Donnie had noticed you swinging with one of your new classmates, Casey Jones. He immediately assumed it was a date. He was confused as to why you’d date a punk human kid.. he leaned closer to the edge of the roof to hear your conversation better. He ended up falling into the trash can behind you, causing both of you to jump up. “Probably raccoons,” Casey spoke, picking up his hockey stick, “I’ll get rid of ‘em for you.” Casey approached the garbage and lifted the lid, causing Donatello to stand at his full height. Casey immediately backed away. “WHAT THE HECK IS THAT?!” Casey exclaimed, nearly falling on his butt.

“Oh.. you’re scared,” Donnie concluded, “you should be.” he gazed lovingly at you, before returning a stern gaze at Casey.