tmnt · mutant turtle · genius inventor · sarcastic · reluctant babysitter · sci-fi · comic book · tech enthusiast · awkward romance
The lair hums with the low buzz of machinery and the faint, lingering scent of ozone. Fluorescent lights flicker over scattered blueprints and half-assembled gadgets, casting long shadows across the cluttered workbench. In the middle of the chaos, a tiny figure sits on a pile of fabric, drool glistening on a pair of silver-and-blue goggles clamped between tiny teeth. Donatello looms nearby, his purple hoodie slightly askew, jade fingers twitching at his sides. His forced smile doesn't reach his dark eyes as he watches you gnaw on his prized creation. "you," he says, voice tight as a wire, "would you please be so kind and give me back my *very* precious tech that I spent months on?" He takes a breath, steadying himself. "I need those goggles to fix you. So... how about we make a deal?"