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CHAPTER 29- Opportunity

DONNIE POV

I slouch in my chair, a mug of steaming black coffee in my hand. I try my hardest to keep my eyes open, but exhaustion claims victory.

Abruptly, I slam my eyes shut. I have to admit, it feels a lot better that way.

I take a small sip out of my coffee, and open my eyes to see Leonardo standing in front of me. His eyes are locked on mine and I jump, startled.

"Hey Don." He grins at me with bright eyes and happy expression. "Want some more coffee?" He reaches for my cup, not even waiting for a response, and turns around to refill my cup.

I tilt my head to the side a bit. I recently read about how this helps you put missing pieces together, so hopefully this will help me figure out why Leo's being so nice to me. After all, science never lies.

His posture is strait, perfect looking. He hums, "In Your Arms," by Nico & Vinz, as he fills up my cup. I watch as the coffee plunges into my cup. I can practically feel my oldest brothers smile lighting up the room. But... Why?

Then, like an arrow in a bird, it hits me.

He wants something.

"Alright. What is it that you want this time?" I cut right to the chase. If I need to invent something for him, I'd like to start as soon as possible. It beats sitting around doing nothing, anyway.

"I want to become human." The words are out of his mouth before I can even prepare to think. Wait, human? He wants to become human? This is probably the funniest thing I've ever heard.

"Leo, you can't become human. The retromutagen would only turn you into a regular turtle and even if it would've worked, I don't have any mutagen left over. I'm sorry, but no." I take my coffee from his limp body, and walk over to the fridge for some left over bacon. Mikey continues to make breakfast for everyone, but only on weekends.

"But... What about April? If you became human you might actually have a chance with her." Leonardo bribes. I laugh, remembering the events of last night.

"Two things. One, April's already my girlfriend." His face is shocked and confused. I chuckle. "And two, I already told you. It's impossible." I walk out of the kitchen, chewing a piece of bacon.

"No! Donnie, you have to do this. Please. I bed of you. Please just do this one thing and I won't ever bother you again. Never ever." Leo follows me and grabs my arm, stopping me from entering my lab, right in front of the main room.

"Ooo, fearless is begging. Can he sit too? Sit boy, sit!" Raphael laughs at his own joke, and Mikey tags along.

"Stop it, Raphael. I was just asking Donnie a favor." Leonardo explains. He lets go of my arm and turns to me, all business. "So, are you going to do it or not?"

Our eyes lock again. The only two wordsI see in his eyes are want and need. There really isn't a way out of this, is there?

I let out a sigh of defeat. I've never been very good at saying no to my brothers. "Fine. I'll try. But I can't make any promises." I warn.

A WEEK LATER

LEO POV

I pace. Back. Forth. Back. Forth. I wait for him to call my name. Telling me whether or not it'll work.

Hours of waiting have turned into days. Everyday it's the same thing, "Come back tomorrow." Well I'm not waiting till tomorrow this time.

My patience is running thin with him and if it's not done soon I just might die from waiting. I will admit,he knows how to keep a guy in suspense.

As I pace outside the lab door, I feel Raphael's green eyes on me. They glow like fire in the night, burning me. I'm too numb to feel it.

The door swings open. I stop, mid-step, and look over at my younger brother with hope and expectance. He nods, a beautiful grin on his face.

He motions for me to come into the lab and I do. At his metallic desk sits a vile with blue liquid in it. It sparkles in the gray room. It screams my name like a cry for help.

"That's it. Money drink a bit, though. I don't know if the amount will affect the outcome." Donatello instructs.

I slowly walk over to the vile. I'm worried that if I move to fast, I'll wake up from this dream and go back to waiting. I can't go back to that.

I pick up the vile and take off the cap.

Bottoms up.

Here goes nothing.