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I honestly forgot I was planning to post a chapter this month, and what better way to celebrate open the floodgates? It was definitely fun trying to write a fight scene.
TW Time! Big Mama, Gaslighting, Manipulation, Underage consent (In fighting!), Child endangerment, Implications of attempted murder, Character death, Violence, Speciesism/Racism, Disassociation, Implications involving a minor
Casey Jr has searched everywhere in the Hidden City for almost five weeks. Five weeks. No leads. No trails whatsoever.
In his timeline if you were gone in less than forty eight hours you were considered dead and the resistance would have no choice but to go to a new location. But this isn’t like that at all.
Casey Jr asked around from witch towns all the way down to police and gangs. None of which were helpful at all. At first people were shocked (and a bit scared) that Casey Jr was a human and just full on ran. After a while he decided to keep his mask on at all times.
While Casey Jr was looking through and through the Hidden City the others were looking around everywhere too. Leo was currently searching for Mikey in the sewers of New York, Raph was searching in their usual spots around City, April was trying to find out all she could, but of course she’s still at her university so she won’t be able to find that much as easily. Splinter is waiting for Mikey in case he escapes and returns on his own, Cassandra is providing him some comfort. And finally, Donnie is searching for him via security cameras.
He sat down at a water fountain to take a break. He watched the residential yokai going about all of their regular lives, people selling all sorts of edible foods and knick-knacks, the yokai children playing and laughing together on the playground, their guardians watching them with that look. He’d always seen that look on parents, including his own. Being content, happy even.
Sensei was always like that, trying to let Casey be a kid at any chance he could have. His stupid mind kept replaying bittersweet memories of him and Bo playing hide and seek, of course they made a code word in case Sensei couldn’t find him that easily. Again the whole forty eight hours thing.
Those thoughts only made him feel worse. He knew he was about to start having a bad day, until the click and clacking of heels caught his intention. He noticed she had these weird guards that surrounded the two of them. Great, who the hell did the guys piss off this time?
The woman had stopped in front of him and scanned him as she hummed, a bit disappointed. “I thought you would be a smidge taller.” She said with a dramatic sigh. Wait he recognized this voice. A little, he didn’t know from where though. “Okay, thanks?.. I guess?..”
He wasn’t trying to sound like a dick, but what are you supposed to say to that? I thought you would be a smidge taller?! Who starts a conversation like that? But the attitude made the human woman amused, apparently.
Usually if he gave lip to an adult, deservingly so, he would get his ass beat. He remembered the first time it happened.
Casey Jr was Nine years old when he got into his first fight, and won. He would usually wander around when he had nothing to do, he could hear resistance soldiers laughing, hanging out with each other, and also complaining.
“Can’t even believe he’s having that Oni freak leading the Neo Edo faction. Those things are just as bad if not worse than the Krang.”
“Pfftt, I honestly can’t believe that idiot got married to that thing.”
“Desperation is a bitch when you’re a fugly mutant huh?” Most, at least six that Casey Jr could count, were laughing and joking with each other. They kept saying bad stuff about Bo and Baba.. Things he knew weren’t true. The words mutant and hybrid were words he heard from his family, but they always said it as if it was something to be proud about. Something that held honour.
These guys were saying it like it was something bad, shameful even.
Casey Jr grabbed a cup and threw it at the head of the yokai who started it, the cup breaking on impact. The yokai around him shuffled away from the injured one as he cried out in pain, “Ow! Motherfucker! You son of a-” The yokai stopped when he locked eyes with the young boy, and broke out into a sadistic grin that would’ve made Casey Jr piss himself if he hadn’t already gone to the bathroom.
“Oh ho ho looke here Hamoto Leonardos fucking brat.” He said demeanly, the other men were whispering and laughing at the scene before them.
“Says you, motherfudger.” Casey Jr didn’t have the heart to actually say the word. Mostly because his Bo would absolutely murder him for saying a curse word..
Some of the yokai looked somewhat impressed by Casey Jr talking back, but they all still crowded around him. He knew he was in trouble, the only fighting Bo and Baba would ever teach Casey Jr was self defense, and he knew he was weaker, but he’ll fight. For them. Always.
The dude slammed Casey Jr into the wall and started choking him. He could barely breathe, he saw his sisters scream and try to get him off Casey Jr. At that moment, something in him commanded him to fight. He kicked the guy with both of his feet, and then the guy flew back first straight through two walls at best. Casey Jr gasped and coughed for air as best he could. Everyone in the room stared in horror, the guy survived, but was paralyzed.
He remembers how his sisters found him and quickly ushered him away to the med bay to fix up his neck. Hana scolded him on how it’s best to not start a fight with six adults, while Kana applauded him on his strength in making the guy go flying. His dads made him apologize to the guy, who was a bit nervously tense and accepted it. His Bo and Uncle Tello, when they weren’t busy, had then started training him to actually fight, not just defense but offense.
Before they started his Bo sat him down to talk to him, “Listen, lifesaver, you're strong. Really, really strong. Hell you’re probably stronger than me, but you cannot under any circumstances go out picking fights like that.. Okay?” He said.
Casey Jr tried to defend himself by saying, “But they called you-”
“I deal with that. But you're a kid, you never should be fighting me or your Baba’s battles. We do that, okay?” Bo said, patting his shoulder. “Well I will fight my own then.” Casey Jr said, crossing his arms. “Nope we do the fighting kid.” Leo said, ruffling his hair. “Why??”
“Cause you're a kid, bud.” Leo explained. “But you said I’m strong!” Casey Jr countered.
“You sure are tsubomi!” Baba interjected, sounding a bit tired wrapping his arms around his Bo. “Bun, I’m training Case right now- oof!” Casey Jr immediately joined in causing it to be a floor group hug.
The slider sighed, chuckling, “You two are extremely lazy, you know that?” He said, teasingly. “Shh no talk time. Sleep time.” Baba said, nuzzling his head in the crook of Bo's neck. Casey Jr giggled and held his dads tighter and quickly fell asleep.
His zone out was cut off by the giggles of the woman, when she calmed down she sighed and spoke, almost nostalgically, “My my my you even have slidy-poo’s attitude. I suppose blood isn’t thicker than water, hmm?” Casey Jr froze not by what she was implying, but that nickname.
“Listen to the curly-swirl, slidy-poo, the four of us can handle this dimbly krang-a-doos.”
Big Mama said that..
“How do you know that nickname?” He asked, cautiously. She looked at him and smiled with another crazed giggle, “Well I created it didn’t I?” Now, it was Casey Jr who was scanning the, seemingly, human woman up and down.
She looked absolutely nothing like her. Wasn’t she a yokai? She wasn’t a mutant right? “Oh I’m such a silly spidey! I haven’t even introduced myself to you yet! My name is Big Mama, it is a pleasure to finally meet you Mr. Jones.” Big Mama said, extending her hand. Casey Jr hesitantly took it and shook it.
He was never this close with her, the only times he was was when they battled side by side. But that was extremely rare. He remembered when his Sensei would steer Casey Jr away from her, he never explained why, but it was probably because something about her felt off. Even now he feels like he needs to be cautious. To not make a mistake. To not be vulnerable.
“You have quite the grip, little boo!” Big Mama praised. Casey Jr felt going a bit soft at that. He missed that. The words of affection from his family. “Thanks..” Casey Jr replied, making Big Mama's innocent smile grow wider, “Well, I suppose you know about my estranged relationship with the turtles, which of course is quite the shame..” She said, sighing a sad, and somewhat dramatic sigh.
The boy merely shrugged, making the disguised yokai gasp in surprise. “They didn’t?! Oh my goodness.. I can’t dimbily believe how little the two of us really matter to them..” She said almost sounding like she was about to cry. Casey Jr never spoke with this woman, yet he couldn’t help but feel bad for her. Did she care about them?
An idea sparked in Casey Jr’s mind. Maybe she can help. She was rich right? Or like some crime boss? That means she has connections! Casey Jr rested his hand on her shoulder, comfortingly. “I’m sure if you can help us, they might forgive you for whatever you did..”
“Oh, do you really think so?” She said, somewhat hopeful. “You have my word.” Casey Jr said with a confident smile.
Big Mama hummed contemplatively before replying again, “Very well!” Casey Jr beamed with hope. “But,” And then it shattered to pieces, until she spoke again, “what will I be helping you with exactly? I am a woman of many connections, but it would depend on the situation… How about this, I will help if we discuss the plan over a nice cup of tea at my Nexus Hotel.”
Nexus?
He heard that before, he overheard Baba mention that when he argued about it with someone, but Master Michelangelo ushered him away. “Okay.” He walked with her and her bodyguard entourage, there was one that looked different. She- or he- they? Well whoever this yokai was had a plastron and shell, and little shells on the left of this yokai’s shoulder.
“Cool mask.” He said without thinking. The yokai looked back on him, the red eyes trying to most likely getting a judge on Casey Jr’s character. “Thank you. Yours is intriguing as well.” The female voiced yokai replied. Casey Jr smiled, “Thanks.”
They continued their walk and walked across a bridge over a cliff heading towards some sort of coliseum where two large yokai guarded the door. “Ma’am.” They said in unison, opening the door for all of them, noticeably tense, or afraid. Casey Jr felt himself tense up a bit. He reminded himself to not let his guard down, tone down any desperate pleas, and never beg for help from a stranger. He followed behind but was grabbed by one of the guard yokai’s, forcing Casey Jr to stop. “Name.” Casey Jr started to reach behind, towards his back, to grab his dagger.
“Oh Grian, no need to be a worry wart! Mr. Jones is with Big Mama! He’s a guestie westie. Treat him well now.” Big Mama chimed. Grian let Casey Jr go immediately in a huff and motioned his head toward the entrance signaling Casey Jr to go in.
The whole way up to her office was awkward to say the least, he could tell there was some tension but couldn’t comprehend why. “Oh I am just dreadfully embarrassed by what Grian did. I can't frankly fathom how terribly frighten-doo you were.” She said over apologetically, flopping in her office chair. She noticed Casey Jr was still standing, awkwardly.
She started to smile warmly, “My my my your such a mannerful young lad! You can take a seat now.” She said, motioning her hand towards the empty seat and table with some tea already prepared. “No thank you ma’am. I doubt this conversation will take that long.” He said reassuring. “Buisness already? You kiddies are always in such a rush-a-woo these days.” She said with an annoyed sigh. “Time is important.” He said a bit tense.
“True, I too am a busy woman as well. With all the management of my new hotel, my battle nexus seats depleting, trying to find a new champion, EPF asking for more and more of my Yokai champions, it’s making me such a stressy worker bee.”
“Did you say EPF?” Casey Jr shouted with hope. Big Mama looked at him and started to speak again, almost patronizing, mockingly, “Oh why yes! They’ve been flocking in trying to find any Yokai staying in my hotel. Causing more and more to no longer frolic in my hotel!”
This was it! This was their lead! They can just have a stake out at the hotel and follow them! They’ll find Mikey! Casey Jr’s face betrayed him, displaying his happiness, he smiled as if he struck gold. I mean he did! They’ve been searching for Mikey for five weeks! That’s thirty five days! “Thank you!” Casey Jr beamed, heading towards the elevator door with a wave. “Thank you so much Big-... Mama..” He was stopped by Yokai in matching purple uniforms glaring down at him. “Oh why of course, but it’s as you said time is important so let’s talk business shall we?” Casey Jr realized the situation. Battle Nexus… Coliseum… New champion.. Oh shit…
“Okay you definitely need a water break tsubomi” The rabbit said. “Nuh uh! I can still train a bit more!” Casey Jr whined, causing his Baba to laugh, “This isn’t training watashi no musuko. You’re learning self defense.” His Baba explained passing Casey Jr a water bottle.
“What’s the difference?” Casey Jr asked. “Well, hmm.” The rabbit pondered for a moment. “That is a good question.. Well training is overworking your body to be capable of dangerous feats, I suppose. Learning, however, is filling your brain with knowledge. In this case knowledge on how to defend yourself, as well as tricks to keeping yourself safe.” He explained.
“Did you have to train?” Casey Jr asked. It was hard to tell what his Baba was thinking.I mean he had no eyes. Or at least color in them. “Yes.” He said softly. “I had to train myself to fight. To be a champion in battle.. I was much, much younger than you are now when I first…” He trailed off in a grimacing shudder, “But that doesn’t mean you should. You are far too young. You deserve to be young. I don’t want you to fight. But I know that now, especially now, it is only a fool's hope.”
Casey Jr looked at him before he spoke again, “Isn’t hope a greatest ninja’s weapon though?” Baba laughed softly and wrapped his arm around Casey Jr. “Yes it is.” Casey Jr looked at him curiously, “How come you had to fight?” he asked. “To survive.” His Baba said, cautiously. “Why?” Casey Jr asked again. “I would be killed.” He shrugged. “Why would you be killed?”
The hybrid sighed, “You are full of questions today.” He said with a grin, ruffling his hair. Casey Jr swatted the hand away, “Yeah cause I’m curious!” Casey Jr said, moving himself side to side, making his Baba laugh once again.
It’s always easy to make him laugh, he laughed at literally anything. Uncle Tello mentioned that he had a distorted sense of humour. “Well those questions are for older Casey Jones. It’s not the nicest story..” He grimaced. “Is it like the one on how the Krang arrived?” He sighed, “Something similar to that event..” Casey Jr shuffled to be in a better sitting position, eager to hear a story from him. “Nope nu-uh you’ll have to wait.” He said.
“What?! When??” Casey Jr whined. “Hmmmmmm when you're…. Seventeen.” He said with a mischievous smile. “WHAT?! But that's like,” Casey Jr counted his fingers, “ten years!” He exclaimed, exacerbated.
“Exactly.” He said with a playful smile, “Now drink that water tsubomi!” He scolded.
Casey Jr giggled and did what he was told. When they were supposed to go back to training Casey Jr needed to know more about his Baba’s training! “Can you please tell me the story title, please?” He whined. “Hmph. Very well,” His Baba said, starting to think of a name, “Ah yes the story name will be ‘The Battle Nexus Gladiator Champion, Jikininki’!” He said cradling Casey Jr who tried to break free, the two of them laughing. In the distance they could hear Bo, “Like I said before, you're both lazy~!” He teased.
Baba gasped dramatically, “Case, what d’ya say? Two against one?” He asked, Casey Jr looked at him and his Bo and had a silent agreement before the two of them lunged at the rabbit who gasped and cried out, “Traitor!!” He said with a laugh.
The three of them fought to the death AKA till Bo had to go back and lead.
He was slammed to the seat and one wrist was cuffed there. Fuck. No no no no no… He tried to move his prosthetic to snap his fingers, once he did a loud whirring sound erupted causing the guards to bellow in pain. Casey used that distraction to his advantage and slammed his foot into the seat bar breaking it and bolted for the door. He didn’t get to more than four steps before his body was wrapped in something that immediately reminded him of the Krang, slamming against the tile office floor. He tried to will his mind on the situation in front of him begging not to get hysterical. Especially in front of her.
“Goodness titan above! You were the one that was in the rushy-woo to talk business, then try and skidaddle before doing so? You are a very indecisive little lad.” Big Mama mocked, in her spider-like form. He was turned aggressively by who knows who and faced Big Mama whose six red eyes glared back at him.
“What do you want?” He said through clenched teeth to her. “Well to make a deal of course! If I give you and your turtley friendlies information I will be requiring something from you in turn.” She explained. “And what’s that?!” He snapped.
“Well,” Big Mama started to be quite a bit nostalgic as she spoke again, “my seats haven’t been full in quite a while, not since my Shadow Fiend.” She said with a sad tone. “But an idea sparked when I saw you! You were in such a rushy-woo to skidaddle you didn’t stop to think and see your surroundings for a moment.” She said, holding out an object that caught Casey Jr’s immediate attention.
Casey Jr's blood went cold, how..? “How..? Where did you get this?” He said softly looking at his Sensei's sword, with Raphael's, Donnatello’s, and- master Michelangelo’s mask? It was all still intertwined at the handle. He held it delicately; it had to have been his Senseis.. No one in the world had a sword like his. Not even his younger counterpart.
He brushed past the obvious baby teeth marks he made into the handle as a tot.. It had freaked out his Sensei to the point Casey Jr was grounded from ever touching the sword for life. He felt like he was about to cry.
“Oh I just knew it would be too much for you, if you want I can always take it back-” She said, reaching toward him to take the sword! “No! I-I mean no, thank you ma’am..” Big Mama merely smiled, and deflected, “Think with me for a moment; a true warrior trained by the greatest the world has ever seen! A wanderer of a bloody war. The Ronin. Has such a nice ring-a-bell to it hmm?”
Casey Jr tried his best not to be disgusted by the name and pondered for a moment on their deal, “So if I fight a battle for you, you'll give me all the information you have?” He asked her, “Why of course my champion! Big Mama always upholds her end of the deal! Though I do tend to make slight silly willy changes at the last moment, but alas I am trying to redeem myself for the turtley-boos of course!” She said making an X over her heart. If she even had one.
“No tricks and I’m in.” He said glaringly.
Big Mama only squealed, “Oh, how splendiferous! Be sure to sign the paper now!" Big Mama cooed as she released Casey Jr, who signed the paper immediately in his name Casey Jr O’Neil Jones. It was only one fight.. Does she really need to be all legal for this? After he was done writing his first middle and last name Big Mama guided him to the elevator to fight. He couldn’t remember if they went down or up in the elevator. He felt time go faster than his body could even process. He made it clear he was fighting with his mask, prosthesis, and his sensei’s sword when Big Mama suggested removing it.
“Must you be difficult?” She said with a disappointed sigh. “I’ll rip up that paper if I don’t get accommodations.” Casey Jr threatened. Big Mama hummed, “Very well, whatever my little champion wants he’ll get I suppose. Let him keep his trinki-doodles.” She said waving at the fashion designers to enter after waiting patiently. Before he knew it he was putting on all sorts of fighting clothes. Each one was honestly tacky, but Casey Jr bit his tongue down. It was just one fight and he’d get Mikey back. “Oh now this displays what a Ronin looks like.” Big Mama said complementing the bee yokai, “Oh Rumblebee you certainly have absolutely out done yourself now!”
Miss ‘Rumblebee’ turned to Big Mama and smiled fakely, “I always do Ma. Now you.” She said lifting up Casey Jr's arms. “Don’t touch me.” Casey Jr warned, pulling away from the Yokai. “Very well then. Move about now will you?” He did as Miss Rumblebee instructed he moved around a bit, the outfit surprisingly didn’t really restrict him at all. “Well?” Big Mama asked him. Was she really wanting her honest opinion? Oh well she was getting it. “I look like a weird assassins creed oc.” He said flatly, they both looked at each other confused which nearly made him laugh almost. Thank you Leo for introducing him to video games. And sorry Donnie for accidentally making him lose his progress in assassins creed. “It’s a compliment..” He lied. After that Big Mama was practically coddling him, praising him, doing anything she can to try and forget their deal no doubt.
Now it was almost time for him to fight. He was now in a dark hallway next to the cool mask lady. “Try not to die.” Was all she said as she pushed him in the arena, the door shutting immediately as it opened.
He was blinded by the lights in the arena. Thank god it was Casey Jr that was here and not Leo. He for sure would’ve had another seizure. When his eyes got accustomed he saw in the distance a Warthog Yokai in heavy armour and two scythes, who looked excited to kill. Casey Jr sheathed his Sensei’s Katana; the bandanas added at the hilt added more color to his emo boy outfit. “Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls!” One of Big Mama’s goons squealed, Casey looked up at the announcer on the screen. Was he supposed to be a penguin? No.. He didn’t look like one. Maybe a Japanese snow fairy yokai? Do those even exist? Maybe- “A new contestant against Skull Crusher… Introducing, The Ronin!”
Everyone practically cheered, placed bets, shouted different names. “So, Skull Crusher? Are you a DC fan?” Casey Jr asked. The yokai seemed confused, perfect. He used that to get into the yokai’s blind spot, he soon saw a shadow of- oh shit..
Casey Jr skid past the boulder that was thrown at him and continued on the cat and mouse run, he couldn’t help but rage bait this guy. “I mean you don’t really have the superhuman strength or the durability so I just thought you were, oh I don’t know, maybe getting inspiration? But you’re honestly a fraud man.” That seemed to piss off Skull Crusher, since he charged at him. Casey Jr bent down enough to pick up the yokai and body slam him to the ground. “Ow, that's definitely a concussion..” Casey Jr joked. Sadly he had a real tough crowd since Skull Crusher yanked him by the leg and tossed him into the wall.. Yeah OBVIOUSLY it hurt! “Y’know after I rip yee to pieces I might keep that mask of yers. As a warnin’ to not even bother with trying to take me down. Of course that’ll be after I break that katana yee got there.”
Casey Jr knew better than to act stupid when someone threatens him or anyone in his family.. But the idea of losing the items that hold resemblance to his home struck a nerve he didn’t realize existed. Casey Jr unsheathed the katana. “Try it bitch.” He said before their weapons clashed and banged against each other. Casey Jr used Skull Crusher’s prideful ignorance to disarm him easily. The vantage point he saw was quickly used and stabbed him straight in the chest, blood splattering on his mask and hood. But he didn’t stop there, even when the yokai was on the ground he kept going. And going until he lost his breath.
Casey Jr opened his eyes, and tried to catch his panting breath. He saw the yokai on the ground, bleeding, limp, most likely lifeless… Oh shit.. What’d I just do..? Casey Jr thought as he tried to put pressure on the wound, screaming for an answer from the unresponsive yokai. He paid no attention to the victory cheering everyone was giving him, the goddamn roses that were falling to the ground, the boy was quickly grabbed by Big Mama’s goons. He tried to scream in protest trying to save the Warthog… Even if it was a hopeless attempt… He was thrown into a cell and could only sit and start to remember what happened after he was tossed… He felt sick to his stomach. Casey Jr killed before sure.. But this? This was different.
“Such a good show whoozle my Ronin!” Big Mama said, wearing some stupid over the top dress, applauding him for the ‘good show’ he apparently performed.
But Casey Jr knew what he did though… He killed a man.. He murdered someone.. He could’ve told him to surrender after he disarmed Skull Crusher, but he didn’t. “Now, why such a gloomy glum? It was a successful performance, the tension, the drama! Especially how easy it was for you too! Oh, I just wonder who would be silly enough to try to take on my newest successful champion!” She squealed. “What? No I-I’m not your champion, it was one fight like we agreed.” Casey Jr said, slowly getting up to leave the cell, but Big Mama stopped him and held up their contract, “Oh my silly Ronin you are quite forgetful at times!” She patronized. “We never specified on how long you’ll be here. Not to be worrisome worry waridoodle though! I will uphold my end of our agreement of course if you continue fighting for me.” Big Mama said with a dark smile. “No you’re lying!” Casey Jr accused looking at the paper again looking for any kind of loophole to get him out of this situation… But there wasn’t any. None at all.
One of Big Mama’s goons appeared and whispered something in her ear, which made her smile wider, “Now no need to be so gloomy glum! Or do I suppose, it wouldn’t matter with that masky wasky of yours! You’re about to be center stage again, my champion.” She said, guiding Casey Jr out of the cell.
The two of them were silent as they went to the elevator. “We’re we going?” Casey Jr asked. “Well, we need to fix you up of course! Then you’ll entertain some patrons of mine. They paid quite a pretty penny for you, My Ronin~!” Big Mama said.
He was pushed into the room and left alone with multiple adult yokai that were drinking out of fancy perfume bottles, smoking, and breathing in a ton of sugar. He knew the men were asking stuff, but he couldn’t pay much attention. He just only thought about the yokai he killed. It wasn’t pretty, or merciful like his Bo taught him. It was brutal, inhumane even.
What brought him out of his head was when a hand was placed on his leg then squeezed. The boy looked around and noticed they were all staring at him, “Uhm.. Hi?”
At that moment, Casey Jr came to terms with the fact that he really shouldn’t have talked to this woman.
I’ve honestly been intrigued on if Big Mama is petty. Pretty sure she is. And she’s smart and usually does little twists and always expects them too. So her being able to find out that Casey is from the future and the foot recruit girl that destroyed her original hotel and battle nexus. Oh yeah she would so settle a score. Overall she’s an interesting character imo she can either be 100% pure evil like in this fic or a morally grey character that I plan on her being in my sep au if I plan on actually doing something with it.
And Casey wearing the Ronin outfit?! That was hard to draw man 🥲
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Gosh If we ever get rise back I would just want an episode based off of Casey Jr and his complex emotions towards his sensei, like he understands that he needed to stay and stop any Krang from getting through the portal, and that he’d just bleed out in the past and be pretty much crippled throughout the whole thing, but Casey Jr would still feel a bit angry about this.
Why do all these turtles gotta sacrifice themselves man?
Day 3!!! And also a reminder that this dum dum turtle would so cry at a movie night. Even if it’s not a sad movie he’d still cry. Mostly because of the environment he’s in, a safe space with his family after full on decades of absolute hell.
Bonus:
(They watched Jupiter Jim Sailing the Seven Galaxies or whatever his fav movie was)
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