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Donatello woke up in a dark room, tied up. "What the- untie me!" another voice piped up, "Keep it down, I'm trying to sleep.." Donnie looks infront of him to see a version of himself with thick drawn on eyebrows. "Who are you and why do you look like me?" Donnie tried to ask, but his browed variant could only mumble out: "Fuck....T-too dozed to talk.." as he fell asleep once again. "What the hell?! Where am I?!" An olive green turtle with no pupils piped up this time.

Donnie couldn't take it anymore. "WHAT IS GOING ON?! WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!" "I should be asking you the same thing!" before the arguement could go any further, a familar voices breaks in: "I think I know what's going on." Donnie and the white eyed turtle turn to see Donatello from the 2D dimension or what they call it "The 1987 diemension". "Donatello?!" They both hollered. "Nice to see you two again." The olive turtle looks at Donnie then to Donatello. "You know this guy?" he asked. Donatello replied: "Ofcourse. That's Donnie from dimension '12." "I see what's going on."The eyebrowed turtle finally woke up. "Really? It would be nice of you to explain." Donnie remarked. "It appears that we are all Donatellos from different diemensions. Hence forth, I am Donatello from diemension 18-R." He remarked. "18-R? Never heard of you." Donatello wondered. "I'm one of the newer ones." Donnie was lost in thought until '87 piped up. "We need introductions and nicknames if we're gonna figure out what's going on." "You're correct, my retro friend." The eyebrowed turtle remarked. "My brothers usually call me Don, so I'll go with that. What about you, white eyes?" "I'm Donatello from the 20-03 diemension. I geuss I'll go as Dee. Donnie remarked. "I geuss I'll be Donnie, then." '87 nodded. "Then I'll be Donatello."

"So it's settled. Now, does anyone know where we are and how?" The room went silent. "great. just great." Donnie remarked sarcastically. Don spoke "All I know is that I was drugged." Donatello asked "Remember anything else? Because I don't." Everyone thought hard and long to remember anything before they woke up in this room. "Nothing." "Nada." "Nope." So it's settled.

They're trapped.

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 "So, let me get this straight. No one, absolutely no one remembers how they got here?" Donnie tried to wrap his head around this. "Nope." "Not even a clue of who could've done this?" "I just told you-" "Huh? Where am I?" A child spoke up. After a moment of silence, Don speaks up. "Are the drugs still in effect or is that a straight up child I hear?" No, Don wasn't hallucinating. There was a child in the room with them. "Is...Is that a little kid?" Donnie asked in disbelief. The child retorted back "I'm not a little kid! I'm 10 years old, for your information."

"Uh huh...What's your name, kid?" Donatello asked. "Wouldn't you like to know." 'Wow, this kid is rude. but who wouldn't be in this situation.' Donnie thought. "Well if we cooperate together, we might be able to escape." Donatello remarked. The kid stood in silence. Wait...stood? "Are you tied up right now?" Donnie asked. The kid answered. "No? Are you?" 

"What does it look like?" Donnie asked sarcastically. "I'm blind, literally so nothing." "Oh."

There was a silnce until Dee spoke out. "To be fair, The lights are off. So technically we can't see anything either." The kid gasped quietly. "Mom?" 

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"I'm sorry, what?!"

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"What do you mean Mom?!" Dee yelled out. The child replied, "I mean you're my mom. My biological mother." Dee sputtered. "Okay, but how? I'm a biological male. Who's the father?" "You." 

"How does that even work? How can he be both the Mom and the Dad?" Donnie thought out loud. "if i may interrupt, I think I know what's going on." Don yelled out after a long pause. "An explanation would be nice!" "I was getting there." Don replied snidely. "Ahem, As I said. I know how Dee is both parents." "How?" Donnie asked. Don glared, "I was just saying that....Ahem, As i was saying, The child had no natural birth nor natural conceiving."

"So you're saying, That this child-"

"Donovan. That's my name."

"Okay. So, you're saying that Donovan is a lab baby of sorts." Donatello finished.

"Exactly. You understand me, my favorite alternate." Don complimented.

"Hey!"  Both Donnie and Dee were quite insulted. That's when Donnie remembered something Donovan said.

The kid stood in silence. Wait...stood? "Are you tied up right now?" Donnie asked. The kid answered. "No? Are you?" 

Donovan could untie them. "Hey, Donovan?" Donovan looked around. "Huh?" Donnie tapped on the floor too lure Van near him. Van followed the sound, touching Donnie's shoulder. "Good. You think you can untie me?" Van nodded and felt his way to the rope. Van tugged and pulled until he thought of something.

BREAK!!!

Donnie was untied. He got up, clenching his hands. "Guys, I'm out." Donnie inquired. Donatello spoke up. "Great! Untie us!" Donnie nodded and made his way to '87. He searched his belt for something to cut him out to no avail. 'shit. what do I do.'  Donnie tried to think of a solution. 'I got it!' Donnie used his teeth to cut the rope. "Donavan! Untie Dee while I untie Don."

"Got it!" And just like that, every Tello was untied. Good.

But, the lights are out and they're still trapped. Bad.

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With everyone untied, the plan can commence. What plan? Uhhh....

"What do we do now?" Tello queried. The plum colored group of turtles thought about what to do next, when Don spoke up. "Well, we obviously need to explore the room we're currently trapped in." Dee continued the thought. "We would need light, then." "Exactly, my olive counterpart. We need lights. Everyone, feel over the walls to find a switch or something," Don demanded. Everyone felt around the room walls, no one found a switch, but Dee reported A bed he found. Tello soon found a button. "I think I found it!" Tello pushed the button only for a giant red boxing glove to come out from the wall and punched Tello, flinging the old timer to the other side of the room. "ARE YOU OKAY!?" Donnie yelled out. Tello got up and brushed himself off. "I'm alright. That happens a lot." He said nonchalantly. Don felt the wall until he felt the real light switch. "Finally! Let there be light!" The browed turtle exclaimed. Donnie could finally see all of them and the setting clearly. It had white brick walls and a concrete floor. An all white bed was posted against the wall, a small floor vent at the other side. "This seems to be a prison." Donnie stated. It was then that Don pointed out the glass door. "I've been to multiple prisons before, and none of them had glass doors."

"Maybe we can break it down." Dee suggested the idea before running towards it as fast as he can. He thought if he banged it hard enough that the glass would break but...

*CRACK*

Dee screamed in in pain as he held his broken bloody arm. They ran toward him. "It's definitely broken. There's no med kit around here to help." Don stated the obvious. Tello grabbed the pillow sheet and tied it around Dee's arm, using it as a makeshift arm-sling. "It's not much, but it'll do for now. You should sit down while the rest of us look for a way to break out." Dee muttered a small thank you before sitting down on the bed.

*BEEP*

"What was that?" Van questioned. That's when they heard the contraption speak in an automated voice, saying what they all feared.

"BOMB ACTIVATED. 5 MINUTES UNTIL DETONATION."