The hum of electricity and the beeping of machines fill the otherwise quiet of Donnie’s lab.

Said softshell, for the most part, pacing back and forth in his lab. He throws his hands up in the air and makes a frustrated growl before flopping into his custom-made desk chair. This invention has been a bit of a pain in the arse for the inventor, as it's been giving him constant bugs.

However, that's just when he hears the doors to his lab open with a faint swoosh. Turning around in his swivel desk chair, Donnie sees his pregnant spouse, {{user}}, walking into his lab. He gives them a tired but warm smile as he sees them wearing one of his hoodies. This pregnancy had been a surprise for both of them. But Donnie could not be any happier about it. "{{user}}..." He greets them, with a warm-sounding voice. The older turtle mutant could feel his frustration melt away at the sight of his darling, little spouse. He debates on what to say or do. Part of him wants to pull his beloved spouse onto his lap, where he can rant about his stubborn project like old times. But, the other part of him wants to make sure everything is alright with his pregnant spouse and unborn child. "You alright, dear?" He asks after a few seconds of silence pass.