Werribee Hills. Arid rocky, dune riddled, desert beach terraine

Malcolm is not sure what Uncle MiMi had said but it cause a quirk of brow from busy Dana and DonnieBoy and perhaps a griiiinning sort of glance from DadMike and so the little golden boy giggled happily nodding...


Not sure what he was agreeing too but nodding anyways.


and once at the water the little turtle looks about and wades his little amphibian friend, whom to his surprise was bigger than the other frogs in this area and placed it on a reed in the water, smiling as his little bud croaked joyfully and started taking a swim! The little kiddo waded back to UncleMiMi and points at himself. " Meeee good liiiie mmmmmeeeee broffers?" with a beam. And puff of his little plastron out.

" yes at a time... gotta have an entire dojo full eventually... imagine the mischief we can pull on Uncle Raphie?" so laughing anf thumping MikeyMikey on the shell lightly - and maybe slightly dreamy about the sorts of pranks he could pull with a horde of MiniMikey's


it would be crazy!


" hah Leo might just wanna strangle me." and elbows DonnieBoy. " well lets get food all going so we can share stories - yeah Donnie a dragon... like um every ninja... I can't recall if it was everyone, but every ninja has a inner... spirit critter... though not sure dragons qualify as critters... anyways mine and my brothers are dragons. It's pretty awesome."

MikeyMikey is still sort of keeping an eye on Malcolm and Froggo, who seemed noticeably larger than the other frogs here, so that's helpful, but he's also picking up a bit of fire wood here and there too.

"Absolutely, MicroDude. Great like your brothers!"

He grins when DonnieBoy mentions giving Mike a bigger head with the story.

"Ohhhh? Now, I totally want to hear this story, Dude."

He frowned at his bud, Donnie looked wiped. Ignoring it, but wiped all the same. "Dude, you keep an eye on Malcolm and Froggo, I'll help with this other stuff." And he shoved his bud to the ground near the water and Malcolm. He pointed out Froggo, and let Donnie keep tabs on the two from there. Hopefully not for long though.

MikeyMikey chuckles at Mike's enthusiasm for a hoard of kiddoes. Sounded right. And outright laughing at the thought of his Leo strangling him.

It probably wasn't far off.

"Duuuude, that's toooootally tubular. Think you can do it again?" The dude can glow, surely he can go all dragon-y!

He had been helping with the animals and collecting brush, but  Donnie didn't protest much when MikeyMikey shoved him to the ground near the water. Most of the work had been done anyway. He's keeping an eye on Malcolm and Froggo, and listening to the stories. And maybe a little dazed. His headache is coming back, and he scoots a little way into the water. Oh, it's nice.

"Make this guy's head any bigger, and it may not fit on the sailer anymore." Donnie commented of Mike. All teasing. Especially hearing the conversation between him and MikeyMikey. Mike just seemed the sort of guy who regularly got under his brothers' shells with a bit of bragging.

Though at least some of it likely had some element of truth. Clearly he was at least mischievous though.

"What about 'call forth' like... it comes out of the ground or what?" Details, man!

To stop her critters wondering off just yet the little fox is darting about the genio innocuo cutting off a stub of cacti to put in the Mellifers box to leach out its sap for the drying for more food, whilst popping down shrubs in bunchs in front of her happy to sit back on their mats llamoats and chew their mouthfuls of cud.and as she finds what she thinks should be a good spot for a fire Dana is listening and wondering and a bit surprised by Mike - or maybe a little reverential. Like she had been before, a genio innocuo and somehow a dragon?whooooaaaaa


Mike laughs and unloads his arm load where Dana was gesturing and blushed a little at her whooooa look, but its a egotistical sort of proud blushies and hah! he turns to MikeyMikey, " okay okay maybe not strangle but certainly enough flips to make me a world class acrobatic ninja turtle for sure. I will flip my life away." he melodramas watching Malcolm for a moment - giggling and playing in the waters around Donni's legs - though pausing to touch his lil golden hands to Donnie's thigh. He answers him. ' now I... call the dragon avatar from within?... me? like a spectral form - though it can become physical too.' he tries to explain - or sort of he wasn't sure of all the mystical jargon that Leo might use to explain what happens... and he wasn't sure if he became the dragon or his spirit did?


Malcolm's giggle at Uncle Mikey's words and double checking his Froggo was happy he splashes abit and laughs and swims, then pops up when Donnie joins him in the waters and pats the guys leg, " Malcolm... dragon - help?" he wonders curiously did the guy need his help?


Mike points at DonnieBoy, " Alright we almost ready for fire, come on get to telling us the entire story man... i'ma risk a biiiig head..."



" I'd rather stay on that dragon thing, sounds more fascinating... but fiiiine - well I should probably start at the beginning... We went out looking for kraang hunt. We stumble upon an old hideout where the evil bots had been experimenting on arthropods. Not sure if the giantism was the intended result, probably not but either way on got loose trashed the lab and either destroyed and ate the kraang in there or they left it. We got in, the hornet attacked, stuck Leo with it's stinger and then died like a bee - he seemed okay at that point but he was drawn away from us and I guess that was the first symptom of infection, he found the egg cluster and quickly became it's sole guardian, not letting anyone touch or near it. We tried everything to get him away, food, his favourite show his favourite comics... us.... Raph got mad and went for the egg in the middle on the night alone, Leo bit him and infected him... Mikey and I were more aware something was wrong now and studied the wasp, it was a parasitic variety that lays it's eggs and stings a near by critter of some type to guard them and they yes they hatch and eat the guardian. IMikey sparked the idea to make a antidote serum to the bacterial infection, we had to battle Leo and Raph to capture Leo to get a sample of the bacteria and his blood to begin developing it fromt he antibodies his body was already trying to build up to fight the infection - in this fight though Leo had bitten me too and I was becoming sick and unsteady and walking Mikey through the final steps of the serum development. My Mikey is adha, but highly functional and also has an eidetic memory... I passed out from there on into the sickness so what I say next is from Mikey's own words."


Mike whoooooas - DonnieBoy had waited until there was a lull in talk to give the whole story, and he Mike drawn MikeyMikey to him to help build up the fire before carefully lighting it and tending as the small flames grew, the hardest thing would be to find some food but hopefully Dana could help once they heard this story through and then he answered all their questions about his chi glow - and a curious glance to Malcolm.

There's a slight chuckle as Mike reassesses his statement about Leo strangling him. Yeah, a Leo probably wouldn't actually kill a brother. But flipping until the end of time...

"Eh... he'd only make you flip until they hatch. Leon doesn't really discipline us, but Master Splinter is a fan of making us clean... and train at the same time. He multitasks like that. ." Practicing leaps while dusting is a particular favorite.

He listens to the avatar talk. "Hunh..." Maybe they should actually pay attention during meditation time.

He looks dien at Malcolm when the little guy speaks to him. Donnie moves to pick up the child and give him a hug. "I'm just crispy fried, Little Guy. But if you think you can fix that, I won't stop you." Not that he really thinks the kid could do anything, and he's not particularly worried.

When DonnieBoy starts his story, Donnie is gaping. His expression somewhere between horrified and fascinated.

MikeyMikey is curious about the animal care, so he is Sort if shadowing Dana as she scurries about. Helping where he can. He lives animals! But every time he tries to get a pet, it doesn't work out. So this chance to hang out with a llamoats and mellifer is pretty cool! He is enjoying learning about their care too.

"Physical? Liiiike, you like turn into an actual dragon?"

He is also sort of hanging on DonnieBoy's story! That's nutty even by his standards! And his standards for nutzo are pretty high. He's sort of grinning through it though, because it sounds kinda awesome!

' welll... they would be the most adorable hatchlings... probably right the uncle Leo will be too distracted to make sure I am flipping." he grins and laughs a bit, " maaaaan some times I miss the days it was just Master Splinter discipling us... then I recall I can probably put most olympian champions to shame and think naaaah..."he laughs a bit and


DonnieBoy chuckles a bit letting the first part of his story sink in before he imitated Mikey, bit of a siiiigh, "man I have a feeling this adventure is going to drive Lee's meditation training and training scenarios to a whole new level."


' aweeeeeesome hah enjoy it - rewarding."pointing to his glowies, watching Malcolm and chuckling waving a hand, " come on don't leave us hanging - what did the Mikey do? and did he really remember all the steps?" amazed,and yep slightly more big headed... and not just from showing of the glow he had one briefly. Inside he is puzzling and thinking like Raphie there is their Leo put there sometime that caused this.


A nod and DonnieBoy continues. [color=#cc99ff]" well I was out of it, but Mikey says Lee, Raph and were definitely under the influence and pretty far gone - throwing down our weapons gone - ready to be devoured alive. Mikeysays he managed to complete the serum himself but taken the steps I showed him, and injecting himself... said that I had bitten him at some point and he was a little wiggy the entire time- pretended to come out and join us around the hatching egglings... only to get close enough to jab us with the serum shot, the first ingredients acting like a jolt jarring us out of its grip then knocking us out. Poor Mikey excluded, he has to jump into our armored upgraded old train car The Shellraiser and used the trash ball canon to pop the hatched wasps, three of them! making a mess of the lair but saving the day!


Malcolm is not sure how he is helping either, but he ummmms agives it a go, or that is nuzzling and cuddling close in the old a little cool skinned from the water, " me toooo hugs!?" he wonders.



(( ococo: gahhhhh hate these moments when neet sooo sloooooooooow:D ))

"Your Leo is worse than your Master Splinter...?" That sort of threw Donnie for a loop! Though... he's never really been subjected to his own Leo fully running their training. Sure, he gets after them once in awhile, but not very often. And certainly not as strict as Master Splinter is!

Though that might be because he doesn't really consider himself the teacher yet? Who knows.

He's listening to the story, in slight disbelief. "Wow... lucky he remembered..."

Donnie chuckled at the happy little guy in his lap.

"Hugs sound perfect." And he obliges the little guy.

((OOC: Boo slow interwebzzz!!!))

MikeyMikey is grinning at the story, though he's really more interested in petting and feeding the llamoats! And  yeah... Mike does look like he could shame many an Olympian. Dude is ripped, and MikeyMikey is pretty sure he's quick too. He certainly had been in their short battle for the sailer.

"Dude, he sounds like, totally awesome, but then... he's a Mikey. What can I say?" He laughed. Go counterpart-Dude! HA!

He takes a short moment to pet one of the llamoats again before taking to shadowing Dana once more as she goes about... whatever the critters need! He wants to learn!

((ooc: *kicks slow webbies!* I wanna chatzy! ))


Mike clapped DonnieBoy on the shoulder - " hahahaha that is awesome, knew he'd come through in the end... though a bit shocked he recalled it all, you said he has some memory trick?" he grins watching Malcolm snuggle against Donnie trying to make him better through power of hugs -


dawwwwwwwwwwww


- and then his counterpart follow the cute fox about as she is making sure animals are tended and he noticed quiet and out of the direct heat of the sun. And their fire was not very big - enough to cook something but not big so he wasn't too worried about smoke column and especially not at this time of day.


He reaches over to rub Malcolm's shell and upon the touch his chi lines lite back up - " whooooa - and to answer your question, sometimes... yes... but in a good way." as he tries to reign back in the energy and power.

((OOC: Meee tooooo! Hopefully soon!))

"Eidetic memory." Donnie supplied for Mike. "It's sort of photographic memory. I mean... most people have some sort of eidetic memory, it just doesn't last very long at all. Mikey though, seems to be able to access it much longer than most."

He is rather happily snuggling Malcolm. Hugs are almost always good.

"A good way..." He sounds a little unsure. Not quite sure what that is supposed to mean when Mike says that Leo is worse about making them train than Master Splinter, but it's... good somehow? Slightly confused.

" huh... man that must be ... cool -" he is pleased with Donnie's explanation and watches his counterpart for a moment and Dana and chuckles. Moving to DonnieBoy and poking him, " what food you got in dem pockets?" cause now that Donnie was soaking and they were sort of all in the shade as the sun crept up and baked everything he was feeling a distinct rumbling! and it was time to get previously almost baked turtles some food for sure!


A grin at Donnie, " oh yeah very very good! can have awesome sparring sessions."


Dana smiles at Mikey and shows him the pack on the male llamoat and the little sack of oat like feed she kept, ' wanna help me give them a handful each, and give them a clipping? out here in the desert it is about time to take some of that pelt. might even get to feel the cid kicking int he females if their ready." she offers smiling.


DonnieBoy laughs a bit, " Indeed and for some reason even now my brother has weird moments where he can recall the formula at times. It's like the memory is there locked away in his mind for good." he moves to the water and plops down there with Donnie taking his belt off and laying it flat and gesturing for Mike to explore away. " there should be food in there yes. and I get it, Leo training is intense but can be fun." he grins watchign the largest froggog swim about croaking happily and Malcolm snuggling against Donnie's plastron, lifting his little face up to watch Donnie's face with a wide grin, churring.


" huuuuugs goood for Unel Donnie?"

Donnie is pretty content in the water.

"You two have a very strange definition of fun."

Though in actuality, he sort of understood. He might be complaining about it at the moment, but when it came down to it, he did enjoy when they trained. And he did enjoy what that training allowed him to be able to do. Even if it wasn't necessarily on the same sort of level as this other Mike and DonnieBoy.

"That's cool about his memory. I'm totally jealous." Although Donnie, like his counterparts, has an excellent memory, it is definitely not photographic.

He smiled at the little guy in his lap and snuggled him again.

"Hugs are perfect."

Oh MikeyMikey is excited! Oh, yes please!

"Righteous, Dudette! I'd love that!"

He heard the explanation of the eidetic memory, and that's cool and all, but MikeyMikey is really more interested in the animals that are right here.

"I've never gotten to be around animals before."

DonnieBoy laughs and splashes a bit towards Donnie and Malcolm. " Ooooo kaaay maybe a little yeah - even among my brothers, my fun time of building and engineering stuff seems a strange thing for them." he admitts relaxing and watching with great amusement the still sort of glowy Mike eagerly hurry into his pockets. Talking to them the entire time.


" yeah my Don gets that way too - whoooooooooooooaaa this is like some serious Harry Potter stuff here! it's like that tent at the World cup ya know?' well maybe they didn't what were the chances their universes shared a fictional book series?" " yay pizzas! and hey what is it with this energy bar and protein shakes? and water? wheres the orange crush?"


Donnieboy rolls his eyes, " Hey can't always feed my bros or you guys junk food for these trips and seriously you guys have the Harry Potter Series too?" glancing at Donnie to see if his universe has a version. Chuckling nad reaching over to rub the little shell feeling the small churrs.


Okay Malcolm is half basking by now - Donnies plastron a perfect spot to catch the reflective rays coming off the water thanks to the fact they were all in the sahde. So he isn't fully under but he is half - and gigglings, nuzzling against Donnie's nuzzling.


And heck DonnieBoy is somewhat doing the same himself, relaxing, rehydrating in the water and plastron up like this he is catching some of the reflected sun light and just absorbing, sun was important for turtles! even mutant ones.


Mike is still chatting -


Donnieboy half blocking him out and smiling, " should probably bring a bar up for us unfried turtles and Malcolm it will help replenish the kinds of good fats bodies need to heal. and or gain a little weight.' which the little boy needed to do. He thinks a little more on his own Mikey and shrugs a little, " I think his memory has an unfair advantage in his adhd, when I can get him to he can focus in a way that rivals M ma Master Splinter it's... a little unnerving but handy. "


Dana yays! and opens the sack now she had all, ready to trim llamoat fur. ' alright well we start at the dude and work our way around the group just a small handful they'll nibble and chew the cud and be sort of sedated, but not for long enough to be seared." She smiles opening the sack and offering MikeyMikey the option to feed the llamoats, feel the soft muzzles and tongues lick up the oat and grass grain to pacify the little beasties for the indignity of being giving a hair cut!

MikeyMikey is giddy! He is extremely excited about getting to feed the llamoats! Kid in a candy store excited! Or, perhaps, a child's first trip to the petting zoo is more fitting.

He is not bouncing, but it's a close thing. Excited, happy energy is definitely coming off him in waves! And he nods eagerly at the instructions. There is a soft Squeeeeee!!

"Sedated... sleepy, right?" He glances to the Donnies out of habit, and his own nods, not even turning around. He knows the question is for him.

"Cool! Small handful, nibbles, then sleepy chewing. Got it! Almost. No... not really. "What's cud?"

Pretty sure the sigh he heard from Donnie was actually directed at him... He's slightly deflated, but only for a moment!

"Not strange, productive and necessary." Donnie corrects his counterpart regarding engineering. "And it is fun. See, his Don too, sounds like  good company."

Still does not consider Leo training "fun." Then again, his Leonardo can be a bit whiny about it.

He nuzzles the nearly basking little guy in his lap. A little guy who really could use a couple extra pounds. Though Donnie wasn't going to wake him up for a protein bar. No, he would let the little guy bask. The protein bar would be there later. And calls back to Mike.

"I wouldn't say no to water." Actually, he would love some water. The pond was helpful, but yeah, water would be helpful. Though some electrolytes might actually be better. Really, at the moment, he doesn't care so long as it's wet.

And he smikes regarding Mikey's memory advantage.

And if you were to ask him, he would never admit to scooting closer to his counterpart when the guy struggled, talking about  his father. No, Donnie didn't move juuuuust enough so their arms were barely touching. Nope. No idea what you're talking about.

And he did sigh at MikeyMikey's question. He would have facepalmed, but he has a small child curled up in his arms.

Dana giggled it was good to see the excitement and she wags her fluffy tail, " it's like a bit of food they swallow previously - they bring it back up to to keep chewing on them to extract extra juice and good before swallowing again." she explains bringing MikeyMikey over to the male llamoat to begin with a mouthful for him to chew on. " only a very light sedative, enough of one when staying somewhere over night or during the day like now just to keep them calm and from getting any ideas to wonder off and when we give them a shearing." she gestures with the sack holding it open so MikeyMikey could scoop a little out and offer it to the llamoats.



DonnieBoy didn't say anything but in the act of somewhat rubbing Malcolms head he does shift a bit closer to just to soak up the comfort. A soft churr and laugh in his voice, " agreed very important and useful - Mikey does like to help out, he's not much help though... thinking I might get Raph to try a few projects with me I could see him taking some interest int he mechanics if showed how."


" this is coooool! and on it!" voice echoing a bit.

Donnie is sort if half keeping an eye on what MikeyMikey is doing. Not that he thinks the guy will do anything wrong, just... he always sort of keeps an eye on him.

He is mostly paying attention to DonnieBoy though. Nodding at the conversation.

"That's nice he tries though. My buds as a rule don't really help at all. Which... is actually sort if okay with him.

And he softly chuckles at Mike calling out from DonnieBoy's pockets. "Thanks, Mike."

MikeyMikey is still all grins, still very excited to get to care for the llamoats, and he is doing his best to follow Dana's directions to the letter!

"Sooooo... they chew their vomit? That's like totally gross, Dudette." Though he seems more amused, and absolutely excited about the critters than grossed out by them.

He is watching her as he gets a handful of food for the first llamoat. Making sure she approves of the amount. There is a soft Eeeeee! as the llamoat actually takes the food!

"So like... chill, not sleepy? I can dig that."

DonnieBoy decides not to worry about whatever makes the slight crashing sound and Mike's uh oh - siiiigh


" Mikessss.' in a totally fond but oy vie sort of way. " yeah I can say the buddy is a help with keeping me awake and on task, it's kinda like that crashing in my pockets over there, one must be alert around Mikey's. but I don't have any really dangerous chemicals in my pockets at the moment so not worried. It's mostly food, water, and first aid. Some camping gear. My various costumes." he chuckles agreeably was nice Mikey tried to help. Wish sometimes it came without the endless and some time thrice or more repeated questions or the having to touch everything and mess up the lab but it was nice to just hang.


Like now just chilling - though there is another sort of boom sound and a bright flare - like a rising sun from within his pocket and he raises an eye ridge. " hope you didn't set anything on fire in there Mike." mostly worried sort of tone though.

Dana laughs and nods " a little gross yes.... but well good for them." she is very much enjoying and watches MikeyMikey's face as he experiences the soft little llamoats lips and tongues on his palms as each would take their allotted handful eagerly and make sure they missed not a single oat or grain in his palm!


Whooooooooooa


Down int he pockets with a arm full of water andpizza and looking foward to sharing and then snoozing the day away until it was night to travel again he is suddenly feeling a booom a silent one like the precusive sound of a at max speaking - without the deafness that would have other wise followed, he was glowing bright againa nd he hears DonnieBoys voice. " nah nothing broken... though I... am not sure what just happened and I did knock of spare bo staffs... and um.... I think I have to meditate.' he is speaking and exiting the pockets glancing around and grinning seeing MikeyMikey with Dana and there his happy little golden son having a basking nap on Donnie's plastron - dawwwwwwwww.


He heads over to give Donnies their waters first. Glowing like a orange neon sign the whole way and he'd pretty sure int he pocket his avatar had just shone.


nah? couldn't have?

Donnie is chuckling as Mike crashes around and DonnieBoy explains why he's not terribly worried at the moment.

"Eh, mine doesn't cause damage so much as he just has a tendency to wander off." Really... if he's honest, Donnie himself has caused far more damage around their home than MikeyMikey has. Usually inventions gone awry... That doesn't stop him from trying though. He's persistent like that.

Donnie had shivered slightly while Mike was down in the pockets, he doesn't pay it much mind. It was warm, but hey, things happened. Probably a breeze on the back of his neck or something. Donnie chuckles as his counterpart asks if Mikey set anything on fire. He is sort of staring as Mike comes back and immediately needs to go meditate. He then turns to his counterpart.

"A Michelangelo just went to get food, came back with it then went to meditate instead of eating it. Should we be worried?"

"Hunh... that's cool then! Chew away, Fuzzy dudes!"

MikeyMikey doesn't even notice the comment from DonnieBoy regarding Mike's crashing. He also missed Donnie's comment about him wandering off. Donnie wasn't wrong. If he had, he might have been mostly jokingly indignant about it. As it is, there are llamoats eating out of his hand! And he is absolutely over the moon about it.

He did need a little help positioning his hand the first time so that the llamoats could get all the food without also getting his fingers! But he's pretty sure he wouldn't have minded. They are Soooo cuuuuute! EEEEEEEE! He is nearly bouncing as he offers them the treat and gives them a pet!

Like Donnie, he shivers and doesn't really pay attention to it, other than maybe to look up and see if there's a breeze in the trees. No... weird. Whatever. He gathered another handful of grain for the next critter!

" fire is not far off -" Mike teases a bit, but he is mostly being serious, and sitting down in the crossed legged position waving a hand at the food and water he brought up, " eat eat, drink and be merry cause I think I have to make you guys join me in this too when yous can, if yous can. Or at least attempt it." a laugh and playful warning and he is focusing and thinking and noooo focusing letting go of thoughts and worries, though he was plenty that and just feeling, reachign and oooooh his dragon was astrally projecting as he extends outwards towards his brothers.


Another Mike, Mikey some where was calling across the distances for his Leo, Lee, calling, afraid wanting to help, wanting his help. Mike dawwws and strengthens the call the connection that was growing between the turtles everywhere, especially as Leonardo joins in and adds his immense seemingly endless strength - which would be bolstered by the also as vast Raphael strength. For now Mike waits feeling Raphie coming, Leo too and Don? no he seemed unable Mike reaches for him, Raphie too

~


DonniteBoy is floored, " not only that he is actually actively meditating...' concerned, oh boy wow - and then grumbling a bit, " and expects we join in. darn it... of course he will. And it looked like Malcolm so happily churry was having a basking nap there so he was fine if they meditated. Still he reaches for a water bottle and takes a drink offering it to Donnie and then the pizza. Well a piece each or two for now so Dana and MikeyMikey could join them.



Dana laughs and nuzzles a little briefly against MikeyMikey's shoulder in a friendly sort of way, " very cool yes," she nods and shows him how to flattent the bag once the llamoats had a mouthful each to work on and seal it shut and thentuck it back into the pack ont he males back. And they had a few moments to wait so she shows him the simple scissor like shears and the little rasping stone she had to make them sharp and how to do it. Catching some of the chatter of the others and nodding towards them, " if you are hungry we have a little while before the llamoats will be chill enough for a hair cut."

Donnie groaned as they're all expected to meditate. He drinks some of the water first though. He doesn't worry about the food for now, mostly because he figures that if a Mike is meditating...

It's got to be urgent...

He looks at his counterpart a moment, takes another slug of the water then settles Malcolm more in his lap so he can sit a little more properly.

"Come on, Bud. You too." He called over to MikeyMikey, who groaned. He would much prefer keep playing with the llamoats!

"Cool, Dudette, but... I think I'm being called. Hopefully when we get back!" MikeyMikey does grab a piece of pizza and stuffs it in his mouth before settling next to the Donnies, and starting to clear his mind. He felt at least Donnie join them and sort of whoaed as Mike's dragon presented.

Donnie is also awed by the dragon. He'd had no. idea! He looks to MikeyMikey and maybe DonnieBoy. A silent... I guess we follow him...?

Astral Assembly

Back with him - only needing to bring them back close enough to their forms that their bodies would attract them back home. And he expects they will be tired after this, tired and thirty and hungry and maybe emotional. So he is careful to keep focusing until each turtle has found his spirits corporeal home and form -

Whoa... That last step was a doozy. He sort of felt sucked back into his body, and it was... weird. Really... really weird.

They're back.

Donnie is off balance and has to catch himself with the hand that's not holding Malcolm. Whoa... He looks around, and sort of regrets it... glad his hand is still down, and he takes a moment to balance himself again.

He takes a moment to make sure the others are awake too. He's hugging Malcolm close, actually glad the little guy was there. After having been in contact with so many other turtles, he feels strangely alone... Snuggling the child in his lap helps.

He felt MikeyMikey's head rest on his shoulder, apparently he felt the same. Donnie leaned against his bud a little. Just... grateful that at least he's here too.

And if he wasn't very much mistaken, MikeyMikey was crying... Trying not to, but, well... Donnie will just let him stay. He shifts and wraps an arm around his bud. Glancing over to DonnieBoy. Is he back? How's he doing?

MikeyMikey was hugged twice! It may have been accidental on Mikey's part, but turns out it wasn't strictly accidental, as MikeyMikey had sort of looped around and was definitely a huggy turtle!

And then, he had pulled away following Mike and... Whoa... He's pretty sure that's what it would feel like for a water balloon to be sucked into a vacuum... But the contact is suddenly gone! And he's never felt more alone in his life. He tries not to, but he can't help a tear. Donnie's next to him though, and he leans against his bud. It wasn't a perfect solution, but... it helped. He's grateful to have at least one bud here after losing contact with his own buds and so many counterparts! He especially misses Leon and his Raph.

For now though... he just leans against Donnie.

He breaths out - he watches his fellows come back to themselves and as DonnieBoy shows he was too back Mike crawls the small distance to the others and is encircling them in his arms nuzzling and churring, after being there... he felt strangely without his crew and fellow dragons. Alone but not at the same time. They were brothers from other universes, but brothers and it helps the unease and lonely feeling to rub Malcolm's little shell to check and make sure he was back too.


Fairly certain he was but just making sure - churring for the companions he has here.

It's lucky Malcolm is being so cuddled - cause he came back to himself with a wail - and it was a long one, but like his brothers elsewhere in the world his earliest experiences taught him this sort of crying would get him punished so he is quietening down almost automatically, still, there are soft sniffles and he snuggles - a little clumsily almost head butting poor Donnie in his efforts to snuggle closer and because he was tired and uncoordinated at first!

His vision blurred and he was a bit dizzy but managed not to puke - barely swallowing down against the urge and moving closer to his companions, not his brothers but also his brothers and nuzzling against them a little randomly - and against that tiny whimpering boy churring softly only when the urge to puke had receded.


" definitely got to get better at that."

Donnie has joined in the churring, still snuggling the child, even as MikeyMikey started wailing. He didn't mind the near headbutt that sort of glancingly popped him in the chin. Even the mildly painful contact was contact, and he was absolutely craving that at the moment.

Which... was sort of weird when he thought about it.

Seriously, Dude? Even the kid isn't crying like that! He didn't say it, but the thought crossed his mind. Quickly followed by... Why isn't the kid crying like that... Because what Donnie was feeling sucked! And he knew what had happened and what was going on and why he could no longer feel that connection. Why he was no longer with his other brothers.

Malcolm... couldn't possibly understand! Could he?

He just frowns at the moment, and hugs MikeyMikey a little tighter against himself and Malcolm. So he sighs, and resumes churring, quietly trying to shush his bud.

Donnie does smile at his counterpart saying that they need to get better at that.

"Yeah, but that last step's a doozy."

Mike nawwws and shifts around a bit so he can wrap arms around the others seeing as he was the larger turtle here, and nuzzle the little Malcolm, is cuddled half around Donnie and Mikey Mikey smiling when DonnieBoy joins them.


Dana hesitates, she has no idea what happened or why the unease but she is bringing over skewed meats and a walk milk drink made from llamaoat milk, it would have a slightly nutmeggy vanilla flavour. Also water skins.


Mike grins and drags her into the contact to, they could find a way to eat the stuff he brought up from DonnieBoy pockets earlier and those good smelling skewers and drink in the sort of turtle pile, he was rubbing his own tears away. Nuzzling the little golden son, and Mikey Mikey and Donnie then DonnieBoy. Nodding. " It won't help the lonely sort of sensation of leaving all our brothers but practice will make the weird this bandana might have shrunk in the drier sort of back in ya skin feeling less unsettling and painful when coming back to yourself."


DonnieBoy nods, it made sense and oh he missed his brothers and there is a weight of loss without all the turtles with them but it also just feels good to be in this hold, mingled now with Dana's soft fur warmth and Oooh he sips automatically at the milk, sort of a lean milk by the consistency but it had a mild pleasant flavour and he appreciates the fact it is warmed up and soothed a little of the shock of the spectral moments a little further. He thanks her and chuurs between sips focusing muzzles on Malcolm and Mikey Mikey.


And Malcolm reacted reaching a hand to lightly pat MikeyMikey's cheek and shoooo between sniffles instinctively looking to quiet him too.

Donnie nuzzles both MikeyMikey and Malcolm, churring softly, joining Malcolm and the others in trying to calm the wailing. He thanked Dana for the milk and offered his bud some first.

"Pretty sure it's from the llamoooaaats..." Once MikeyMikey had accepted the drink, Donnie took a little for himself. And it really hit the spot. The warm, comforting feel and taste seemed to soothe at least some of the not at home in his own skin feeling.

"Can Malcolm have this?" Because he's tempted to give some to the little guy, but has no idea what is in it (other than the milk itself) or if it's okay for Malcolm to have.

He's hungry too, but the milk was so soothing, and for the moment, he is content with that. It really hits the spot.

MikeyMikey quiets to sniffles when the others nuzzle in, and even Malcolm is trying to calm him down. The offer of the walk milk, and the fact that it's from the llamoats, is a wonderful distraction that manages to stifle even the remaining sniffling.

He accepts the milk with a thanks that more for Dana than Donnie. And he's soon rather contentedly drinking his milk and he's probably the first to figure out how to eat without actually leaving the turtle pile. He spills a bit here and there, most of it lands on Donnie, who was indignant about it at first, but eventually sighed and gave up worrying about it.

Food. Changes. Everything!

MikeyMikey might not be quite his happy go lucky self again just yet, but he is pretty chill and fairly contentedly eating right here in the turtle pile.

MikeyMikey offered bits to Malcolm every so often.

Dana beams as the warmth and mild and closeness seem to help them, especially Mikeymikey, " I hope this was mostly happy tears and reactions, as opposed to something, has gone very wrong.' she fervently whispers and looks at Mikey as the question whether Malcolm can have the llamoat milk safely pops up, she hops so!


Mike is glad his companions are settling, a chuckle at Dana's words, " yeah for the most part everyone is doing fine, we are just a tad ... tired and wired and... uh, I think so? I mean he seems fine after having some damonfeuer milk. Quite a lot actually, the little guy liked the milk almost as I liked the miii - nevermind." cause Malcolm was not quiet passed out yet and though yawning was reaching eagerly for the cup and the milkiness within. And that was the only reason Mike didn't explain he'd liked the damonfeuer milk too! quiet a lot.


Sniggering as Dana oh yeah should be fine then DonnieBoy rolls his eyes a bit and middle of rubbing shells MikeyMikey and Donnie then Malcolm and Mike, " Hahahahaha - guess you would like this milk too." Well it was making him feel warm and cozy and finally more him. More him! and dawwwww.


Malcolm nuzzles MikeyMikey whilst reaching for the milk-making drinking faces!

"Just... missing some brothers." And MikeyMikey is easily distracted by food, so... "He's fine now."

Donnie was chuckling at Mike's near admission that was really more than enough to give the whole thing away. And he offered some of the milk to Malcolm. Allowing the little guy to take the cup, but sort of helping him guide it.

He's starting to feel a little better. Even some of the dehydration issues were feeling a little better too. Though he sort of suspects that's temporary, so he's focusing on fluids more than food. The milk and water are more interesting, though he did get some of the food too. And beyond that, it's just nice, right here in the pile.

And he was! MikeyMikey is happily making his way through whatever food he manages to find. While pizza will forever be the perfect food, and there is nothing like it, who would be be to turn down other options when pizza is not available? Especially since this smells pretty darned good.

The llamoat milk was amazing too! And from the llamoats! That actually sort of blew his mind. Sure, he sort of knew that milk came from animals, but he'd never met the animal it came from before! That was pretty cool!

When Malcolm nuzzles into him, MikeyMikey returns the nuzzle, and offers the child a bit of the meat to go with the milk.

Mike chuckles softly and his hand rests lightly on Malcolm's shell watchign the little guy - it was cute seeing him accept Donnie's help, to figure out the best way to get more milke was by tilting that cup up! and the gulping, kid was thirsty! Dana obliged with another half cup full when he gulped the first lot down. And even another half when that was gone too - and dawwwww the kid further shows he is definitely a Mikey kid, when presented with a chunk of meat he takes it and dips it in the new half cup of milk and then eats it - yep totally a Mikey thing to do.


He grins and moves his hand back to Donnie's shoulder then MikeyMikeys and then DonnieBoys, " yeah I feel that too - it'll be a fight when we are all back together that will be facing us but I can't wait to be back with them all ya know? my brothers and all your guys brothers too." oh yeah! He yawns and rests back under the sweltering heat - in this shady outcropping of rock. Not the best circumstances to continue the turtle pile and nap but he didn't want to part! Not right now -


DonnieBoy shifts and chuckles watching the meat dipping and hmmming a bit at the flavor of the milk nudging Mike teasing for his admittance of having milk but is too sleepy to tease much right now, " agreed it's gonna be a tooo long of a trip until that time." he does squeeze his hug around the fellow turtles here a bit tighter with a wider grin, " this is pretty good int he meantime though." because it was. not the same but. Pretty danged good and comforting.


furr ruffling and feeling as the afternoon wore on the heat increased Dana nuzzles their shoulders boops the adorable boy on the snout. " plenty of milk where that came from so have plenty." she encourages them not understanding still all that had taken place but later she could sate her curiosity now was time for resting.

Donnie chuckles as Malcolm goes through his food as fast as MikeyMikey does. And shares the love of strange combinations. Though Donnie's one to talk. He will go for the oddball combo from time to time.

He definitely agrees that it's going to be a long trip at least until they get back to their brothers.

"What was it, a week through the desert with a Sailer?" He sort of leaned against DonnieBoy, it really had to suck for both him and Mike... and Malcolm to not have any of their brothers wmhere with them. Donnie at least had one of his buds.

MikeyMikey is definitely enjoying the food. He watches the kid dip the meat in the milk. Eh, sure. Why not?

He tries it too! And nods at the kid. That's a good one. And he dips another bit of meat.

Malcolm giggles in a muffled sort of way when MikeyMikey tries the milk and meat too! he beams and nods it is good- trying to say it around a mouthful of milk and meat - but not succeeding too well. And stopping when a giggling Dana touches his cheek and tells him to just chew for the moment. No talking.


Mike chuckles and has to think back a bit on the conversations he's had with Erica before she left about her timeframes given how they will travel, " yeah she did say about a week and then we will be there, I don't know if we will be the first turtles to arrive but I do know if we are Leo will fully expect me to make sure the small groups of us have the semi to mostly hidden places and to have scooped out places to watch the city from and have made some mental notes on how we might get in." He dips meat in milk randomly as he is thinking out loud. " mmmm not bad."


And this makes DonnieBoy snigger a bit and when nuzzling Donnie's shoulder in thanks for the closeness and just being there with the MikeyMikey and Mikey and Dana and Malcolm he sighs in fond sort of way, " just like Mikey's." yep indeed, tone suggesting though he was seriously considering it too. Listening to Mike and smiling, had to be a little odd feeling to step into the lead role as he was trying to do. " well don't trouble yourself too much about that yet let's just get there, and then put our minds on the task."[/color]

Donnie chuckles as Malcolm tries to talk around a mouthful of food! As if the kid couldn't get any more Mikey!

He had been all but ready to add to Mikey's statement. There's sure to be a lot more of the city that they'll need to get a read on, and he had a couple ideas, but DonnieBoy pulled them back.

"I can't believe I'm about to say this, of all turtles." Donnie is a notorious overplanner! "But he's right. We should worry about getting through the desert first."

And he's done considering the meat in the milk thing, he dips a piece in his own milk, and nods. Yep... he'll do it again.

MikeyMikey has no qualms about talking with his mouth full and is setting a terrible example for the kid!

"Great idea, MicroDude. This is good."

He does chew as the others talk. And he chuckles as Donnie actually agrees with finishing this task before worrying about the next one.

"You're thinkin' about it anyway, aren'tcha." It's not a question. He knows his bud.

"Of course, I am."

MikeyMikey laughed and clapped his counterpart on the shoulder. "See, let them worry about that stuff that's way off in the future. They're good at that. Donnie always has 537 plans with contingencies by the time we get there if Leo's not around to reign 'im in. Bet DonnieBoy's the same." And yes, his mouth was full for that too.

a bit and gently elbows MikeyMikey back and yep he is no better at setting an example for his son munching with mouth open and yep adding to the conversation now in the same manner. [color=#FF8C00]" hah ya all right of course I got no need to fret like a Leo, Donnies will do it." , truthful playful teasing in his tone but indeed it was a bit of a relief to have the brains there. And indeed no doubt both would be plotting the entire way. To Dana he asks for maps for the city they were going to, as he yawns and gets comfy just watching now after the second chunk of meat the way Malcolm worked his way through his mouthful. Amused the boy was refraining for now from talking with his mouthful -


For now the little guy was no doubt tired.


Dana nods and moves back to the male llamoat to collect the right map.


DonnieBoy is amused and nods setting the opposite example hewing and swallowing before speaking. "Yeah a map or two will be good to go over after a nap... Just so we can half half a thousand ideas." he wants to start now! But really by the way Malcolm looked like he might go to sleep mouthful and all and the others cuddling close and all he suspects they are getting closer to snoozing off the astral plane adventure. And they would need it.

"Definitely leave fretting to us. We're goid at it." Actually making a decision or actually executing a plan... not so much.

"And who knows, maybe we'll meet up with a Leonardo somewhere before we actually arrive. Or maybe another group will already be there and we won't have to worry about that at all, or-- MikeyMikey sort of cuffed him on the shoulder. "Right, shutting up now."

"See? Like at least 537 plans with contingencies." MikeyMikey chuckled and started working his way through another but of milk and meat.

Donnie finished the but if milk and meat that he had then set his cup aside, snuggling little Malcolm.

"You dudes wanna rest, I'm good for a watch." MikeyMikey offered. He had some food in him and felt... relatively well recovered. And he had come out of the dehydration incident better than the Donnies seemed to have.

" and at least three tentative contingent plans." DonnieBoy laughs and - then again as Mike sighs and flops over onto his plastron after making sure that Malcolm's mouth and hands were finally empty probably to prevent him accidentally choking on anything in his sleep, and double-checking Froggo was close still - and she was a happy fat croaking amphibian. And where he is he and Donnie could rest back against the larger turtles shell and DonnieBoy does so with a happy sigh of his own, it had been some time since he and his brother's turtle piled close together and he understood somewhere sometime they would probably do it the first night they were back together again.


Mike sniggers, " have to admit that is comforting even without the possibility of a Leo being there first. And makes me wonder what it is like in Donnie's head.'


" perfectly computer lab sounding. Peaceful." yep peaceful.


Dana chuckles and her fluffy tail swoosh a little as she wags it briefly scooping the cups away. [color=#ffffff]" I'll sit up with you MikeyMikey - must keep watch though, to be honest, nothing hunts at this time of day - too hot."[color=#ff9900]t was now like a visible bruise - and there was that 'sound' of heat, the silence of the lack of breeze, and the stillness of the little pond of water only changed by the few fish and insects and frogs. And the buzz of some of those insects grew in the quiet of the midday.

Donnie also relaxed, and leaned back against Mike. It wasn't his own buds, but it was definitely comforting, and right now, he'll take it. He yawned as Mike admitted feeling a little comforted, and he chuckled at Mike's wonderings, even as he sort of snuggled into the larger turtle's shell, and into his counterpart as well. Just making sure they're all in contact.

"Except when all the processors are overclocking and the anxiety is in high gear." At the moment though... he's clearly pretty peaceful, and agrees with DonnieBoy. He wiggles down a little more and lets his eyes close.