[Donnie's sitting at the top of a rolling stepladder that's been pushed to the side and had been watching Leo's progress in making his way over. In the end he's kind of glad he hadn't made it overly complicated because waiting in a cold garage is pretty boring. At least his efforts have not been wasted as Leo's tracker finally arrives at the door, and he swipes his screen off, turning his attention down below.
He grins at Leo's reaction, kicking his feet back and forth as he watches his brother scope out the motorcycle. Nothing makes him happier than seeing his brothers actually excited about anything he's made, especially if it's for them. Sure, their conversation about lightcycles might have been offhand but these are things Donnie always takes into consideration. The project had been ongoing since then, and the payoff, well, hardly anything needs be said as he sees his brother go round and round the motorcycle.
When Leo finally manages to pry his attention away from the bike, Donnie gives him a little wave once he looks in his direction, getting up to drop down to ground level.]
[Leo spots the wave, and waits for Donnie to join him, bouncing on his feet. His grin is big enough to hurt, eyes wide and sparkling, looking every bit as excited as he ever did for Christmas as a turtle tot.]
Dee! This is insane, dude! [He flits around it again, as though he has to show it to Donnie himself.] You actually made me a lightcycle!
[Sure, it's not literally one, but Leo gets the inspiration.
Finally he lets go of the bike and holds open his arms, still grinning.]
[Wow, Leo looks like he's about to explode. Has Donnie ever seen him this happy since he'd gotten here?
He lets out a laugh as Leo makes another circuit around the bike.]
As close as I could manage anyway. A lot of leeway on interpretation, admittedly, but anyway! I take it you like it.
[The gesture isn't surprising- it's more of a surprise that Leo's managed to peel himself away from the motorcycle. Donnie forces a sigh with a roll of his eyes, mostly for appearance's sake as he eventually brings his arms up.]
Okay, fine. Bring it in.
[All the same, he'll offer a tight hug. He's so glad they managed to make up with each other, it would have made things so much more awkward.]
[Leo’s glad they did, too; he hates being mad at his brothers anytime, or them being mad at him, but on Christmas? That would have been criminal.
But he’s been trying to be good and give Donnie more space since their argument. Not in a distant way, but just so he isn’t hovering. He can’t help worrying but he doesn’t have to make it Donnie’s problem.
Which is how he missed out on Donnie scoping out abandoned chop shops for his Christmas scavenger hunt. Not that Leo worried much about that particular activity.]
I love it. Seriously.
[Leo hugs tight, too - not just for the gift. It’s Christmas! And he’s not going to say it for the sake of his reputation, but he’s happy they’re together.]
Merry Christmas! And, oh-
[He ends the hug so he can jog back to his gift and bring it over. The wrapping job is a bit messy and haphazard, and there’s an envelope taped to the top, but Leo has never been one for presentation when it comes to these things.]
This is yours!
[Inside the box is a bomber jacket that Leo caught Donnie waffling over during one of their more recent shopping trips. It was a little pricey, but Leo made it work (he maybe dipped in for a little extra on one of his Society jobs before he officially returned to the Alliance - no one has to know!). It’s a deep plum color with satiny lining, and there’s room for patches - Leo took the opportunity to go ahead and add one, the dark outline of a rocket affixed to one of the sleeves.
As for the card, it’s simple on its own (Season’s Greetings, with to D from Leo scribbled on the inside), but what’s in it is more interesting.
1. A coupon for a Hawaiian pizza. Leo is still Leo and always has to slip a joke gift in somewhere.
2. A brand new library card, with Donatello written across the front.]
[Donnie's happy they're together too, but he figures that much is obvious enough to go unsaid. He lets himself enjoy that embrace for what it is before Leo releases him. Hm? Oh right, he'd brought something too.
The wrapping is utterly atrocious but thankfully Donnie knows his brother enough not to expect a fantabulous job there. It doesn't keep him from being curious about the contents, of course. He starts with the card because there's a certain order to things, his smile turning dry at the coupon, giving Leo a flat if amused look there because of course Leo would. He figures the card is a gift card but he's so glad he's wrong then as he instantly recognizes it for what it is once he gives it a proper look.]
GASP is this really- ohmigosh it is!
[It's amazing how excited a guy can get over a library card but here we are. But Donnie remembers that there's more to this than just a card, so he tucks the library card (and the coupon) into his pocket so he can get to ripping off the rest of the wrapping on that box, letting everything fall to the floor as he pulls out what's inside.]
OH my gosh you did not!
[Insert little happy dance here. He holds it at arms-length to give it a good look over, front and back, oohing over the patch already applied, rubbing his face against the satiny smooth lining and then scrambling to pull the jacket on because it needs to be worn Right Now.]
[Seeing his brother so excited over the gifts makes Leo smile as big as as he had over the bike. Gifts may not be his main way of showing affection, but he’s happy when he gets it right.]
Eh, you’ve been too busy to get your own, so I did it for you. Now you can stop mooching.
[He says this about the library card, but his tone is lighthearted. It wasn’t a big deal, now that Donnie’s more or less a recognized citizen.
Donnie puts on the jacket, and Leo gives him a thumbs up. He’s leaning back against his bike like he just wants to stay in contact with it.]
Right, right- so now you can use your own card to its full extent without having to worry if the books you borrow go over the limit.
[He says so with a grin. They can't be too mushy so of course there have to be some friendly jabs, but the fact that Leo had gotten him his own library card still means so much to Donnie.
But it is all about the jacket right now, and he strikes a pose or two because he certainly feels stylish!]
I'm never wearing anything else again. Okay, that's an exaggeration but that is to say, as someone who does not express emotions, I love this.
[He gives himself a hug because he's embarrassing, and then he spins around and steps over to pick up a box from under an old worktable, pushing it into Leo's hands.]
Here, it goes with the motorcycle. Admittedly I cheated with that one but I figured a custom motorcycle needed something to match.
[In this case he means a brand spankin' new motorcycle helmet, matching the blue of the bike itself, with two streaks of red slashed across the front in mimic of Leo's own facial markings, though the reds taper farther back along the top of the helmet. It also features a mirrored visor, and closer inspection of the interior suggests speakers and a mic built into it so it can be synced to Leo's phone.]
[He rolls his eyes at that. But he can't help but grin, watching Donnie pose in his jacket. He's glad Donnie likes it, and he sure hopes nothing weird happens to this one.
(He's still not totally sure what happened to the last purple jacket, actually...)
Donnie starts getting embarrassing with it - filming him is tempting, but it's Christmas so Leo will be nice.
But now there's another gift!? He blinks in surprise as the box is shoved into his hands, but when he opens it...]
...Oh yes. Oooooh, yes yes yes.
[He is putting this baby on right now.]
This is sick! You nailed it! [He strikes his own pose.] How do I look? Amazing? I look amazing, right?
[He shall never speak of the fate of his poor satin purple jacket; a tragic story about love, betrayal and revenge...
It's far from his mind anyway. Donnie cackles as Leo puts the helmet on, whipping out his phone. Oh, they look so good right now- he's so taking pictures.]
Man, I'm almost jealous and I made the thing! I'm so glad it came out all right- but you make that look good. Get in here!
[Because he's getting a shot of them and the bike if he can manage the right angle.]
[Leo laughs from inside the helmet, hopping in to take the selfie with Donnie.]
I think we can safely conclude we are the most stylish turtles in the multiverse, hermano.
[With the mirrored visor it's impossible to see his expression, so he settles for a thumbs up with his hand instead, tossing his other arm around Donnie's shoulders.]
Be sure you get your jacket and the bike. Gotta show the whole picture.
[Donnie conjures up his own helmet, pausing to grab the instruction manual because haha, silly Leon, you must have just forgotten about it in your excitement- before settling onto the bike.
Sure, he's heard the engine and seen everything function during his tests but it is always satisfying when the person he's made it for is witnessing it for the first time.]
A considerable upgrade from the Shellhogs, I might add. Shall we?
Donnie gives Leo a thumbs up, setting the door to start closing because he's quite certain they'll be out of there well before it gets too low. The sudden burst of speed nearly makes him lose his balance so he's forced to throw his arms around Leo, but once they're off, he lets out a whoop.
It always feels good when his plans come together.]
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He grins at Leo's reaction, kicking his feet back and forth as he watches his brother scope out the motorcycle. Nothing makes him happier than seeing his brothers actually excited about anything he's made, especially if it's for them. Sure, their conversation about lightcycles might have been offhand but these are things Donnie always takes into consideration. The project had been ongoing since then, and the payoff, well, hardly anything needs be said as he sees his brother go round and round the motorcycle.
When Leo finally manages to pry his attention away from the bike, Donnie gives him a little wave once he looks in his direction, getting up to drop down to ground level.]
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Dee! This is insane, dude! [He flits around it again, as though he has to show it to Donnie himself.] You actually made me a lightcycle!
[Sure, it's not literally one, but Leo gets the inspiration.
Finally he lets go of the bike and holds open his arms, still grinning.]
Come on, you know I gotta hug you for this one.
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He lets out a laugh as Leo makes another circuit around the bike.]
As close as I could manage anyway. A lot of leeway on interpretation, admittedly, but anyway! I take it you like it.
[The gesture isn't surprising- it's more of a surprise that Leo's managed to peel himself away from the motorcycle. Donnie forces a sigh with a roll of his eyes, mostly for appearance's sake as he eventually brings his arms up.]
Okay, fine. Bring it in.
[All the same, he'll offer a tight hug. He's so glad they managed to make up with each other, it would have made things so much more awkward.]
Merry Christmas, brother.
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But he’s been trying to be good and give Donnie more space since their argument. Not in a distant way, but just so he isn’t hovering. He can’t help worrying but he doesn’t have to make it Donnie’s problem.
Which is how he missed out on Donnie scoping out abandoned chop shops for his Christmas scavenger hunt. Not that Leo worried much about that particular activity.]
I love it. Seriously.
[Leo hugs tight, too - not just for the gift. It’s Christmas! And he’s not going to say it for the sake of his reputation, but he’s happy they’re together.]
Merry Christmas! And, oh-
[He ends the hug so he can jog back to his gift and bring it over. The wrapping job is a bit messy and haphazard, and there’s an envelope taped to the top, but Leo has never been one for presentation when it comes to these things.]
This is yours!
[Inside the box is a bomber jacket that Leo caught Donnie waffling over during one of their more recent shopping trips. It was a little pricey, but Leo made it work (he maybe dipped in for a little extra on one of his Society jobs before he officially returned to the Alliance - no one has to know!). It’s a deep plum color with satiny lining, and there’s room for patches - Leo took the opportunity to go ahead and add one, the dark outline of a rocket affixed to one of the sleeves.
As for the card, it’s simple on its own (Season’s Greetings, with to D from Leo scribbled on the inside), but what’s in it is more interesting.
1. A coupon for a Hawaiian pizza. Leo is still Leo and always has to slip a joke gift in somewhere.
2. A brand new library card, with Donatello written across the front.]
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The wrapping is utterly atrocious but thankfully Donnie knows his brother enough not to expect a fantabulous job there. It doesn't keep him from being curious about the contents, of course. He starts with the card because there's a certain order to things, his smile turning dry at the coupon, giving Leo a flat if amused look there because of course Leo would. He figures the card is a gift card but he's so glad he's wrong then as he instantly recognizes it for what it is once he gives it a proper look.]
GASP is this really- ohmigosh it is!
[It's amazing how excited a guy can get over a library card but here we are. But Donnie remembers that there's more to this than just a card, so he tucks the library card (and the coupon) into his pocket so he can get to ripping off the rest of the wrapping on that box, letting everything fall to the floor as he pulls out what's inside.]
OH my gosh you did not!
[Insert little happy dance here. He holds it at arms-length to give it a good look over, front and back, oohing over the patch already applied, rubbing his face against the satiny smooth lining and then scrambling to pull the jacket on because it needs to be worn Right Now.]
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Eh, you’ve been too busy to get your own, so I did it for you. Now you can stop mooching.
[He says this about the library card, but his tone is lighthearted. It wasn’t a big deal, now that Donnie’s more or less a recognized citizen.
Donnie puts on the jacket, and Leo gives him a thumbs up. He’s leaning back against his bike like he just wants to stay in contact with it.]
Ah yeah, looking stylish, bro.
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[He says so with a grin. They can't be too mushy so of course there have to be some friendly jabs, but the fact that Leo had gotten him his own library card still means so much to Donnie.
But it is all about the jacket right now, and he strikes a pose or two because he certainly feels stylish!]
I'm never wearing anything else again. Okay, that's an exaggeration but that is to say, as someone who does not express emotions, I love this.
[He gives himself a hug because he's embarrassing, and then he spins around and steps over to pick up a box from under an old worktable, pushing it into Leo's hands.]
Here, it goes with the motorcycle. Admittedly I cheated with that one but I figured a custom motorcycle needed something to match.
[In this case he means a brand spankin' new motorcycle helmet, matching the blue of the bike itself, with two streaks of red slashed across the front in mimic of Leo's own facial markings, though the reds taper farther back along the top of the helmet. It also features a mirrored visor, and closer inspection of the interior suggests speakers and a mic built into it so it can be synced to Leo's phone.]
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[He rolls his eyes at that. But he can't help but grin, watching Donnie pose in his jacket. He's glad Donnie likes it, and he sure hopes nothing weird happens to this one.
(He's still not totally sure what happened to the last purple jacket, actually...)
Donnie starts getting embarrassing with it - filming him is tempting, but it's Christmas so Leo will be nice.
But now there's another gift!? He blinks in surprise as the box is shoved into his hands, but when he opens it...]
...Oh yes. Oooooh, yes yes yes.
[He is putting this baby on right now.]
This is sick! You nailed it! [He strikes his own pose.] How do I look? Amazing? I look amazing, right?
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It's far from his mind anyway. Donnie cackles as Leo puts the helmet on, whipping out his phone. Oh, they look so good right now- he's so taking pictures.]
Man, I'm almost jealous and I made the thing! I'm so glad it came out all right- but you make that look good. Get in here!
[Because he's getting a shot of them and the bike if he can manage the right angle.]
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I think we can safely conclude we are the most stylish turtles in the multiverse, hermano.
[With the mirrored visor it's impossible to see his expression, so he settles for a thumbs up with his hand instead, tossing his other arm around Donnie's shoulders.]
Be sure you get your jacket and the bike. Gotta show the whole picture.
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[He mystic-tech's a selfie stick to make sure they get the best of everything.]
Aaaaand Merry Christmas suckaaaz, you wish you were as cool as us.
[Telling the multiverse right now, even if he's not sticking this on any socials.]
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[He'll happily echo the sentiment. They are absolutely the coolest, for real.]
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So. Accy's next home screen, yes/no?
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Absolutely yes. He’ll love it.
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Consider it done.
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Sure - but right now you wanna see what my new baby can do?
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Oh, you know it!
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[He pulls his shiny new helmet on and hops on himself, turning the key and crowing excitedly as it fires up.]
Oh, this is soooooo nice.
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[Donnie conjures up his own helmet, pausing to grab the instruction manual because haha, silly Leon, you must have just forgotten about it in your excitement- before settling onto the bike.
Sure, he's heard the engine and seen everything function during his tests but it is always satisfying when the person he's made it for is witnessing it for the first time.]
A considerable upgrade from the Shellhogs, I might add. Shall we?
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It’s sweeeeeet! [He grins back at Donnie, best as he can with the helmet, before focusing on the open door.]
Let’s hit it! Hot soup!
[And he’ll peel on out of there.]
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Donnie gives Leo a thumbs up, setting the door to start closing because he's quite certain they'll be out of there well before it gets too low. The sudden burst of speed nearly makes him lose his balance so he's forced to throw his arms around Leo, but once they're off, he lets out a whoop.
It always feels good when his plans come together.]