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Noise.

It starts as just irritation. A metaphorical crawling under your skin. Things are too noisy, too bright, there is too much happening all the time and you can't take it all in-

Then silence it, make it yours, make it you, take control and destroy what will not submit

It sounds so inviting, a freedom from the noise, but its wrong, its wrong, its wrong and the noise is getting louder, mechanical and foreboding as it sees you, it knows you are there, and it wants to make you apart of it.

Anatawa hitorijanai

For a moment, there is quiet.

You breathe.

And fall through water.

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[Sometimes you're overprotective and you need to have Constant Reminders For Why You Should Not Put Everyone In Bubble Wrap In A Padded Room]

Well, of course. I would never make anything that wasn't at least somewhat polished.

A bit too rushed with some people, Eve was definitely for later, and I didn't see Korone getting her pendant back.

[A pause.] Please note, being proud of my ingenuity despite the lackluster resources here does not in anyway indicate approval of said bunker plan. I rather like not self destructing my relationships.

Noted and appreciated. Good luck ever destructing ours, though.

[ Still. Very important pride distinction. ]

Stay outta trouble, alright? No going back down the tunnel! We gotta get rid of all the tentacle gunk first. [ He will come back himself and pull them all out of the wall by hand if he has to.

He might try to come back for the free cuddles anyway. lbr. ] What gets me to Relations?

I did figure ours would be very hard to manage.

Leo on the other hand...

[He frowns at his tablet.]

I'll stay away from the tentacle gut. At least it should be getting more snakey now.

Relationship stuff. Caring about people. Interacting with people. The Power Of Family And Friendship feelings.

You guys'll get through it.

[ If he was any good at pinning Leo down for extended serious conversations he'd offer some helpful advice. But he's very bad at that, historically, so Raph figures Donnie's better off without the input.

Those two speak pretty similar languages. Always have. They can stick through anything. He trusts that, and he'll at least provide the little ninpo wave to prove it. ]

Hmm. I do like all that stuff. Good for a feelings door.

...I hope so. I don't want to drive him away. [He just. Has a lot of doubts recently.]

Music memories also helps. Music helps understand emotions better.

Donnie. You won't. I promise. It's just complicated.

[ Everything is complicated almost all the time anymore. This part of growing up sucks.

Okay. Okay.

Raph gets back into the inventory and tries to do himself up an actual wood door. Like not a repurposed raft door. He is gonna put SO MUCH LOVE FOR HIS FAMILY INTO IT.

"raph you don't need to be super intense about making a minecraft door" he DOES ACTUALLY he needs to be intense about all of his feelings all the time. ]

It is. [He sighs and headbutts his shoulder.]

[He is gonna hop out of his arms while he works. Going around the room to make sure everything is straight.]

[Raph is cute and valid and with all the feelings, HAVE A BEAUTIFULLY MADE glowing orange door.]

[ SUCCESS. DOOR. HE IS KING OF DOORS. ]

There.

[ He should probably stand up and get ready to go and stuff. Yeah. ]

Last call to give Raph a hug for the road! Unless I come back later to kill corruption tentacles. So, uh.

...

Last call to give Raph a hug for the road for this time!

[ He just really wants the hug. ]

The Core is gonna have his hands full when you get to him.

[And with that cryptic sentence, he's gonna climb onto a desk and then will hop up to hug him around the neck.]

Ominous.

[ Ominous for Donnie, perhaps. But Raph is very very content to get the hug he blatantly demanded. And he'll only sniffle a tiny little bit about how small he is. Surely that's growth. ]

Love you, buddy.

Do not get snot on me.

[He will hug Raph tight.]

Love you too.

No mind snot here.

[ Only affection.

But! Okay. Alright. Can't last forever. Helping his brother is priority one. Helping Catherine help his brother is not quite priority two but not quite priority one. It's like priority one and a half. And he can't follow through if he stays here.

He's technically hugging all the metaphorical mind Donnies at once when he gets Donnie hugs in real life anyway. Think long-term, Raph.

Carefully setting lil Donnie back down. ]

Catch you later.

[ time to deploy and head through Orange Door! ]

Catch you later, Raphie.

[The music room]

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