the drink, chuckling nervously after.

"Hehe.. I-I guess I wa-was hungrier than I-I thought.." he murmured, handing you the dishes.
"Th-thanks a-again Y/n. Best sandwich I-I've had in a while!"

You opened your mouth to reply, but Donnie quickly shut the Lab door and went back to working. You sighed and frowned as you thought, walking back to the kitchen.

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After who knows how many minutes, you came up with a simple plan. In all honesty it was more humorous than effective, and it made you giggle and chuckle over and over again.

"Donnie!!" You called from the other side of the door, knocking on the steel with your knuckles. The door began to slide open, and when there was enough space for you, you dashed in and hide behind Donnie's desk.

"Stop ignoring me!" You demanded, holding back chuckles as you watched Donatello's feet shuffle over.

"I-I'm not! I-I.. I think I'm not.. a-am I?"
While Donnie was pondering over weather or not he was ignoring you, you came out from behind his desk to observe his new creations. The floor was coated with papers littered with his handwriting, bits of scrap and reused parts, a pile of pens sat on a small table, and hanging on the wall was a giant chart. You and Donnie's names were written on it, along with the time, date, and..

"Relationship status?" You read out loud. "What in the world?? Donnie!!"

Donnie jumped at his name and slowly turned to you, his expression matching one of a child who was caught with their hand in a cookie jar.
"Y-yes, Flower?"

You crossed your arms, tapping your foot as you shot a quick glare/glance at the chart.

"Well?" You pressed on, expertly holding in the laughter fighting to break your serious expression and escape your lips.

Donnie blushed, tapping his fingertips together nervously.
"I-I'm a tu-turtle of science! I-it was o-only natural for m-me to try and sc-science our.. re-relationship.." he grinned sheepishly, hoping his smile might soften you up, which it did. You let out a small chuckle and sat down in his chair.

"Well, what have you 'scienced' so far?" You grinned.

I am 'meh..' with this chapter so don't mind me. 😊

On a side note: I LOVE TIMMY TRUMPET. AND GYM CLASS HEROES.

I'M GIVING YOU ALL A MIKEY CAUSE HE NEEDS TO BE LOVED.

*throws confetti*

MIKEY!!!