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Creative Writing: Donatello's Explosion

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April sat bolt upright in her bed, her ears ringing from the sound of the blast. Sleep gone from her body, panicked thoughts rushed through her. April jumped up out of bed and ran from her room towards where she thought the explosion had come from. Her heart was beating so hard she felt like it was going to explode. April had come to view explosions in the lair as normal, bi-weekly events. However, that never stopped her from rushing to the lab in panic, Donnie’s brothers just a step ahead of her, to check on the genius every single time. However, in this universe there was no lab. There wasn’t supposed to be an explosion. April knew something was very,very wrong. April entered the family room and her eyes widened in fear at the sight in …show more content…

A translucent substance was splattered across the floor and judging from the smell it wasn’t water. Donnie knelt in shock in front of the disaster looking, thankfully, unharmed but still too stunned to move. Master Splinter had arrived just a second before April had; the three other turtles on his heels. “Donatello! Are you alright?” Splinter called, a fearful edge to his voice. Donatello didn’t respond at first. It wasn’t until Splinter took a step forward did the turtle’s head snap up in attention. “No, sensei!” Donnie shouted, holding out a shaking hand. “Don’t come any closer! A caustic chemical spilt all over the floor and it will cause serious damage if you get it on your skin.” Splinter halted, but he looked less than pleased about being unable to get to his son. “Are you alright?” Splinter asked his son again. “Are you hurt?” Judging by the concern in Splinter’s voice, April was sure that if Donnie had said ‘no’ Splinter would be at his side in an instant, dangerous chemicals be damned. Donnie gave a numb nod of his head, which didn’t inspire much confidence. “Y-yeah,” Donnie murmured just barely loud enough for his concerned onlookers to hear. “I’m fine. I-I got

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