a/n thanks to everyone who let me know my chapters became corrupted, this should fix it ^^

"I'm with you."

Even though Donatello nods furiously, Leo's not sure his twin really heard him. His brother's eyes were swimming with tears, as he struggled with quick panicked breaths. Leo was grateful more than ever that they had decided to visit the small bodega at the middle of the night. Since now it was almost empty there were fewer customers to stare at the two ten-year old's in oversized hoodies, "I-I I can't' breathe Leo."

"Then we'll leave."

"B-but." Don's eyes glance towards the shopping basket Leo had been carrying with a vanilla of vanilla ice cream and a bottle of hot sauce, "we came here for your ice-cream."

It wasn't even a question,' It doesn't matter to me, let's just go home- "

"NO," This time people actually stare, not that it passes Don's attention who quickly scrubs at his face with the back of his sleeve, "I'll-I'll be fine. I'll be ok let's just hurry."

Leo would have dropped everything in that moment for his brother. But he distant his brother to feel worst then he already did. Which was deep thinking for a ten-year-old who couldn't look at a picture of a monkey without laughing, "Ok we're almost done bro," Donnie nodded again, Leo turned to move up in line and almost jumped out of his skin when Donnie grabbed his elbow but didn't pull away. He stepped up to the counter and upended his hard-earned allowance onto the counter, "Keep the change," Leo told the viciously high cashier. He tried not to think about how long he had saved that money up before he grabbed his treats and hurried out the door, dragging his brother behind him. the minute they excited the bodega and to the adjoining alley, where Leo knew the closets manhole cover was. But the minute they reached the shadows Donnie yanked his arm away. Before Leo could react, Donnie burst into tears, rubbing at his face with his sleeves in a rougher manner that made him want to grab his arms, but years of experience taught him not to, "D, it's ok, - "

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I tried to keep it together, I really did, "Donnie grabbed the rim of his hoodie pulled it down over his face, "It was so loud in there, I-I"

"I know, you wouldn't think a bodega would be blaring Iron Maiden," As usual, Don's response to humor was to give him a dead pan look through his red marked face, "I'm sorry."

"Did I ruin everything?""

"Of course not." Leo fought the urge to touch his brothers arm but knowing when to touch his brother was almost a balancing act. It was always wiser to let his brother decide when to initiate physical contact, "You handled that really great D! You kept it together, and we still got ice cream."

Donnie nodded, but Leo couldn't tell if he was feeling better nor just nodding for social convention (What social convention was, he had no idea. Donnie had mentioned it a few times), "Can we just go home?"

"Yeah sure!" Before he could stop himself, he held his hand out. Knowing Donnie was probably going to push past him and walk ahead to give himself some alone time, which he was prepared to honor that. But instead his brother grabbed his hand like a life line and rested his cheek on Leos' shoulder. Despite himself Leo gave a small grin and rested his cheek on his brother's hooded scalp, "It's ok D, you know I'll always fix you." Unable to stop from feeling proud of himself.

He's so proud of himself, in fact, that he doesn't notice Donnie's sad sigh

"(#)(#)\/(#)(#)
Five years later

"Seriously?"

Mikey nodded rapidly, unable to look away from the screen or the blocky pixelated figures, "This game is WAY more intense then you think man. I found three secret endings, and I've cried twelve times. That's not even half the amount of times Raph cried!"
Leo blinked, looking towards the bathroom and the ungodly noise coming from it, "Is that what that noise is? I thought Raph was trying to flush the blender again."
"Nope, the last ending we found really got to him."

The bathroom door swung open, "Why did it have to be the dog?!" Raph tore open a new packaging of tissues from the pile in his arms, blowing his nose loudly, "Why is it always the dog!? The dog didn't do anything why did=the-he" Raph let out another oud sob before burying his face into the tissue he had in his hand, "There was just so much soup!"

Leo had to choke back a laugh, if only to spare his openly weeping brothers' pride. HE flopped back onto a bean bag chair," How many endings are there supposed to be?"

"According to the wiki, Atleast seventy-five. And we're going to find them all, Right Raphie?!'"

"Damn right we are!" Raph punched the air before plopping on the ground right next to Mikey, "We have Atleast twelve tissue boxes, and twenty cartons of ice-cream in the freezer, this night is OURS" he dropped the tissue boxes around them and tore open a new box

"Are you sure that's enough?" Leo grinned, dodging a pillow Raph tossed at him, squirming around till he was sitting upside holding the former projectile pillow to his chest, "I'd get pizza too if I were you."

"Great idea!" Mikey shouted back over, "You should get on that!"

"Oooh extra meat!" Raph agreed

"And make one Hawaiian! With anchovies!"

Leo narrowed his eyes at his present brothers, one of whom was still struggling with his onslaught of tears. Twenty-five snarky comments begged for his attention, but his hunger agreed with them, so he settled for a large groan, "FOINE, just give me a moment to care." The snort that escaped his brothers told him how well they knew him

"Ah, I thought I'd find you here." Donnie was showing signs of another long day in the lab, wearing his favorite dark purple hoodie with a tired but happy expression, "You know, you could save your whole evening by printing off the walkthrough,"
"NO!" Mikey chucked a weapon on Don, but luckily since it was just a used tissue, it didn't make it past of the coffee table, "Don't you dare! This is an exploratory mission! And we're going to see it through to the end even if it takes all night!"

Donnie rolled his eyes, "Yes of course what was I thinking? Why would I want to spare you hours of fruitless ventures, time you could spend expanding your horizons?" Before giving Leo a look that clearly said, 'You're supporting this?' but Leo could only shrug back with a chuckle shifting around to sit upright reaching out to Donnie whit grabby hands," Come on! Sit with me! Join the madness, I'll rub your shoulders till you fall asleep!"

"Yes, because I didn't learn my lesson last time when you drew on my face," yes, he was the smartest for a reason," As much as I would love to join you hooligans, I have plans."

"Are you reorganizing your masks again?"

"NO, you know I only do that during appropriate lunar phases. "Donnie pulled out his phone and kicked Leo on the thigh, the red slider took hate hint and scooted over. Donnie took his spot on the beanbag, "I've been texting Sunita and she told me about this Yokai Super Store they all use."

"You mean like a Walmart? A Yokai Walmart?"

"More like a Yokai Super Walmart, but yes. They have rare food, books, and a ton electronics."

"DO they have socks?"

Donnie gave Leo another look as flat as his shell, "yes they have socks, but while you vagrant layabouts lay-a-bout, I will be out amongst the people experiencing the culture of low prices, screaming children and adults acting like juveniles."

Leo wasn't entirely sure how Donnie was excited about going to a store famous for public defecations, but Donnie was always excited for weird things,

"Well have fun D. Text us if you need us." Raph said

"Will you be able to tear away from your pixelated drama fest?"

Raph spun and pointed at Donnie, "HEY! Don't you diss what happened to Detective Puppy! Or the Pope!" looking to Mikey with new teary eyes" Mikey they don't understand what happened to the Pope!"

Without looking away Mikey shushed Raph, "Don't listen to them Raph," he climbed up till his was sitting up on Raph's shoulders, using his elbow to pet the top of Raph's scalp, "We will never forget the Pope of Hot Soup."
"NEVER." Raph held his hand up long enough to give Mikey a high five.

"ANYWAY." Donnie stood up from the beanbag," If I find those organic environmentally friendly spray paints I'll let you know."

"You are a gentleman and a scholar, "Mikey declared, "Go forth young man!"

Leo grinned at the weird sideshow that was Mikey and Raph, now that Mikey was balancing a bowl of popcorn on Raph's scalp as Raph continued to dab at his eyes. He was sure that if they could live on the surface, his brothers would be the most popular dorks around. But he hurried to Don's lab in time to see him pull his favorite dark purple hoodie over his battle shell," Hey D, give me a few minutes to get my portal sword and I'll meet you at the- "

Don popped his head out of his hoodie, twisting his brow at him, 'Why would I do that?"

"Cause, cause I'm coming?" Leo draped his arm over his brothers' shoulders, "Picture its bro-sift. Two loose twin cannons like us in a Super-Duper Mystic Market, it'd be epic."

"Yes, I can picture it Leonardo," Don's fingers came up and caught the inside of Leo's elbow, causing his twin to shriek out and jump away in self-preservation, "Of the last three places we've been together in the past week, you've gotten us kicked out of four."

"Four?"

"Remember, you made us sneak back into Hueso's and he kicked us out again remember?"

Vaguely. He remembered laughing so hard that he fell over, and Donnie had to drag him home by the ankle. Leo chuckled to himself before snapping out of his marinated memories, in time to jog after Donnie, "If you had ran faster, we wouldn't have been caught."

"If you hadn't jumped into the pizza sauce, we wouldn't have HAD to run." Donnie turned to face him, "And now, I don't you to come along, I don't need you to. You need to stay here, get me David Tenant?"

Leo wasn't quite where 'David Tenant' had come from, the only logical explanation was that Donnie had been staying up watching Doctor who again. But didn't have time to say anything else before he realized Donnie had already left. He found himself taking several steps towards the door before forcing himself to pivot around on his heel and take a deep breath

"LEO WE JUST FOUND ANOTHER LOST ENDING! GET US A PIZZA AND A CASE OF ENERGY DRINKS!"

Leo had just brought the pizza into the living room when Mikey suddenly shrieked, "DAMN YOU MR SENATOR!" before throwing himself off of Raphael onto the ground, bursting into tears, "I TRUSTED YOU!" Raph scooted to his side and immediately started rubbing Mikey's shell, while trying to stifle his own loud sobs, "He was like a father to us…" Raph agreed.

"Um…" Leo set the still steaming pizzas on the coffee tables, "Should you guys take a break? I think you're losing your sanity."

The two turtles looked to eachothers for a moment, but they must have agreed since for the first time in twelve hours Mikey put the game on pause and the two gathered around the table. Leo wasn't sure who looked worse though, the tiny orange one rearranging the mushrooms on his pizza to spell his name, or the giant red one rolling his meat loaded pizza into a cylinder then staring off into distance, "How many endings are left?" Leo asked

"ten," Mikey answered, "Apparently those the most intense ones."

"More intense then the Mr. Senator ending?" Leo grinned, before ending on the receiving end of the two most intense glares he had ever gotten from Mikey and Raph, "Too soon?"

"TOO SOON."

Leo chuckled into his black olive pizza, struggling not to choke. He looked down to his phone and lit up the screen for a moment before going back to his pizza, "Can't we watch a movie for a little bit?"

"-Why did you make Hawaiian pizza?"

Uh oh. Leo looked off to the last pizza, untouched pizza, "its, for me."

He knew he had said the wrong thing when both Raph and Mikey stopped eating and looked at him. "Leo, you tried to convince Dad you were allergic to pineapples."

"Ok fine, I figured Donnie would want some when he gets back." before burying his face back into his pizza. Trying to ignore Raph now giving him a look that was only annoying him. Mikey had already gone back to his pizza happily before popping up to his feet, 'I'm getting us some more soda's!" a dhurrie over to the kitchen," Don't play the game without me!"

Leo kept his gaze reverently on his pizza avoiding Raph's at all costs, but when he reached for another slice, he felt Raph's hand take his," Leo, you have to let this go."

"Let what go? I'm fine, I'm more then fine. You, my friend, are looking at the image of perfection," Leo stretched out his body, leaning on his hands and giving the most Greek-god-like stance possible, "this is perfection."
"Yeah well, perfection has been staring at his phone for three hours, making pizza he hates" Leo always hated it when Raph used his 'I'm the oldest, therefore I must be wise when dad's not around' voice. Especially from someone who once put tinfoil in a microwave because Donnie told him it would make a rainbow, "Donnie is fine- "

That's what he knew Raph was going to say. And, as he suspected, it made him grind his teeth in irritation. He pulled his phone out again, "He hasn't responded to any of my text messages. ANY of them. The guy who brags about his texting/typing/and coding speed at any chance he gets?" to be fair, Donnie bragged about A LOT of stuff, "No something is wrong."

"How many times have you texted him?"

Leo popped his lips, before unlocking his phone and holding it out to Raph. Only to have it snatched away, "You've texted him thirty-five times in one hour?!"

"I would have stopped if he had responded." Leo snatched the phone back," He's left me on read, like a Donnie."

"Because he' probably having fun. Like me and Mikey are, like you should be."
"I AM having fun. What you never understood is that I enjoy being right. And will do anything to prove it."

The fact that Raph literally threw himself back in his seat with both hands over his face was oddly satisfying, another trait that made him wonder if he was secretly a sadist. After a few seconds Raph jerked back up into a sitting position, "Listen LEON- "
"no, YOU listen." That came out a little more dramatic then he was intending, complete with half standing stance with a finger in his face. He made sure to sit back in his seat, "Look, I know I'm being paranoid. He's perfectly capable of fighting for himself. And I pick on him a bit," Raph gave him a look," ok A LOT, but he's my unofficial official twin. He's my brother. And I know he doesn't struggle like he used to. But" Damn he didn't want to admit this, but it was better then Raph harassing him all night, "You remember how he used to be right?"

His brother gave him a long look before crossing his arms over his chest, "I do."

"DO you? Cause before he could barely function. He didn't start talking till he was seven. And even after that, I." How could he say that without sounding like a total sap? "He needs me. When he'd get overwhelmed with the noise, I'd help him to his quiet room. When he started rubbing his hands together, I'd find him something to fix to distract him. He would come to my room in the middle of the night and talk about something random and weird I didn't understand for hours. One time he talked about the science of toothpaste caps till breakfast. It might not have made sense to you, but I knew wit was because there was something he was really trying to avoid. I'm," now for the sappiest part of all, "I'm his safety net."
A strangled noise brought Leo's attention back to Raph. Or rather the now sniveling, weeping mass that had been Raph. He was hugging a crushed tissue box to his chest as though it was a life preserver, "Just stop man, you're making my heart hurt."

Immediately Leo had to fight the urge to laugh at his brother, it wasn't the hexalities coping mechanism, but it was his, instead he turned away with his knees to his chest, "Go ahead, mock me."

"Never bro." Raph was definitely a bigger man then him metaphorically and physically, "I think it's great. But Donnie can function a lot better now. Isn't it better to know he's doing ok and not hear from him then to hope he's falling apart and not calling you?"
Damn it Raph must have eaten a big bowl of Wheaties or something stimulating today. He hated being told off, in the gentlest way humanly possible. Leo gave his phone one last glance before opening his 'notifications' settings, '" Fine but I'm turning my volume all the way up. and you are too."

"Ok deal- "

"And so's MIKEY."

"Ok ok, I'll tell him when he gets back, Thank you." Raph stood up "I'm going to get us some more sodas, no more harassing Donnie."

"Cross my heart!" Leo called as his brother left. He dropped his phone on the coffee table. But found himself looking after it. It suddenly felt like a tempting sin rather than an electronic device he primarily used to find memes about Keanu Reeves. With a moan he grabbed the nearest pillow and pressed his face into it before rolling around to face his shell towards the object of temptation

This was going to be a long night.

(#)(#)\/(#)(#)

It might of surprised on a onlooker that Leo had almost forgotten Don had left, and after two hours, sixty endings twelve more tissue boxes, Mikey was a inconsolable mess on the floor unable to string a sentence together that didn't end with "Damn the Senator!" so between Raph and Leo they were able to agree that the night was done. They also agreed to clean up in the morning (or later if they forgot). Raph was the one who carried the broken box turtle to his room. And ,despite drinking half a box of sodas, fell asleep in a few moments.

"-Did you know that the first emergency service number was 999 and it was used by Britian it was also operator operatoed. Isn't that funny? Operator Operated, but they used a switchboard. I think there was Operator Operated Operations?"

Having just been dreaming about the Hot Soup Senator trying to steal from his puppy orphanage

Donnie was indeed sitting on the edge of his bed. And though he was still talking, he was looking to the bedroom wall a foot from Leo's bed. Leo's yanked his legs out from his sheets, "Donnie? What are you doing in here?"

"-they actually had a big meeting in 1968 with ATT to decide a number, and they chose the numbers 9-1-1."
Leo knew Donnie was still talking to him, but he couldn't stop the impending dread from filling him. It was then he noticed the light bruising on Donnie's left arm, but that was nothing compared to his hands, his knuckles were busted the back of his hands and his palms had large cuts in them that was leaking blood onto Leo's bed, "D-What happened?!" he asked
"-the first phone used to call 9-1-1 is actually on display in a museum in Haleyville- "

At this point, Leo wanted to shake his brother out of pure frustration. But instead he gave himself a task, first aid kid. They need a first aid kit, "Donnie stay here," his brother was so fixated on 9-1-1 that he doubted he would notice Leo leave. Leo hurried out of the room, stepping in a bowl of guacamole that Raph had been eating from. He kicked it off and while bouncing on one foot, tore off a paper towel sheet and cleaned his foot before tripping into Donnie's /br
It was then Leo realized his room hadn't been Don's first stop

The pristine room that had been Donnie's was wrecked. Hard worked inventions lay in shambles on the floor with torn up blue prints. He leaned over to Don's sleep nook to see Donnie's loft bed tilted over onto the floor with one of the legs torn off and stabbed through the emitters. With shaking hands, he grabbed the first aid kid kit from under Donnie's busted bust and hurried out of the shambled room.

"-actually, the Illinois Commerce Commission didn't even authorize 9-1-1 until 1981 and that was a whole story in itself- "

"Yeeha story huh?" Leo tried to keep his voice level, he moved to crouch in front of his brother, opening the first aid kid "I want to hear the story buddy tell me the story."

It took a little bit to get Don's hands wrapped up, which was harder since every few seconds Donnie would gesture to add dramatics to his 9-1-1 story. But eventually he had his brothers' hands cared for. He finally took a deep breath. Now that that was taken care of, he had to take care something much harder, "D?"

For the first time since D had came into his room, his unofficial twin looked at him, "Yes?" Leo knew better then to think he was fully there, either way he had to be careful. He had never seen Donnie like this, which made him even more desperate to help, "D," he wanted to be careful,' What happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, what happened?"

Donnie blinked owlishly at him before glancing down at his wrapped hands, as though it was the first time he had noticed them. For a few moments nothing happened, and all Leo could do was sit completely still. Unsure of what he should be doing.

Then slowly Don moved his head to rest on Leo's shoulder, it wasn't till a sob escaped him that Leo wrapped his arms around him. Watching his brother succumb to small body rattling sobs. Stroking the back of his brother's head, knowing one thing.

He was going to murder someone