Hey everyone! I hope you have been enjoying the story so far. I know this next chapter is EXTREMELY short, but I promise there is plenty more to come! Please let me know what you all think!
"You're from another dimension?" the older Mikey said. "How is that possible?"
"I'll admit it's strange Mikey, but it's true," Donnie said. "I've been to this dimension before. I came to set things right."
The older turtle looked hard at Don. "What do you mean 'set things right'?"
Slowly, Donnie laid out his story. The first time he had come to this dimension. The plan he hatched to stop the Shredder. The return to his own dimension. His vow to return and save his older brothers.
The older Mikey sat quietly listening. Nodding silently.
When finally Donnie finished explaining, the older turtle stood, looking at each of them.
"It's been a long time since I had any hope for this world," he said softly. "But seeing you all here, makes anything seem possible."
Donnie swallowed hard. Seeing the older Mikey alive was bittersweet. He knew what had happened the last time he had come to this dimension. Seeing his older brother's face made it that much more important for Donnie to save him. No matter what.
"So what do we call you guys?" asked the younger Mikey.
The others looked at him confused.
"Well I mean, there's two of us right?" Mikey went on. "How are we going to tell each other apart?"
"I think we can figure it out," the older turtle said with a cracked grin.
"Oh I know! The old turtles can have Gramps in front of their names!" Mikey cried.
The older turtle stared at his younger counterpart. Surely the kid wasn't serious.
The younger Mikey laughed sheepishly.
"Can't blame a turtle for tryin'."