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[notapancake]

My comfort doesn't matter here. [And there's the mask, sliding back on a little.]

[grabaslice]

Cut the shit, Donnie. [Leonardo says bluntly back. Seeing right through him.]

On that day, what do you want to do between you and I? You and Casey have plans, but I'm open to just acting like its another day.

[notapancake]

I'm not... [Mmm, he is but he'd prefer to just.]

This for you, Leo. What I want doesn't matter here.

[grabaslice]

You wanna know what I did on your death anniversary, Donnie? [He doesn't give the other turtle room to speak.] I stayed busy. I volunteered for everything, made sure I was busy as soon as I woke up and crashed out afterward.

I tried to not think unless I had to. What was I supposed to do? Sit and listen to people who didn't even know you try to talk over me about you? Like they did every damn year for Raph? Only Mikey, Casey and April had the right to talk about you in my mind, but god, if didn't everyone else absolutely need to say something, act like they were your best friend.

So, if we went by my metric, I'd work myself to the bone. Do we want to do that?

[notapancake]

[Oh, oh boy... He kind of knows where Leo is coming from, except people weren't so stupid as to attempt that kind of thing with him more than once. Because even when he was trying to be more palatable to folks, he was still blunt as hell.

So he's quiet after Leo says all of that, not sure how to even respond.]

... No, I don't want that.

[grabaslice]

Alright. Then what do you want?

[notapancake]

Nothing, I want to do nothing.

[grabaslice]

Nothing it is then. [Matter settled in Leonardo's mind.] We'll do absolutely jack of shit.

[notapancake]

Yep... Sounds like a plan, I'll do a thing with Junior and then nothing with you.

[grabaslice]

I will turn on a movie, we will do absolutely nothing. If you try to do something, I'll smother you.

[notapancake]

[Pffft, he stifles a laugh at that.]

I highly doubt you would do that.

[grabaslice]

I have a turtle shaped throw pillow with your name on it. [The threat has no heat to it.]

[notapancake]

Why do you even have that? [He will toss out any tacky decor, Leo! He won't.]

[grabaslice]

Because I'm making the apartment homey, keep up, Donthan. [Let a man decorate!!]

[notapancake]

... It's homey enough? [Decorate your bedroom!!!]

[grabaslice]

We inherited the place from two teenagers, we could do something else for ourselves, y'know.

[notapancake]

That's what the bedrooms are for?

[grabaslice]

It's a whole apartment, we gotta decorate, Donald. How can we not?

[notapancake]

Because it's fine as is?

[grabaslice]

You just enjoy being no fun, clearly. [He has to give Donnie a vaguely hard time. It is law after all.]

[notapancake]

Or I've got better things to worry about.

[grabaslice]

Suuuurreeeee, gotta be a hater, huh dear brother?

[notapancake]

[Oh he could say something that would be so mood killing, instead he just sighs.]

Whatever, Leo.