Trapped Within

{Chapter 27}

A/N~Hey Readers,

Yeah I'm sorry for posting a whole day late, but this weekend was super busy so I had no time to edit and post the story

ALSO

good/bad news is coming soon, but don't worry the bad news isn't me quitting writing, but you'll find out soon!

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(Centi tapping, Donnie tapping, Mikey tapping )

~Three Weeks Later~

POV Donnie:

'Morse code was a breeze so far, in moments of boredom I would play audios off of the internet, listening as a human tapped, she began doing single words, then she more on to phrase and then finally after some time, she moved onto full sentences, I never responded back, but I always said what she tapped aloud. But throughout my learning process, I realized I still had one problem, speed was the issue...'

'So far I've been able to tap ten words a minute, it may not sound like a lot, but to me, it felt like hours...I tapped over and over for almost three weeks, and the tips of my fingers hurt, but I couldn't stop, I needed to be better...for the first few days, not only did it confuse Mikey, but me as well, yet there was a difference. I wonder how could I not be jealous of him, it may have been almost three years for him, but in that time he's mastered so much, he's learned sports, and multiple subjects, god-, he's made friends, he's learned how to connect with children, he even learned how to monitor specimens created from the eggs. I mean sure, they were kidnapped from unknowing mothers all over the planet, but in that time...he mastered morse code. He says he'll tell me everything, anything I want to know, but I'm not ready, I tap so slowly that it'll probably bore him, listening as I slowly tap...tap...tap away at my scutes that cover my plastron. I need to learn faster, to be better, Mikey left the B Team long ago...he left me behind in this second-best team.'

"There you go!", I flinched when their voice broke the silence, their hands placed gently as a digit tapped the counter. I tried and listened, listening to the tappings, to the spacings, 'that was...', I opened my mouth, ready to answer the code, to finally prove that I was learning, but...they stopped me, and said nothing but tapped once more, I listened as I placed my hands on the counter, 'Answer...like this...now answer my questions', I nodded my head, lifting my digit before I conversed with her.

D O N A T E L L O

G O O D

N O W    T E L L     M E     W H A T S     Y O U R     F A V O R I T E     C O L O R

M Y     C O L O R S     P U R P L E

N O

I looked up from my fingers as I stared at Centi, their brows creased as they frowned, they tapped what they said before, but this time, their fingers slammed on the words 'Your Favorite', I looked down at the counter, I was stumped, 'My...favorite color?... Purple...that has been my color, my color since the beginning, but...I-'

D O     Y O U     H A V E    O N E

Their face softened, and a soft chuckle escaped their mouth, I felt humiliated, me a proud scientist who knows so much, I knew what every object is made of, which itemized atoms were consisted inside the blood that flowed through my veins, I knew biology, science, math, geometry, I knew every single detail to when and who created it or named it, yet...I didn't know my favorite color. They must have noticed my struggle and grabbed my attention, their digit tapping away at the stainless steel surface, their body leaning against the table.

E V E R Y O N E     H A S     A     C O L O R     T H E Y    L I K E

W H E T H E R     T H A T S     B E C A U S E     I T S     N I C E     T O     L O O K     A T