[Not expecting that response Mikey was easily knocked off guard, and within a moment found himself being grabbed by the hair, then thrown to the ground. He only hand enough time to bring an arm up to cushion his head as it came down, instinct telling him to bring up the one without a weapon, and so he cried out again as his already injured slammed against the floor.
Words, too many of them trying to get out, were lodged in his throat as he looked up at Donnie with a frustrated expression. He wanted his real brother back, and this wasn't working out to his advantage. He still didn't want to really hurt his brother, and that was stopping him from attacking him effectively.
He didn't even notice a few angry tears well up and quickly soak into his mask, darkening the bottom edge of the eye holes.]
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Words, too many of them trying to get out, were lodged in his throat as he looked up at Donnie with a frustrated expression. He wanted his real brother back, and this wasn't working out to his advantage. He still didn't want to really hurt his brother, and that was stopping him from attacking him effectively.
He didn't even notice a few angry tears well up and quickly soak into his mask, darkening the bottom edge of the eye holes.]