[April doesn't even have to ask. By the time she glances back to Mayhem, all she catches is the bright little signature of his teleport. What a nice brat he's being today.]
She'll be here in just a few seconds, kiddo.
[And yup, there is a -paf- and a Mayhem appears on top of the street sign in question, jumping down once he sees Cass. Ready to go? Because he isn't giving you a choice, c'mon :Db]
[That promise has Casey looking around frantically, trying to will her apparent revival into actual reality before his eyes. As soon as Mayhem teleports them back to where he and April are, he'll be reaching out for her, wriggling in April's grasp.]
[She leaps into the air right at Mayhem! And once teleported, she lands and rolls directly towards her son, leaving a stream of tears as she at him like he's a target marked for hugs.]
[He will absolutely snot all over Mom. As soon as he is released, Junior is scampering to meet Casey in the middle, jumping up to be held, and setting free a high-pitched wail at the sight of her. It's been about a year since he lost her, so he's had time to adjust, but at the same time it's only been a year. Everything is still very fresh.
The moment they make contact he's clinging on for dear life, face buried against her shirt, getting it very wet in record time.]
Mom, Mom, Mommy, you're back-
[Might be difficult to peel him off her for a while.]
[And so it begins. The snottening. A scared exchange of mucus between mother and son.
She might not have born him yet, but it still feels like instinct to hold him close and tightly, like nothing else matters in the world. While she felt connected to this boy from the beginning, being with him as an actual kid feels like it's engaging her maternal side on a whole other level. As she holds him and cries on him, she gently rubs his back.]
Yes, of course. I- I am back! I am here, a-and everything is fine! Everything is going to be alright, you, you brave little boy!
[That revelation is still weighing on her mind. The idea that she could die so soon in her son's life - it makes her cling to him even more.]
[Ah, and just like that Wine Aunt April has become a third wheel. But you know what, April is kind of glad to escape the snottening for now. She'll watch them for a few moments with a wet sort of smile, and then sidle back off a little ways. To replace her ice cream, currently melted on the pavement and on her ass!
And also to maybe make a, uh, relic call. You guys carry on being snotty without her.]
[Sorry April, he'd apologize if he understood! But he saw you like, yesterday. He doesn't notice her departure (for now), merely clings and sobs and cries for... a while. Lots of pent-up emotions he's been learning to bury, because trauma and bad coping methods, mostly. Never too young for that in the Hamato family.
After a bit he settles enough to draw back so he can actually look at her. There are some differences, but there's no mistaking, this is his mom. He reaches up and gently pap-paps her face, marvelling at how he can at all.]
You're real... where did you go? I missed you lots! Every day!
[O-oh... something about that little hand patting at her face awakens an extra well of warm, fuzzy motherly feelings, and a fresh set of tears well up. I create this boy. He's made from me! It's still a lot to process.]
I, uh, I'm here now! [She realizes he must be talking about the original her. The one who actually had her and died. But she's not even sure how to explain that to a child. She barely even understands it all herself!]
I- I know I was... gone... but right now I'm here! A friendly fox brought me here. S-so that I can have more time with you! [Which is all technically true! Now that she knows her fate, she wonders if part of the reason that the fox brought her here was so she could meet her son.]
Now we can keep spending time together, a-and have all sorts of fun!
[His eyes brighten at the suggestion. Pressing her for further details on where she'd vanished to isn't firmly on his radar, so he's very easy to distract. What's more important is that she's here now.]
Really? You mean it? You don't have to go away and fight now? [Oh, wait, that clicks with something he'd been told earlier.] Auntie April says there's no Krang here! None at all! We're safe!
[Well okay technically she said nothing will hurt him here, but he can read between the lines.]
That's right! Mother is here to stay! [She frees a hand to rub his head.]
Everything's gonna be better now! There's ice cream, and your auntie's right! None of those awful, awful nasty Krang things that I totally have met before! [A nervous laugh.]
Also, I'm a Legend now! That makes your mom one of the coolest heroes! [She gives a proud flap of her wings.]
[He opens his mouth to agree - obviously, Mom has always been one of the coolest heroes, if not THE coolest on account of being Mom - but when she flaps her wings he notices them for the first time. Everything else was just too exciting.
Awestruck, he reaches a hand out towards the feathers. They're so pretty...]
Wow, wow! Are you an angel? Am I dead now?
[He sure doesn't remember dying. He also doesn't sound especially bothered about the answer potentially being yes. If the afterlife is a nicer place with pizza and ice cream and all of his loved ones, it doesn't seem so bad...!]
No!! [She responds very quickly, as a knee-jerk reaction to the general idea of dead son boy.]
You are not allowed to be dead! I forbid it!! I am like an angel, but a very alive and super awesome one! [She does bring her wing in closer so he can feel the feathers.]
In fact, maybe I should take my prized son out for a flight!
[He's very much okay with being alive as long as everyone else is! Carefully (as gentle as a little kid can be, anyway) he touches the feathers first, then strokes them, fascinated. Those are really attached to his mom, she can move them... wait, she can fly too!?]
[April just gonna look over at them mid conversation with Mikey and wave at them. And slap her ice-creamy butt for good measure. Yeah, she heard you, you lil menaces. Go forth, fly, etc.]
[Casey snickers along with her son, acting as an adult beacon of maturity.]
Yes, it is quite foolish, isn't it? [With that, back to 100 percent son focus.]
Now hold on tight, my child! Away we go!!
[With that, holding tightly to him with both arms, she flaps her wings to lift off the ground, and then sets off! She's flying low and slow at first to help him adjust. And to save some of the fun!]
[Casey giggles further at the slap - Auntie April is the best, as always - but as they launch off the ground it turns into a scream. Not a terrified one, though, oh no. This is the shriek of a kid having the time of his life, like baby's first rollercoaster, like he's anticipating it to get even better the longer they're in the air. Casey Jones (junior), Casey Jones' (senior) son, is a certified thrillseeker, of course. Even this young. No fear in this kid, not in his mother's arms.]
HIGHER!!!
[His arms are straight up, feeling the wind. Yeah, he's gonna love this.]
[Learning to fly has been one of the most incredible, exhilarating experiences she's had. And it feels even more exciting now, carrying such an eager passenger! She slowly picks up speed.]
Higher?? Okay, but only because you have been a good boy! [As a parent, she knows she has to ensure that her child has a strong moral compass.] And I am sure that you will continue being a very good boy!
[Never mind that she didn't actually check with April that he's behaved. It's fine, this is all for fun!]
Now let me take you.... HIIIIGHERRRR!!!
[With a mightly flap of her wings, she lifts them up several more yards into the air!]
[Mother this is a very strange thing to ask a child in the middle of the sky. It takes a few moments for the question to pierce through the giggling noisemaker. (He's clapping his hands, now. He is so, so, so happy.)]
You know that already!!
[Who do you think taught him!? (Well, okay, it was probably a group effort. But Mom would likely have taken charge in the bulk of his training for most things...)]
[Well it had to be asked, regardless of the time and place.]
Of- course I do! [She says with a laugh, but this quickly fades into a confident smile.] Of course I must have taught you diligently! And you must have been such a great pupil! My little best student... let me show you the skies!!
[She starts to speed up her flapping and brings him up towards a cloud!]
[He's pleased both by the teacher/pupil comment, and to flying higher! He's so excited, making grabby hands towards the cloud, as if he could carry it home with him.]
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She'll be here in just a few seconds, kiddo.
[And yup, there is a -paf- and a Mayhem appears on top of the street sign in question, jumping down once he sees Cass. Ready to go? Because he isn't giving you a choice, c'mon :Db]
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[She leaps into the air right at Mayhem! And once teleported, she lands and rolls directly towards her son, leaving a stream of tears as she at him like he's a target marked for hugs.]
MY SONNN!!!
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Seriously though, the second she sees the telltale shimmer of Mayhem's return she's letting go. Go get snot all over your mother, kid.]
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The moment they make contact he's clinging on for dear life, face buried against her shirt, getting it very wet in record time.]
Mom, Mom, Mommy, you're back-
[Might be difficult to peel him off her for a while.]
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She might not have born him yet, but it still feels like instinct to hold him close and tightly, like nothing else matters in the world. While she felt connected to this boy from the beginning, being with him as an actual kid feels like it's engaging her maternal side on a whole other level. As she holds him and cries on him, she gently rubs his back.]
Yes, of course. I- I am back! I am here, a-and everything is fine! Everything is going to be alright, you, you brave little boy!
[That revelation is still weighing on her mind. The idea that she could die so soon in her son's life - it makes her cling to him even more.]
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And also to maybe make a, uh, relic call. You guys carry on being snotty without her.]
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After a bit he settles enough to draw back so he can actually look at her. There are some differences, but there's no mistaking, this is his mom. He reaches up and gently pap-paps her face, marvelling at how he can at all.]
You're real... where did you go? I missed you lots! Every day!
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I, uh, I'm here now! [She realizes he must be talking about the original her. The one who actually had her and died. But she's not even sure how to explain that to a child. She barely even understands it all herself!]
I- I know I was... gone... but right now I'm here! A friendly fox brought me here. S-so that I can have more time with you! [Which is all technically true! Now that she knows her fate, she wonders if part of the reason that the fox brought her here was so she could meet her son.]
Now we can keep spending time together, a-and have all sorts of fun!
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Really? You mean it? You don't have to go away and fight now? [Oh, wait, that clicks with something he'd been told earlier.] Auntie April says there's no Krang here! None at all! We're safe!
[Well okay technically she said nothing will hurt him here, but he can read between the lines.]
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Everything's gonna be better now! There's ice cream, and your auntie's right! None of those awful, awful nasty Krang things that I totally have met before! [A nervous laugh.]
Also, I'm a Legend now! That makes your mom one of the coolest heroes! [She gives a proud flap of her wings.]
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Awestruck, he reaches a hand out towards the feathers. They're so pretty...]
Wow, wow! Are you an angel? Am I dead now?
[He sure doesn't remember dying. He also doesn't sound especially bothered about the answer potentially being yes. If the afterlife is a nicer place with pizza and ice cream and all of his loved ones, it doesn't seem so bad...!]
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You are not allowed to be dead! I forbid it!! I am like an angel, but a very alive and super awesome one! [She does bring her wing in closer so he can feel the feathers.]
In fact, maybe I should take my prized son out for a flight!
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Oh- please, please! Can we? Really? I want to!
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Yes, absolutely!! Let me show you the skies!
[But she does think to call out to April.]
April, we're going flying!! ...Also, there's ice cream on your butt!
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Ice cream on your butt!
[Kiddo that's your fault...]
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Yes, it is quite foolish, isn't it? [With that, back to 100 percent son focus.]
Now hold on tight, my child! Away we go!!
[With that, holding tightly to him with both arms, she flaps her wings to lift off the ground, and then sets off! She's flying low and slow at first to help him adjust. And to save some of the fun!]
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HIGHER!!!
[His arms are straight up, feeling the wind. Yeah, he's gonna love this.]
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Higher?? Okay, but only because you have been a good boy! [As a parent, she knows she has to ensure that her child has a strong moral compass.] And I am sure that you will continue being a very good boy!
[Never mind that she didn't actually check with April that he's behaved. It's fine, this is all for fun!]
Now let me take you.... HIIIIGHERRRR!!!
[With a mightly flap of her wings, she lifts them up several more yards into the air!]
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I'm good! I'm sooo good! [If this is his reward, he will be the GOODEST BOY EVER.] YAAAAAAY!!!
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Hahaha! Yes, behold, we are getting so hold up! Just let me know if you start to feel sick or anything. Or if you have to use the toilet!
[After a beat, thinking about how much younger he now is, she thinks to add-]
Have you been trained in the ways of the toilet?
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You know that already!!
[Who do you think taught him!? (Well, okay, it was probably a group effort. But Mom would likely have taken charge in the bulk of his training for most things...)]
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Of- course I do! [She says with a laugh, but this quickly fades into a confident smile.] Of course I must have taught you diligently! And you must have been such a great pupil! My little best student... let me show you the skies!!
[She starts to speed up her flapping and brings him up towards a cloud!]
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[He's pleased both by the teacher/pupil comment, and to flying higher! He's so excited, making grabby hands towards the cloud, as if he could carry it home with him.]
I want wings! Can I have wings too?
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