A/N I started writing for the characters 3 years deep into their relationship. I think they deserve a beginning. Donatello & my OC are 26 years old in this story.
I've been listening to a lot of music while I write and I find it helps to set the tone of my chapters, so I'll be listing a song with each one. Listen or don't. It's up to you.
Also Feedback is much appreciated. I cant get better if I don't know what I'm doing wrong. ;D
Song: Alkaline Trio: Love Love Kiss Kiss
October 31st 2009
It was Halloween and Donatello's heart just wasn't in it. It was the one night he could go streetside without worrying about much and as far as he was concerned no fucks were given. He was still reeling from his breakup with Julie, although if he was honest with himself he saw it coming. It was another chapter from a book that repeated the same old story. Turtle saves girl; girl is grateful; fuck like crazy for a few months; shine falls off the apple; someone gets hurt. It seemed like every time he or one of his brothers got a girlfriend this was pretty much the case. The girl is always appreciative of her knight in shining armor, but once the reality of the situation sets in they lose interest. In rare cases one of them would do the heartbreaking, usually this was Raph when the girl got too clingy. How that jackass even managed to charm his way into their pants was beyond his brother's comprehension.
This time it was Donatello who got his heart broken. He really thought Julie was the one. She was a biochemist they saved from a burning lab after a foot attack. She was totally into the "ninja thing" and went so far as to train with them, clean cut, preppy, not a wild bone in her body. Predictable. Safe. Which is why it came as a surprise when she broke up with him. She just couldn't see herself married to a turtle. She wanted the white picket fence with 2.5 kids & an SUV, and "sorry Donnie, you just can't give it to me." Well Shit.
Michelangelo was bouncing off the walls getting ready for some party or something later that evening talking about some video game girlfriend he made plans to meet up with. Raph was knocking back a few beers. He was going, and I quote you "Trollin' for Bitches" and he was preparing by "Pre-gaming it" whatever the hell any of that meant, and even Leo was starting to get excited. Donatello wanted them all to die in a fire. He went back to his laptop looking for something to get him out of the lair. He browsed movie theater times 8:00PM GHOSTBUSTERS/GREMLINS SPECIAL SCREENING: THEMED COSTUMES GET IN FREE Bingo. It was 3:30pm now. He looked at some of the spare parts in his workshop. He could throw together a replica proton pack & ecto goggles in that amount of time. He had a couple of spare mechanic's suits for when he worked on their van & bikes. And he already owned knee & shoulder pads. Awesome. Something to keep his mind off things for a while and a free double feature? Yes please.
"Hey Mikey!"
"Yeah Bro?"
"Do me a solid, as you say, and paint the Ghostbuster logo & a name patch on this for me real quick?"
"You got it, dude. Which one do you want to be?"
"I dunno. Surprise me I guess?"
"Definitely Egon."
Four hours & Fifteen minutes later he was in line at the theater. Tons of couples, with matching costumes, holding hands. UGH. The Ecto goggles hid most of his face and most of his disdain. The rest of his costume also came out great. The jumpsuit covered his more reptilian features nicely & Mikey did a good job on the logo. He went a bit overboard and made a neutrino wand and a PKE meter while he was at it, which he rigged to react to EMF readings. When he got home he would add lights & sounds and sell them on some fan site. Or maybe save them. He hadn't decided yet and was pondering his options when he walked into a girl in the lobby sporting a pair of latex terror dog horns & red gatekeeper nightgown, toting an oversized bag that was clearly hiding food.
"The Hell?! Watch it jerk!"
"I'd apologize, but you were just kind of a bitch."
She squinted at the reply, and also to get a better look at his stupid face in the dim lighting. "You didn't need to dye your skin green for this you know, creepy ass weirdo."
"It was from a different costume earlier. And what about you? you don't need all that food for this" he said both eying her up and down and motioning at her obnoxiously large purse.
"Touché. Whatever guy, I'm not selling a kidney for some skittles, so survival of the fittest and all that. And fuck you because I think you just called me fat. I gotta go, the good seats are going fast." And with that she spun around and headed towards the theater.
An usher checking tickets stopped her before she entered "Miss I'm going to have to check your bag" damn it.
"Ummmm Uhhhh HAHAHA I have some embarrassing stuff in there… so… HAHA… you can't look!"
"Miss, please, I need to see" Donnie stepped up to the guy, pulled him aside and whispered something in his ear. "Oh, sorry to have bothered you Miss, please enjoy the show."
The girl blinked "Oh. Great. Thank you!" She & Donatello rushed passed the usher.
"Just what did you tell him anyway?"
"I just said you kept your colostomy supplies in there."
She stopped dead in her tracks and turned five shades of red before she roared "YOU DID WHAT?! YOU FUCKING JERK!"
"You're Welcome." he said with a cocky tone. With a salute and a nod Donatello left her standing in the aisle as he took his seat in the back of the theater.
The first movie had just started and everyone had settled in. Donatello was able to snag a seat in the last, and the girl from earlier was stuck sitting next to him in the right. He had taken the proton pack off and set in in the seat next to him so he would be more comfortable, and by the time the girl had gotten over her embarrassment and looked for a seat all but the very first rows were taken. She made him put his pack in front of his legs. It wasn't revenge exactly, but she supposed it would do.
"A full torso apparition! And it's real!" Ray whispered on screen.
*Chkssshhhh* "Oh man I love this scene! Eeeeeeee!" The girl slurped a bit of her drink.
"Is that Beer?" Donnie whispered with venom "What the hell? You snuck beer in?! And I helped you?!"
"It's not beer in the strictest sense. It's PBR." The guy sitting to the left of Donnie heard this and reached over to him to give the girl a fist bump.
"I can't believe you!"
"Shut up and have one. You're missing the scary part." She shoved her open beer into Donnie's hand and grabbed two more out of her purse keeping one and tossing the other to the guy who had fist bumped her a second ago. "Share and Share alike!" she whispered to them both earning a grin and some sour patch kids from the guy on the left.
"ready?... ready?... GET HER!" everyone in the theater screamed in pretend surprise, Laughing and shrieking, except for a couple a few rows down who were making out.
The girl pointed at them "Look at those assholes. IF YOU WANT TO SUCK FACE, GET A ROOM!" Immediately other moviegoers started to toss popcorn at them. The couple broke it off and sheepishly slunk down in their seats.
Donatello shrugged, thinking Maybe she's not so bad, and took a sip of the beer. It was pretty terrible, but from what Raph had told him about it, it was to be expected. He relaxed his shoulders, sat back and decided to make the best of a bad situation. The next three and a half hours went by pretty quickly. He had exchanged some pretty witty banter with the mystery girl. At intermission everyone had gotten up to use the rest rooms, exchange seats & stretch their legs. It might have been the beer or her bag full of beer and candy but he decided that they would stick together for the second half of the evening.
The Antiques store owner had collected Gizmo and was walking away in the snow when both Donatello and the girl decided enough was enough. He looked over at her, stretched his arms & stood/swayed.
"Well, it was fun. Hey! What are you doing?" He knew he was light headed from all two of the beers he drank, but he could swear she was going for his belt. He looked down and the girl was unclipping the PKE meter from his costume.
"Oh, I want to borrow this to show some friends. I'll give it back. Or are you afraid I'll steal it?" She said with a raised eyebrow.
His head was too foggy to respond with anything but some stuttering noises.
"Ugh. Lightweight. Here's my number." She took a sharpie out of her bag and wrote her name and cell phone number on the sleeve of his jumpsuit. " Here. Now you can call me and we'll make arrangements for me to give this back. Well, catch you later Egon."
"What? My name's not Ego-Oh yeah" he looked down at the painted-on Spengler patch on the jumpsuit, Then to the writing on his sleeve, and back up. She was gone before he could say goodbye.
He looked back down at his sleeve.
Mizu Edwards XOXO
212-555-4358
"I think she just give me a fake name..."
