Hi! I'm back! This takes place in ROTT universe. I basically wanted to do some cute Donnie fluff with hint of a plot.
I do not own ROTT or any incarnation of the Turtles in any way shape or form.
Raph and Mikey were in the dojo waiting for Donnie.
"C'mon, c'mon…" Raph mumbled leaning against the wall, watching the door intently.
Mikey was doing backflips round the edge of the dojo, singing loudly as he did so.
After about thirty more seconds of this Raph found himself snapping. "Mikey! Can it!"
Mikey immediately stopped. "Well ex-squeeze me for being bored!"
"Where's Donnie?" Raph said, more to himself than Mikey.
The youngest turtle shrugged. "Dunno. Why doncha go find him if you're that bothered about him?"
"Fine!" Raph said, sharply before flouncing out the dojo.
It was only when he'd got to Donnie's room that he briefly wondered if he'd been tricked, but, writing it off, he knocked on the door. "Donnie?" No answer.
Frowning slightly Raph rapped harder. "Donnie, it's training!" He said a bit louder.
"Oh, so this is when you guys train!" Raph gave a high-pitched yelp before turning to face a smirking Leonardo.
No point denying it. "Yup."
"And you want try and tear Done-a-tello away from his gadgets to do so?" Leo scoffed and leaned against the wall. "Good luck with that."
Raph frowned. "He's usually out by now. He knows what time we train. We've been doing it for six weeks."
"Not that anyone can-wait, six weeks!? Why doesn't anyone tell me about these things!?"
Raph gave him another look as he rapped harder on the door. "Are you seriously tellin' me you wanna get up at five AM?"
"Well no, but-"
"Button it then." Raph said with uncharacteristic gruffness before pounding on the metal barricade that was Donnie's room. "DONATELLO! TRAINING!"
"Have you tried the lab?" Raph gave another squawk and turned to face Mikey who had appeared at Leo's elbow.
There was a beat as Raph, Leo and Mikey had a sort of silent staring match. After a couple of seconds Raph let out a large groan and stomped off towards the lab.
Leo and Mikey fist-bumped before following.
This time Raph didn't waste time pounding the door and instead just opened it. "Oi, Donnie, it's training. What're you playing at?" Before stopping dead.
Donnie was asleep on his desk, head bent at a slightly unnatural angle.
Behind him Mikey let out a soft ekk. "Aw! So cute! Do we have to wake him up?"
"I don't think so." Leo said. "It's better he gets some rest. Raph, you comin?"
Raph paused, studying his immediate younger brother intently. Something wasn't right here. So ignoring his youngest brothers telling him to leave it alone he edged closer to Donnie and felt his fore-head before pulling his arm back. It was red-hot.
"Fever." He said by way of explanation to his brothers. "Leon, go get pops. Mikey, do me a favour get a cold flannel or something, will ya?"
As Leo sped off, Mikey said in surprise. "We have those?"
"April brought a bunch over, remember? Said she didn't want to eat of dirty plates. Now go."
As his brothers followed his orders Raph, with a bit of skilful manoeuvring, managed to pick Donnie up, cradling him a bit like you would a sleepy toddler.
As his immediate younger brother shuffled and mumbled something about uranium Raph smiled softly before heading to the geniuses room.