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@lampochkaart heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Happy birthdayyyyyyyyyyyyyy Lamppppppppp🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
+ some alternative versions and original sketches muah
Realized I have a power to draw anything so I drew characters from one of my favorite book series. Teen Power Inc will forever be in my heart<3
“When Casey was being a dick about the Pen you got angry because-”
“Because he was insulting my dad. And my grandfather. And everything we’ve worked on together.” Elmo finished. His greens eyes flashed with anger at the memory. “I thought he was doing it on purpose. I kinda thought you all knew.”
“Huh?”
“The paper says the name of the editor on it,” Elmo said. This was news to Nick. He watched Elmo glance around the room and snatch up a discarded copy of the Pen. The date identified it as last week’s edition. Elmo pointed at some writing. “See?”
Nick peered at it.
Editor: E. Zimmer.
“You and your dad have the same initials?”
At this, Elmo flushed a bright, bright red. It was somehow different to how he’d looked when he’d been angry. This time, he looked embarrassed.
Oh…
“You and your dad have the same name.”
“So what,” Elmo huffed, still red in the cheeks.
“He named you after himself.”
“…”
“What?” Nick could feel a wide grin spreading across his cheeks. “What is it?”
“He named me after my grandfather.”
Nick couldn’t help it. He laughed out loud- loud enough that several of the people working glanced over.
“It’s not funny,” Elmo hissed, but Nick could see the beginnings of a grin spreading across his own face all the same.
“I think it’s sweet,” Nick said between laughs. “The three of you with the same name. Though, isn’t that confusing?”
“Well, dad has a nickname,” Elmo said. “Since it was confusing when he was a kid. Everyone calls him Zim. He’ll want you to call him that too.”
“And you and your grandfather?”
Elmo’s mouth pulled downwards into a frown. “It wasn’t really a problem. It was usually pretty obvious who was being spoken to. And now…well…grandfather passed away last year.”
“Oh…I’m sorry.” Nick had assumed that Zim’s control of the Pen was because Elmo Zimmer the first was too old to work anymore. Apparently he’d assumed wrong.
“Look at you,” Elmo said. “Constantly apologising for the bad things in my life. It’s enough to make a boy swoon.” He was joking around but Nick couldn’t help but notice how sad he sounded.
First his mum, then his grandfather. As far as Nick could tell, Zim was the only person Elmo had left.
For some reason, that make Nick sad as well. And then angry.
And then determined.
Roddacember 2024 Day 12 | Relationship Activity
'Something's missing,' I said, looking around at the gang. They were all there, Liz in a godawful jumper she'd made herself, Tom with his ankles and wrists hanging out of his jeans and skivvy, sketching in his notepad, Richelle sitting on a log she'd made sure was dry, green fluffy jacket matching her eyes as she examined her nails, Elmo lying on the ground, looking up at the sky, messy hair covered in leaves as he pulled out his own notepad to write, Sunny bench pressing a goose she'd found somewhere. I lowered my Ray Bans and adjusted my Billabong logo on my hoodie so it was more visible.
'We don't have a job,' Richelle said flatly. 'Or any money.'
'No, something's missing, and it has been for a while. We're not working together as a team. We need to get it together.'
'We tried your stupid uniforms,' Richelle spat, still clearly resentful.
'I mean it. We should... I don't know.'
'Go on a business retreat?' Tom asked lightly. He always knew how to get under my skin, so effortlessly annoying.
'Not exactly. But there is an after-school cricket game. Maybe we could try out?'
'We barely have time after all our jobs, schoolwork and chores to even enjoy ourselves,' Richelle said scathingly. She hated anything that might get her dirty.
'I wouldn't mind, now and then, but they'd need a schedule, and we have to pick up work as we get it,' Liz's anxious face peered up at me.
'I wouldn't mind, but I'm still banned from the oval, remember?' Tom said. I did remember. I shuddered at the very memory of the events that had occured to get Tom banned.
'I'm not exactly athletic,' Elmo said apologetically. 'I'd come, but I'd never make the team.'
'And I'm already on the soccer, footy and lacrosse teams. They won't let me try out for any more,' Sunny said. The goose had wandered away, and Sunny was now doing chinups on a handy branch.
'You don't even listen to the cricket,' Elmo said, remembering long mornings at The Pen, the Ashes playing in the background as we stumbled our way through to dawn.
'I just thought it'd be fun,' I mumbled, glad of my sunglasses.
'Adam has a set, and the park is pretty empty. He and Jonathon will want to come along though,' Tom said, getting to his feet and stretching, stretching, stretching. He'd had another growth spurt.
'Pete would be keen, is that enough? We can switch sides. Can Jason come too? Maybe Tiffany?' Liz asked Richelle, and Sunny dropped suddenly from the tree, following Tom back to his house to help carry Adam's cricket set. Elmo got to his feet, brushing himself off, missing half the leaves that were caught in his hair. I reached over and brushed his head, halfway between a noogie and a pat.
'You can keep score,' Liz said, heading towards her house to collect her brother, and probably the giant beast she lived with to cheat with the fielding.
'You can play,' I told Elmo firmly, and he smiled wonkily at me, adjusting his glasses while the others collected their siblings.
'I get lonely too,' Elmo said quietly. I forgot how observant he could be. I shoved his shoulder, but gently, and he didn't flinch, just rolled with it as we headed for the oval, Tom's brothers already screaming fit to wake the dead.
'If the others ask, it's team building,' I said from the side of my mouth, running forward to catch the ball Tom was throwing at us. Elmo followed, laughing, tackled to his knees by Adam and Jonathon, Pete and Christo jumping on top. I helped Tom with the wickets, because Tiffany had for some reason decided to join us, and Sunny immediately became all thumbs.
It wasn't enough people for two teams, and the littles needed a hand to bat, so we swapped out. I almost had a six when Christo caught me for 12-out, and Tom ran around with his arms out cheering. Sunny was at a definite disadvantage today, and she went out LBW.
The streetlights came on, and all the younger siblings knew that was hometime. I looked out over the dusk in the park, sun setting over the trees, and Tom came over, carrying three bats and the wickets.
'You were right,' Tom said. 'But if you ever tell anyone I said that, they'd never believe you.' He ran off after his brothers, probably earning himself a scolding for keeping them out late.
Christo dropped a ball at my feet, and I walked him over to where Liz and Pete were heading home, Sunny, Tiff and Richelle having melted away into twilight together, Elmo following us.
'Thanks, Nick,' Liz said, smiling up at me. She might be a dork, but she's a nice dork. 'We should do that more often. When we don't have work. What a great team-building exercise.' she took Christo from me and hurried home. I turned to Elmo.
'The Pen will have coffee,' he said, knowing all our pockets were light. He started walking, then turned back, hands in his pockets, hair catching the last of the sun's golden light. 'You coming?' He asked, and I nodded, smiling. Something had been missing, and here it was.
happy new year! ♥
Drew pixel gang (using omori style sprite as a base). I'm planning to make them into cross-stitch pins
Wanted to draw Elmo wearing his reading glasses
Roddacember 2023 Day 8 | Your favourite relationship of any kind
Chucking in my fave romantic (Elmo and Nick from TPI) and my fave platonic (Leo and Mimi from Rondo)
This isn't to say I don't love like, almost every Roddaverse relationship out there (Jasmine and Lief are so, so special) but I wanna go niche for this Roddacember
