[Each one, similar playing. Absolute pride at winning standing on the progressively more elaborate winner's box, but each one more and more, a stronger feeling of joy being able to get their father's attention, even for just a little while. Their father not only paying attention, but proud of him and his skills.]
[The large panoramic picture comes to life with cheers, whoops and hollers. The brothers and April hugging each other tight, picking each other up and swinging them around excited. Even the feeling of their ancestors' pride and familial love comes through the frame, a green ninpo wrapping around Donnie's hand for just a moment -
[The cheater wall has all those blacked out frames with only hints of colors around the edges where marker couldn't quite fit against the frame itself. Muted blues and grays, purples and indigos, reds and magentas.]
[As soon as he touches it - a video similar to the champion wall plays, but not visible with the marker. The voices sound distant, far away and muffled but it's clearly Leo yelling for Mikey and Don, voice bouncing off the subway walls. And then a crash of rubble.]
[Aren't you fine though? That blue ninpo from before gently wraps around Donnie's heart, helping calm it. Pulses like slow breathing, a rhythm he's familiar with.]
[He cannot believe how much he had missed this feeling, how desperate he'd been to feel it again since the Death Hangover.]
[It helps his heart calm down, helps take away the panic, the overwhelming memory of pain, of not having realized what had happened to SHELLDON sooner, everything with Karai after. Its fine, its fine now. As fine as it can be.]
[But it still makes a different sort of ache, to feel it, to have the reassurance it IS still there. Leo is still there, someone who can still be reached, someone who was still trying to instill confidence even though he had to be in a bad way.]
[He rubs at his eyes, taking a shuddering breath, trying to keep himself together, a soft trill building in his throat, tries to put the sound in the color, the appreciative sound.]
[Once Donnie starts coming back to himself, the feeling slowly fades, a trace of it left in the blue layered over Donnie's purple. Faint, but there still.]
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[Okay.]
[Time to touch each one in succession.]
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[The daddy issues]
[Ever present for the twins.]
[All right, time to touch the Shredder picture]
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Before it fades. A memory of a feeling.]
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[Okay, just gonna try something.]
[Closing his eyes, focusing on that feeling]
[Oh reaching out, just to see if he can spark a connection with Leo through here.]
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And then it fizzles out. The connection is too weak to carry a signal, but not by anything atmospheric. Seems to be a problem at the source.]
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[He sighs softly.]
[Okay, let's look at the cheater wall.]
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[Whaaaat about the indigo and purple one....]
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"SHELLDON!" And then an eletric whirring sound. "I need you to protect Gram gram."
Shelldon's voice comes out quick, confident. "Got it."]
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[Fuck]
[NOPE]
[He just]
[Stumbles right the fuck away from the picture and into a table because]
[Sometimes your mechanical son died and now you get to hear a bit of what went down-]
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It's all good, buddy, you're fine.]
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[He just]
[Takes a minute or here.]
SHELLDON is fine. Well, not fine, alive. He's alive. He did his best and he survived, he'd fine.
[Give him a minute, Leo, he will be snooping soon enough!]
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There are sparks of purple in return.]
[He rubs at his eyes with the heel of his hand, forces himself to breathe to the rhythm.]
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[U G H]
[He cannot believe how much he had missed this feeling, how desperate he'd been to feel it again since the Death Hangover.]
[It helps his heart calm down, helps take away the panic, the overwhelming memory of pain, of not having realized what had happened to SHELLDON sooner, everything with Karai after. Its fine, its fine now. As fine as it can be.]
[But it still makes a different sort of ache, to feel it, to have the reassurance it IS still there. Leo is still there, someone who can still be reached, someone who was still trying to instill confidence even though he had to be in a bad way.]
[He rubs at his eyes, taking a shuddering breath, trying to keep himself together, a soft trill building in his throat, tries to put the sound in the color, the appreciative sound.]
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[He needs to work.]
[He will check by their usual booth. Just in case.]
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[IDK anything fun to check out or can he just grab more pizza???]
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