The work of saving the world does not end even when you die

Questions, exams and meditation How to summarize 25 years in a few words? Part 1

He walks arm in arm with Angelo at a steady pace until they reach the living room. On the way they run into Leonardo who stops talking about what he was going to say when he sees his younger brother's face and lets them pass confused. He doesn't understand what's happening but He manages to read the atmosphere, catching the obvious sign that Michealangelo is not in the mood for an interrogation. Donatello emerges from his laboratory just in time to see his younger brother leave his guest on the couch that was already prepared with blankets and pillows.
"I thought Lou was going to come to my lab," he says as he approaches, Mikey just looks at him and everyone freezes, they have rarely seen him so determined and they clearly know that in those moments it is better not to argue with the minor.

—Lou has toI have to rest and so do you Donnie - he responds, pushing the older turtle until he falls sitting on the sofa - tomorrow there will be time for all your questions and tests but we are tired - he abruptly adjusts a pillow on the back of the sofa - so let's go to bed - Donatello was going to protest but his older brother put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head, Mikey was partly right and Leonardo preferred to keep things peaceful, at least until they could get answers without his stubborn little brother being there. so defensive. When Mike adopted someone into his care he was very overprotective and Lou seemed to fall into that category.

— Mikey is right, it has been an exhausting night and, of all of them, Lou must be the one who feels the most exhausted — Leo says, looking at the older man who returns a grateful smile. Behind him he hears Raphael snorting - I know they promised you, Don - he quickly adds before brother in purple can complain - and I'm sure that our visitor is going to keep that promise first thing tomorrow morning - Angelo nods enthusiastically towards the scientist from the group and Donatello slumps his shoulders in resignation.

—Count on that Don-tron—he raises a thumb towards the one in purple who looks back at him with a raised, undrawn eyebrow. Angelo mentally hits himself as he realizes how easily the nickname left his lips and he can hear next to him sigh at his younger counterpart; he just hoped everyone would let him pass, at least for that night.
"Well," the genius exclaims, "but I hope you know that I have even more questions." With that statement he turns around and heads to his laboratory, with a bow Leonardo quickly follows him. Raphael remains in the older man's field of vision with his arms crossed and an obvious aura of distrust and Angelo feels his heart tighten when he sees in him that trait so characteristic of his own older brother, although his temperament seems to be more aggressive. That of his own Raph, that feeling of protection that the youngest emanates is too similar to that which enveloped his beloved brother. He blinks several times to avoid tears.

Mikey appears in his field of vision covering the image of the hothead.

"I'll take care of him, you rest," he tells her in a low voice and begins to walk towards his older brother with a wide smile on his freckled face.

— Come on Raphie ~ — he hums — you should sleep too, you'll get wrinkles if you keep frowning like that — she tells him, grabbing his arm and begins to pull him towards what, Angelo assumed, were the rooms. The one in red complains, trying to regain control of his body, but the youngest does not let him and manages to get him out of the main room. The oldest listens to them arguing but in the end silence surrounds him. Mikey passes by him a moment later, quite satisfied - ready, I don't think anyone else will be bothering tonight, you can sleep - the turtle from the future smiles gratefully at him and settles down between the blankets, he was more tired than he thought, opening a portal , dying and being resurrected is apparently exhausting work, and it doesn't take long for him to fall asleep.
In the laboratory Donatello walks from one side to the other murmuring all the theories that accumulate in his head, he does not notice that his older brother is leaning against the door looking at him with a frown and crossed arms.