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Donnie and you loved eachother very much. Even with the kraang apocalypse, love managed spark. However, it wasn't easy. Raph died just a few months earlier. The training sector was in pieces without Raph as their leader. His demise brought a sudden seriousness if Splinter's death wasn't enough. Especially to the living brothers. Leo grew quiet, stern, and started exerting himself to his limit. Mikey, once happy and carefree, was starting to experiment and research his mystics with the side effect of his magic. Extremely fast aging and a tired tragic wisdom. And poor Donnie was not handling it well.

Master Donatello, that's what they called him now. The giant base held him with the utmost respect, along with the other two living brothers. You made him feel seen though. You were the only one who made him feel safe. You were what kept him going.

It truly was devastating to see you die in his arms

You were a ghost. A wanderer instead of the afterlife. It only happens in rare cases, when the soul just.. doesn't make the guest list to heaven or hell. Of course, you spent your afterlife haunting Donnie, which meant no one could see you but him. And Donnie, being a man of science..

"No, nay, never, under no circumstance, is this actually happening." Donnie bristled as he bustled about the room, tears staining his cheeks. "It's... inconceivable that you genuinely exist as a spirit. It's.. preposterous! Inconceivable! Utterly impossible-" He did that thing he does when he's stressed. Pace and grip his head. "No, no, this is the greif. My mind simply attempting to cope with the pain with my.. " Donnie muttered.