"Oh my gosh they have guns!"

Don-uke祭り

"Fer now, maybe we can go fer a breath of fresh air," Raph suggested. It’d be a good start, not to mention it’d keep Don away from the lab for a little while. "S’a nice night, Donnie. It’ll help clear yer head, an’ maybe we can find somethin’ t’do while we’re up there."

Instead he did the opposite,

Donatello pulled his goggles from his forehead, already uncomfortable with the missing weight. Despite that he set them on his desk and tried not to let it show how anxious it made him. If he was going to relax and get fresh air, then he more than likely needed to 'disconnect' in order to fully appreciate it.

Either way, Raphael stepped inside of his brother’s lab, his movements quick but silent. Being ninjas had an advantage, even if they got in more trouble sometimes; he was pretty sure nobody had spotted him heading over, or acting weird over his phone.

As he eased himself back into the comfort of his custom built recliner he reasoned that Raph was skittish enough whenever it came to....whatever it was that they had going on between them. This probably wasn't helping, but it wasn't as if they could ignore it.

“Yes. It would have been.” He was not going to question how the turtle knew the term, but gathered that he was drawing the term from the way the electronics of Earth regained energy. Not a bad guess, seeing as he did get the term correct.

"Alright, then...I'll, uh, see you soon Soundwave." That had probably come out far more awkwardly than he intended, but he was in too much of a good mood to care. He made his way back over to the garage doors and rolled it up partway, slipping under the crack after making sure there weren't any humans nearby.

His family were probably besides themselves, but a decent explanation would probably lessen the damage. Either way...

"Ahh, good morning my sons."

Shit.

Raph glanced over at Master Splinter, before his gold eyes flicked over to meet Don’s. He figured they were both asking the same question, even as Raph managed to say, “Mornin’, s-sensei.”

Inwardly, however, there was a lot of cringing going on. He’d kind of been banking on Master Splinter waking up a bit later, or at least entering the kitchen after the two retreated. Thankfully the two had just finished their fruit salads, so the smell of beer was replaced by sliced fruit, but hopefully Splinter wouldn’t question that…

Either way, it seemed like they hadn't accounted for him waking up at this moment. Silently the terrapin thanked the deities he could remember, at the very least he wouldn't have to try and explained why they both reeked of alcohol.

"We slept fine father..." He said weakly. Don was thankful for the fact that the rat had his back turned to rummage in the fridge, otherwise he would have caught the obvious lie. "That is good, Donatello" came the reply, the wizened elder let out a sigh as he closed the door and instead began going through cabinets.

Eventually he let out a harangued sigh as he turned to face them again. "Have either of you seen where the jarred cherries went? I had planned on indulging, but they seem to be.....missing..."

Donnie: April you have no idea how dangerous a black hole is. Humans have known about these things for years, but not us animals. Let me tell you black holes are dangerous, April. Black holes could kill us all and humans know this, but us turtles dont and you have never even thought to warn us about stuff like that even though this it is important to let every life form know about the dangers of the universe. Nobody has ever thought about warning us. Actually, I’m pretty pissed about this and I should invent a human to turtle language converter so we never fall behind. In fact, I’m already working on it.

April: Hey donnie do turtles really need pants?

Donnie: Do you?

He seemed to sink in on himself at that, the terrapins broad, scaled shoulders hunching reflexively. "Every few months or so I need to update the software, which means actively looking for things that might trigger the firewall and using that trigger to upgrade the filter..."

And here came the embarrassing part, "Master Splinter happened to walk by right when I had found a, uhm...seedy looking pop-up and well...one thing lead to another....and then he tried giving me 'the talk'...."