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Donnie groaned willing himself to wake up, lazily opening his eyes to see Goodie standing in front of him a phone in hand.
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The room is dim again the lamp above is off, yet Donnie can still feel heat radiating from something pressed to his shell. He tries to get up only to realize he is being held in place by the weight of what ever is on his shell. Glancing over his shoulder as best he can, He sees Tonie has fallen asleep using the back of Donnie's shell like a pillow. "Tonie wake up!" He squirms trying to shake him awake.
Tonie stirs opening his maw in yawn showing off all his teeth.
"So do I hear wedding bells?" Goodie jokes clapping his hands quietly in excitement.
"Not unless they are your own." Tonie growled laying his head back down on Donnie who was still squirming.
"Antonio off, Off!" Donnie tried to prop himself up on his elbows to pull himself out but didn't get very far.
Tonie closed his eyes again. "What are you doing here?" he asked Goodie sluggishly.
Goodie stifled his giggles squatting in front of Donnie watching the turtle struggle. "Came to give you your next target." He explained not even looking at Tonie. He was too busy enjoying Donnie's misery. "But I can see you two were a little busy."
Donnie gave up with a huff, blinking at Goodie. "What? Target? Wait."
"Tonie here is an assassin. Didn't you know?" Goodie's mischievous grin was near evil again. "Guess not, woops."
"It explains why he came home covered in blood." Donnie couldn't help but worry, Tonie was just letting Goodie say what ever. Why wasn't he stopping him?
"You want some help?" Goodie went and grabbed Tonie's drink. "When Tonie gets too cold it makes him kinda useless." He held the bottle in front of Tonie's face till Tonie woke to grab it. "Both his parents were born for the heat witch makes him extremally resilient to the heat but also venerable to the cold."
"I know, Fire Lonturtles are born for the heat. They usually fall into hibernation during winter but winter isn't for another

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WIP by otterlynx

Description
snip of the story
~Click~
Donnie groaned willing himself to wake up, lazily opening his eyes to see Goodie standing in front of him a phone in hand.
~Click~
The room is dim again the lamp above is off, yet Donnie can still feel heat radiating from something pressed to his shell. He tries to get up only to realize he is being held in place by the weight of what ever is on his shell. Glancing over his shoulder as best he can, He sees Tonie has fallen asleep using the back of Donnie's shell like a pillow. "Tonie wake up!" He squirms trying to shake him awake.
Tonie stirs opening his maw in yawn showing off all his teeth.
"So do I hear wedding bells?" Goodie jokes clapping his hands quietly in excitement.
"Not unless they are your own." Tonie growled laying his head back down on Donnie who was still squirming.
"Antonio off, Off!" Donnie tried to prop himself up on his elbows to pull himself out but didn't get very far.
Tonie closed his eyes again. "What are you doing here?" he asked Goodie sluggishly.
Goodie stifled his giggles squatting in front of Donnie watching the turtle struggle. "Came to give you your next target." He explained not even looking at Tonie. He was too busy enjoying Donnie's misery. "But I can see you two were a little busy."
Donnie gave up with a huff, blinking at Goodie. "What? Target? Wait."
"Tonie here is an assassin. Didn't you know?" Goodie's mischievous grin was near evil again. "Guess not, woops."
"It explains why he came home covered in blood." Donnie couldn't help but worry, Tonie was just letting Goodie say what ever. Why wasn't he stopping him?
"You want some help?" Goodie went and grabbed Tonie's drink. "When Tonie gets too cold it makes him kinda useless." He held the bottle in front of Tonie's face till Tonie woke to grab it. "Both his parents were born for the heat witch makes him extremally resilient to the heat but also venerable to the cold."
"I know, Fire Lonturtles are born for the heat. They usually fall into hibernation during winter but winter isn't for another

Story can be found here:
archiveofourown.org/works/4369…
archive of our own
WIP by otterlynx