[Donatello looked shocked, even hurt at his brother's words. He looked to the ground, his hair over-shadowing his eyes. It was quiet for a moment, a cold silence filling the room. Event he drop of a pen could have shocked someone.

Finally, what sounded like a chuckle was heard. It was clear who let it out though as Donatello looked up, his eyes closed.]

Wow, I never thought I would hear something that smart come out of your mouth. I guess you really do know me better than I thought. Looks like you figured it all out, huh bro? But you made one minor miscalculation...

[In a heartbeat, Mikey would find himself feeling a wooden staff jab him in the chest before a harsh kick knocked him into the nearby wall. Donnie hovered over him, his eyes now open. Within the orbs, the only emotions clear were that or cruelty and enjoyment. The dark smirk on his face only made the sadistic glee more clear.]

I most certainly am Donatello.