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... shit, I might have ruined it then. [He didn't know about the truce though! And he didn't actually hit Donnie, ninpo shields are a bitch.] I don't think we were ever like them, they aren't living through a war like we did at that age.

I'm not bothered. [He was, at the time though.] I don't want to mess up whatever he has going with the younger me either.

If there hasn't been any fighting amongst the kids, it should be fine...? [He's not sure how much Casey would tell them about that, but, who knows. Everything is still new and up in the air.] We'll consider it a good thing. They don't have to live through what we did. Krang was a short lived bad memory for them.

We'll tread lightly then. Be polite as we can be whenever Casey pulls us into family events. [He fiddles with his spoon, trying for another spoonful of ice cream andddd dumping it into his lap. Leonardo sighs irritably, glaring at the ice cream on his pants.] Of course.

[Just making a noncommittal sound at all of that, like yeah Casey could tell them if something was up with the younger turtles. Or not. But also yeah, thank god that lot...] I yelled at him about that too, that he's lucky to have that peace.

[Leo wanted the deets, he's getting the deets of how badly everything went down. As to being polite and such, he can do that and... Now he's trying to not laugh at Leo's pants misfortune.]

Probably didn't help. Who knows what they're dealing with here. [Leo manages, just setting his spoon back in the bowl. He pushes back from his seat.]

Fine, fine, back to my roots. No pants.

[He clumsily just takes his pants off in public, nudity be damned. He folds the pants lazily, just draping them along the back of his seat. He forgets Donnie likely is not aware of his tattoos. Leonardo doesn't even dwell on that being a possibility, he's just going to aggressively eat ice cream.]

I may have also... Maybe threatened his bro-- [Oh jesus, Leo don't take off your pants. Donnie spies those tatts though and whelp.]

I see you finally let Mikey draw on you, Nardo.

Wait, you threatened one of his brothers-? [His pantslessness is fine, donald!!

It takes him a second, before he realizes what Donnie means.]

Mikey had a big idea, hard to say no to him.

Not on purpose! He said to stay away from his brothers because he'd show me what he'd do, and I said "Or what", then I tried to hit him and he ran off. I'm not going to do anything to them, I don't have any reason to! [Not unless any of the other turtles became a threat to Leo or Casey that is, but he doubts that will ever happen.]

... Point, but it seems like a lot.

[Leonardo blows out a brief exhale at that, fiddling with the spoon in his grasp.] So, it was more indirect. Not... great, but, neither of you are likely going to talk about the whole thing too willingly. Neither of you are about to pull the trigger on that either.

You try saying no to Mikey when he gives you the look, Dee. [He tries to joke weakly before shaking his head. Grief over Mikey feels like a lead weight in his chest.] It felt nice, to just, do something a little reckless but still controllable, you know? Have something Mikey made on me.

[Just going to shove his ice creamless spoon into his mouth to chew on, because Leo is right. Or at least right about him, this is probably the most he'll talk about it to anyone.] He's... I know what it was like to be like that, he's scared I think?

[Trying to get inside his own head is weird and frustrating and he just wish he didn't keep fucking up? But at least he has some clue as to why his younger self is like that, at least he thinks it's not just his role but also his research. UGH, more spoon chewing.

And the Mikey thing, yeah... For Leo, Mikey just.]

I get it, yeah.

I can believe that. I think any of us would've been scared if the same thing happened. Someone whose you, but isn't you all the same. [He can more easily reason it out to some extent.]

Maybe we can use that lore stuff to ask for Mikey's old sketchbook? Casey brought that up in passing. Or even Mikey's cloak. We could keep that somewhere...

Hm. [He doesn't want to talk about it anymore, especially with Leo bringing up getting Mikey's things... That. Ough.]

What, and build a shrine like the one in that cave to you?

[Ah, whoops. Yeah, he's seen it.]

[Mention of the shrine makes him visibly uncomfortable.] I was thinking more like, we keep the cloak in the apartment.

I can't stomach anymore shrines.

I'm not really one for them either.

[Yeah he's picking up on Leo being uncomfortable, so not going to push the subject.]

Think we've done enough mourning in our life times. [He tries to just smooth past it.]

Sides, we're apparently supposed to find our potentials here. Got any inkling of yours yet?

[Just going to mmhmm at the mourning comment, also maybe have some of that ice cream before it melts.]

Yeah. It's to piss off teenagers.

[That makes Leo laugh.

He digs in his spoon to the ice cream, raising it in a mock toast.] Here's to our potential, my dear twin. Our potential to piss off fourteen year olds. Cause so far, all I've done is just that too.

[Mock toast is a go! Getting a smirk out of him.]

At least you haven't tried to punch yourself.

Give it time, I'm sure I'll want to swing on myself at some point. [He can joke about it at least. He has no intention of actually going after any of the teens.]

Hm, I doubt it. If your interactions with yourself were anything like my interaction with him.

[Which was just awkward and sad, in his opinion.]

So far, we've talked just in text. Gonna keep it that way. Considering how things went with little you.

... What did he do.

[Give him more reasons to beef with a toddler, Leo.]

No throwing hands at him. [He has to get that disclaimer out there.]

I was trying to be civil and end a conversation because of the truce I mentioned earlier. He kept being bitchy about my general presence. His response was something like 'you constantly rolling over is nasty'.

I just left. Cause it's pointless to argue with a teenager.

I make no promises. [Because it'll all depend on what Donnie did, after all.

Which as he listens to what his younger self said to Leo, narrowing of eyes is happening.]

He is going to have to learn to compromise, I mean I did.

[AKA bitch if he has to mask for everyone else's sake so does his younger self.]

You know you don't have to anymore, right? [He's gonna broach this part reaaaaal carefully.] You can let go a little.

Not like you're gonna ever hit those high peaks of being a hormone riddled teen again at least.

I'm fine. [Said way to quickly in response to Leo saying he can let go.

He doesn't know how to anymore.]

That's true, thank Pizza Supreme in the sky for that small mercy at least.

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