Mikey is hanging onto that anger, grasping at it like an anchor. He's mad at Rung, mad at how he hurt his brother. Mad all all the things he said to him, all the things hes been saying to Mikey. But...
The young turtle can feel himself starting to drift. Something has shifted and that anger is waning. Rung doesn't sound like the air of age and authority, the gauzy layer of "this is for your own good" that he had put up on before. Now he just sounds... Tired.
When Mikey speaks again it's without the spikes, softer and with his own weariness.
"You don't have to have favorites to be kind, to give hope to someone who had almost given up and didn't know where to go."
He sniffles and rubs at his eyes.
"I asked him not to see you again." More like stated that he didn't want Donnie to see Rung again, but that was neither here nor there.
"I can take care of him. We've all been taking care of each other our whole lives. But I don't think you should interfere any more."
It set something right, a tiny, inconsequential piece inside Mikey to hear Rung finally say that he hert Donnie and actually feel like he meant it instead of following it with a "but..."
It was a small victory that made Mikey feel like it was worth coming.
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Date: 2024-12-05 03:55 am (UTC)Mikey is hanging onto that anger, grasping at it like an anchor. He's mad at Rung, mad at how he hurt his brother. Mad all all the things he said to him, all the things hes been saying to Mikey. But...
The young turtle can feel himself starting to drift. Something has shifted and that anger is waning. Rung doesn't sound like the air of age and authority, the gauzy layer of "this is for your own good" that he had put up on before. Now he just sounds... Tired.
When Mikey speaks again it's without the spikes, softer and with his own weariness.
"You don't have to have favorites to be kind, to give hope to someone who had almost given up and didn't know where to go."
He sniffles and rubs at his eyes.
"I asked him not to see you again." More like stated that he didn't want Donnie to see Rung again, but that was neither here nor there.
"I can take care of him. We've all been taking care of each other our whole lives. But I don't think you should interfere any more."
It set something right, a tiny, inconsequential piece inside Mikey to hear Rung finally say that he hert Donnie and actually feel like he meant it instead of following it with a "but..."
It was a small victory that made Mikey feel like it was worth coming.