Hey! I'm back! Hope you all had a good Christmas and have a happy new year too.

First off Thank you to Cheetachan, BakaClara + DatNinjaTurtle for reviewing the last chapter.

This is another chapter focusing on Leo and Donnie. If anyone had any suggestions for future chapters involving either Donnie or anyone else that isn't slash, I'm happy to hear them.

See chapter 1 for disclaimer and let's crack on!

It was three AM. Donnie yawned loudly and rubbed his eyes. He was so tired. He'd been working on this…annoying drill for the past three nights and it didn't look like it was coming out of Beta any time this side of 2018.

Deciding to call it a night Purple went to get a glass of water before actually going to bed. If he was lucky he might be able to salvage three hours of sleep.

Coming out his room he was slightly mystified to hear the TV coming from the living room. Who else apart from him would be mad enough to be up at 3AM-

Ah. That's who.

Rolling his eyes slightly Don walked towards the living room. "Leo, what are you doing?"

At first he thought his brother hadn't heard him, but then Blue said. "Take an educated guess, Donnie."

"Well I can tell your watching TV, but why at 3AM."

"Cos I can't bloody sleep that's why."

"Why?"

Leo gave an exaggerated shrug. "Who knows?"

Don looked at the kitchen before shaking his head and sitting on the sofa next to his twin. "Alright, let's hear it. What are you thinking about?"

"Do I have to be thinking about something?"

"Well…yes. Otherwise your brain wouldn't be working and you'd be dead. Now let's hear it."

Leo sighed, crossed his legs and leaned back into the sofa. "It's nothing major. I was just thinking about next year. Like what'll happen and stuff."

"Well, unless I invent a time machine – which isn't going to happen – then we don't know."

"Yeah, but we could theorise."

"Okay then. What's your theory?"

There was a long-ish pause while Leo thought about this question. Just at the moment Donnie was close to strangling him, he finally said. "Well. I suppose it's nothing really."

Donnie fought down the urge to hit him and said, though gritted teeth. "It must be something Leonardo."

Perhaps picking up on his twins tone Leo said. "Well, nothing will really change will it? We'll still be down here. You'll still invent. Mikey will still draw. Raph will still knit. Splinter will still watch TV. What'll change?"

Donnie considered. "Well, you never know. April might get a boyfriend."

There was a beat, then Leo nodded. "True. She could. It just…seems so…stupid. Humans are up there making New Year resolutions most of them won't stick to and here we are unable to change our life. It sucks."

Purple frowned and leaned back into the sofa. "Well, that's rather a pessimistic view of it. Humans try to change their life, but at the end of the day they are creatures of habit. And while, yes, it is difficult for us to change our life in any…typical way we can make small changes. I can make things and fix things. Raph can knit and keep us all motivated. Mikey can draw and cook and make us remember we're not just ninjas. Splinter looks after us all and – to be fair - has dedicated most of his life to raising us. And you – as well as Mikey – do a good job of keeping us all motivated, not to mention focused. And I'll be honest you do a better job at leading us than Raph does sometimes." Donnie pointed at Leo. "Don't tell him I said that."

Leo crossed his heart.

"What I'm trying to say is we – in small ways – can make our own lives better. Anyway, there's no point really dwelling on it, is there? For all we know we could win the lottery next year."

"We don't do the lottery." Leo said, completely deadpan.

Donnie held his hands up. "Whatever. Do you get what I'm saying?"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Great. Well, I'm tired. See you tomorrow, twinsy." And with that Purple headed off to the kitchen. Leon smiled and resumed watching the TV.