Writing this was extremely awkward for me to do. Why? I'm just like that.

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Sincerely,

Skye

P.S: I don't even know what I was trying with the periods.

~ . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . .. . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . … ….. "No! Not Donnie!" April gasped, her hand reaching to her mouth.

"Seems so," Leo released a sigh.

"He jumped out of a window… one jump only!" Mikey exclaimed.

"We all saw, Mikey. Don't have to tell us five-hundred times," Raph grumbled, one hand pressed to his cheek.

"So. What is all this talk about Donatello jumping out of a window about?"

"Sensei!" Leo exclaimed, momentarily startled. Sensei raised his brow slightly. Raph elbowed him, and he launched into the story.

"Then he jumped out of a window!" Mikey said. "Yes… then he jumped out of a window," Leo added.

"Find him, then. Treat this like the time we had searched for Karai," Splinter instructed.

"Tonight?" Mikey protested. "Tonight," he barked.

"Aw, man."

"All come after I get this… this… slash, I suppose, cleaned up," Raph grumbled and marched off to the bathroom.

~You-Don't-Know-Until-You-Looks-Under's P.O.V~

"Why in the world should I decide to join… you?"

"Because, we will make you even more powerful-us, together."

"Cut the nice act, Shredder." Donatello huffed. He was chained to a wall in a remote room. For some odd reason, Shredder was trying to convince him to join their side. Though, he didn't blame them- after all, he would be considered a super-mutant. Just more power for the Foot.

"C'mon, kitty. Don't you want to be better than those reptiles? Mammals are much better, after all," He growled.

"You disgust me," He replied. "Thanks for the compliment," Shredder said. "How clumsy of me- I meant to insult you." "We'll continue tomorrow," He declared and marched out. Ooh, just standing here will be so much fun, He couldn't help but think.

Suddenly, a plate slid into the roof, and Mikey slithered out onto the floor.

"Hi buddy," Mikey greeted. Donnie awkwardly glanced left to right before hesitantly replying, "Hi…" "We've come to save you," Mikey announced, and begin playing with the shackles.

"Er… is Leo or Raph up there?" He questioned. "Yup. Oh yeah..." Mikey poked his head up into the ceiling.

"He's cool," He seemingly announced to his older brothers. They hastily joined them, and Donnie's gaze slid to Raph's bandaged cheek.

He grimaced and nervously chuckled, "Hehe… sorry."

"No problem," Raph dismissed.

"Ugh! I give up!" Mikey groaned. "Maybe because you are trying to pick a lock with a crayon," Donnie commented. "Well, you think of something better," Mikey retorted.

"Only your hands are shackled," Leo observed. He glanced at the ceiling.

Suddenly, he raised his leg, attempting to reach the lock. He knew must look like a retard, but it was for freedom. He grasped the lock, but his foot slipped, and he grunted.

"Well, so much for that," He grumbled.

"Hey, Don. Maybe you could try to slip your hand out," Leo suggested. "Uh, maybe." He tried pulling his hand upward, trying to slide it out.

"Gah! Would one of you be kind enough to pull against it?" He asked, getting frustrated. Raph clenched the metal ring, and yanked. Holding back a yelp, he protested through clenched teeth, "Not like that!"

Raising his brow, Raph redid it, pushing it down, as he pulled against it- and it slid off!

"Man that feels nice," He said, twisting his wrist. He easily did the left one, as his right hand was free. He stretched, raising his fists in the air. Then his gaze returned to his brothers. "What? You try standing against a stone wall for 10 hours. See how you like it," He said.

"I wouldn't!" Mikey exclaimed.

"Nobody would," Raph snorted.

"Guys, we should get moving, before someone finds us.

"Great plan," Donnie rolled his eyes.

Mikey scrambled into the hole, heaving himself up. Leo went next, then Raph. Donnie braced himself, then leaped. Unconsciously, he unsheathed his claws as he reached and scrambled onto the slick metal. Turning, he took the slab and slid it back in place, hurrying after his brothers.

~Someone Else's P.O.V~

Donnie stuck to the back of the group, causing Mikey to glance every once in a while to confirm he was still with them. He was worried about him. Was he embarrassed?

As they entered the lair, Donnie hang back, hesitating a few moments before stepping in.

"Oh, c'mon. Nobody is going to kill you," Raph said, taking his hand and dragging him into the room. Splinter looked as if he was expected them, with Casey and April.

"Donatello."

It was all Sensei uttered.

"Uh… yeah?" He asked, glancing at the floor.

"Come here."

"Ok?"

He walked over, and Sensei struck out. Donnie, flinching, countered him, holding out a furry hand to block it.

"Don't worry. Just testing your reflexes," Splinter reassured.

"Right," He recoiled. "May I go to my room now?"

"No," He grunted.

~Erm~

"Can I feel your fur?" Mikey asked, and he watched as Donnie slid away.

"Uh… no," He responded.

"Hey, what did you do after you jumped out of the window?" April asked.

"Well, I did fall on my face. Then went a fooled around in a local Chuck E. Cheese's outside of the city. Fun enough, I daresay," Donnie began. "Then Shredder found me… I hate to admit it, but I was playing with a ragged old wig. It gets boring."

That statement made them chuckle. "Did you chase it, like a real cat?" Kasey questioned.

"Nah, though I might have to retrieve it. I held it up and batted it for 30 minutes, then I caught rodents and I trapped them under the wig… no offense, Sensei."

"None taken," He dismissed.

"Now can I go to my room?" Donnie asked again. "Fine," Splinter sighed.

"Finally!" He muttered, make a break for the hall, jumping over the couch in the process.

Yah! More then 1,000 words in this chapter!

It also has some references from other shows. The "picking a lock with a crayon" came from Jessie. "Thanks for the compliment" & "How clumsy of me- I meant to insult you" is from Sound of Music from 1965.