Block
Donnie tapped his pencil against the clear white paper sheet, thinking hard. He needed a new idea for his invention but everything he came up with had already been made.
Why was this so hard?! He was the most intelligent and knowledgeable among all of his brothers and his brain decided it was the perfect moment to stop forming lightbulbs.
He absent-mindedly traced random patterns on the paper infront of him, frustrated with his sudden lack of creativity. The genius had been brainstorming with new inventive ideas a week ago but now? Now he completely drew a blank.
He groaned, rubbing his eyes with his palms.
Stupid, unresponsive brain.
"Whatcha doin' Dee?"
Mikey's face suddenly appeared out of nowhere, only inches away from his own. Donnie yelped in surprise and shot back, only to fall off of his chair with a resounding thud, his pencil clattering to the lab's floor.
"...owww"
"Woah! You okay there? Didn't mean to startle you!"
Mikey kneeled next to the genius and helped him sit up.
"Mikey," Donnie said, rubbing his head, "How many times have I told you to stay out of my lab?!"
"Five?"
"Seventeen times this week."
"How many times did I listen to you?"
Donnie opened his mouth to retort, registered Mikey's words, froze, and closed it again, grumbling to himself.
Mikey snickered at the obvious frustration Donnie was in before he turned serious.
"Why the grumpy face though?"
A sigh, "Well... I can't really think of anything new to invent. It feels like the creative part of my brain had shut down. I just... don't know what's wrong with me!".
Mikey nodded in understanding and held out a hand to help him off the floor.
"Mmmhmmm, I know what's bothering you. You have an inventor's block."
He took the offered hand and was pulled up to stand beside the table where his papers lay, waiting to be used.
"The what block?"
"Inventor's block, bro! It's like how Raph sometimes gets an artist's block, Leo has writer's block and I very rarely have a prankster's block. Get it?"
"Yeah, and now I want to know how to get rid of it."
"You will, trust me. It just doesn't go away when you want it to."
"Then when does it go away?"
Michelangelo shrugged. "Not sure. It's different in everyones case but there are a few ways to get rid of it."
"Tell me."
Mikey was surprised how Donnie kept asking him questions without telling him to leave or getting annoyed how somebody other then him knew the answers which he did not.
Man, he really must have been agitated about not getting any new ideas.
Mikey shook off those thoughts and focused on helping his immediately elder brother overcome his block.
"One of the ways by which you get can get rid of it is clearing your mind of anything related to what you were working on. It takes a while to go away but eventually does and you start getting ideas again."
Donnie frowned, thinking over his brother's words.
"And the other way?"
"Another way is inspiration. You get inspired by something which gives you a few ideas and the block is gone."
"Are there any more methods for coming out of such a block?"
Michelangelo shrugged. "Maybe... but I only know about these two. Hey, how about we go to the pit and talk there? Who knows? Maybe you'll find an inspiration."
Once they walked to the living room and sat at the huge sofa-turned steps of the pit, they immediately noticed the Space Heroes show airing on the TV and Leo lying on his plastron, close to the screen, with his hands under his chin and a huge dorky smile on his face.
A scene came up showing the crew using small tazer guns to defeat mean-looking, bulky little aliens.
"I wish I had something like those tazer guns they used to defeat the Achinkas from planet Boloria! They are so cool!"
Leo's fan-boying about the mentioned weapons struck something in Donnie.
A sudden idea formed in his head; the tazer gun with blue designs on it and having functions for contolling the voltage, a compartment for flash-bullets and tiny, hidden antennas which release EMP waves able to turn off every technological device within a mile's radius.
He grinned, realizing that his inventor's block was now gone due to that tiny inspiration. His mind was filling with new ideas about additions for the little tazer gun he would make for Leo.
Mikey was right, not thinking about anything and getting inspiration really did make the block go away, way sooner than he had anticipated.
Donnie stood up, gave his younger brother a grateful smile and skipped towards his lab.
He would start working on the gun right away.
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A/n : Funny coincidence here, I was actually having a writer's block when I wrote this. It's why it took me longer than usual.
P.S. The alien and planet names used here are totally made up. They don't mean anything, just random words I formed for the names.
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