You had recently gotten into a relationship with Donnie. It was going great! He would make new things out of scrap metal and you would compliment him on it, seeing him smile and flap his hands practically made your heart melt. But, recently it’s been getting out of hand.

“Stop struggling!”

Like right now, for example. As Donnie held you down with the mechanical arms from his battle shell as he tried to inject you with a weird glowing serum.