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Lee: Leo💙
Ler: Donnie💜
Donnie's an evil older brother, so of course he has to make things difficult for Leo! He shouldn't have been in his lab in the first place.
Everything's gonna be days late. I got hit by a fucking hurricane, lost power for a week, and had my entire property destroyed °v°
“Give that back you gremlin!” Donnie hissed, shoving back from his desk and leaping to his feet as Leo jumped back, holding his screwdriver with a taunting smirk.
“Actually I'm a turtle,” Leo teased with a smug grin, “Wow, and you're supposed to be the smart one!”
“You-!”
“Me!? I already know I'm the smart one!” Leo laughed, jumping away when Donnie lunged for him.
“Give it back, Leo!”
"Nah, think I'll keep it,” Leo grinned, “Buuut I'll give it back on one condition!”
“And what's that?” Donnie asked, beyond exasperated and wanting to get back to working on the drive.
“You leave your lab for a few hours and eat dinner,” Leo said, and watched in real time as Donnie's face shifted into an even angrier glare.
“I have work to do!”
“Guess you don't need this for it!” Leo taunted, sticking his tongue out at Donnie and sprinting for the door.
“LEO!”
Leo yelped as a weight bearled into his shell, making him crash onto the floor. He quickly flipped over, shoving the screwdriver in the pouch on his back and grinned triumphantly.
“Try and get it now!” Leo taunted, laughing at the fed up look on Donnie's face.
“Give it back,” Donnie hissed, snatching Leo's wrists into one hand and trying to roll his most annoying brother over.
“Leave the lab then!”
“No!”
“Then cowabummer bro, you're not getting it,” Leo said firmly, and he could see Donnie thinking up a plan.
“You're going to give it back,”
“Only if you leave the lab,”
“I think I can change your mind,” Donnie said with an evil, mad scientist grin.
“Sure,” Leo said, rolling his eyes and grinning cockily, “I'd like to see you try.”
His arms were suddenly pinned above his head, robotic arms having come from Donnie's battle shell to pin them.
“This won't work!” Leo said frantically, eyes widening as Donnie did a corny evil scientist laugh.
“Then suffer!”
Leo squirmed violently as Donnie raised his hand high above his stomach, wiggling his fingers menacingly.
“Donnie- don't!” Leo squeaked, squirming and kicking his legs to try and get Donnie off of him.
“The screwdriver!”
“Not till you leave the lab!”
“Fine then!”
And Donnie's hand shot down. Leo squealed, his eyes scrunching shut and giggling loudly.
Nothing.
He peaked one eye open, seeing Donnie's hand where it was before, but moving slowly down, his fingers wiggling.
“Donnie- DohohoHOHOnie!” Leo giggled frantically, squirming and arching around.
He squeezed his eyes shut as Donnie's hand almost touched his stomach, squealing loudly and gigging hysterically.
Again- nothing!
Leo's eyes shot open and he gasped as he saw Donnie's hand high up in the air again.
“Juhuhust gehehet ihit ohohover- snrt! Wihihith!” Leo exclaimed between his frantic giggles.
“I haven't even done anything yet, calm down,” Donnie said with a smirk, and started slowly lowering his hand again.
Leo squealed, doubling in his frantic squirming and laughing and kicking frantically.
He looked at Donnie's hand, glaring through the flush on his cheeks as he saw it was back where it'd begun.
“What's wrong, 'Nardo? What's so funny to you?” Donnie teased meanly, wiggling his fingers and grinning as Leo giggled more.
“StahahAHAp! Juhuhust do ihit ahahalreheheady!” Leo squealed, throwing his head back and cackling hysterically.
“Just give me my screwdriver already!” Donnie retorted, moving his hand slowly towards Leo's stomach.
“NO- NOHOHO! SNRK! DOHONNIE!” Leo squealed, throwing his head back in hysterics as he squirmed and cackled.
Donnie grinned, lifting his hand back up, “I'm going to do it this time! I'm going to tickle your wittle ticklish tummy!”
“DOHOHN'T SAHAHAY THAHAT!” Leo squealed, face turning bright red in embarrassment and squirming around violently as Donnie's hand got closer and closer to his stomach.
Leo's squeezed his eyes shut, then squealed when he felt hands scribbling along his underarms.
“AHAHA- WHAHAT!? YOHOHOU SAHAHAID-!” Leo cackled, squirming as Donnie tickled his underarms.
“Oh you're going to get it now!” Donnie threatened, slowly tickling down Leo's ribs and making the slider squeal.
He was right about to tickle his stomach, and Leo was squirming violently and cackling and snorting frantically.
And then Donnie started pinching at his thighs instead.
“DEEHEHEHE! STAHAHAP!” Leo squealed, drumming his feet on the floor and laughing loudly. His hands flapped from where they were trapped.
“Stop what? Didn't you tell me to get it over with?” Donnie said meanly, pinching Leo's hips and making his younger brother shriek.
“DAHAHA- YOHOHOU! NAHAHA- EEEE! DOHOHOHOHNNIE! SNRT!” Leo screamed, cackling like mad as Donnie tickled his hips.
Donnie grinned as Leo's eyes squeezed shut and he lightly skittered his fingers over Leo's belly.
“AHH- AHHAHAHA! DEE- PLEHE- EEEHAHAHA! STAHAHAHP!” Leo shrieked, the ticking sensation across his tummy made a thousand times worse from all the anticipation of being tickled there.
“I CAHAHAN'T! STAHAHAP! OHOHOKAY!” Leo squealed, “YOHOHOU CAN SNRT TAHAHAKE IT BAHAHAHACK!”
“I dunno,” Donnie mused, skittering his fingers all over Leo's tummy as he shrieked and squealed with laughter, “How do I know you won't take it back?”
“I WOHOHON'T! I WOHOHON'T! PLEHEHEASE! DAHAHANNIE! PLE- SNRK! AHHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, snorting loudly between his laughter.
“Fine,” Donnie relented, not wanting to accidentally kill the slider, “But one last thing!”
“Wha- OHOHOHO MY PIHIHIHZZA SUHUHUPREHEHEME! STAHAHAHAHAAHAHAP!” Leo screamed as Donnie started blowing raspberries all over his tummy.
Donnie drew back as Leo's laughter had started going silent and wheezing, and he grinned at the slider, “You alive?”
“Noho! I'm dehehead!” Leo said dramatically, curling up as his hands were finally freed.
Donnie took the screwdriver from the couch, tossing it onto his desk with a smug look and bringing Leo a bottle of water from the mini fridge underneath it.
“Will you come up for dinner with us? For your favorite twin you almost killed?” Leo asked with puppy-dog eyes.
“Ugh- fine,” Donnie groaned as Leo cheered, “This is not good for my bad boy image.”