Mikey and Leo sit on top of a building and admire the bustling NYC night life. Nothing big is going on, but when Leo announced he would take the watch, Donnie insisted that Mikey went with him.
"I get it," Leo says. Mikey looks over at him. The long blue tails of his mask dance about in the wind.
"Whatcha mean, Leon?" Mikey plays up the obliviousness.
"I gotta survive the night... cause I gotta get you home safe. I know you guys worry..." Leo trails off, still not looking at his little brother.
"You know we love you, right?" Mikey looks back toward the city. Somewhere below them, someone is playing the saxophone.
"I'll never leave you, Mikes." Leo's gaze shifts slightly. From the corner of his eye, he can see Mikey sitting criss cross a few feet from him.
"I love you, Leo." Leo's breath hitches. Mikey looks over at him, surprise painting his features. Leo looks apprehensive. "I got you back once," Mikey continues, slowly picking his words, "so don't you dare take my brother from me. Because I'll do it again. I'll rip time and space apart to get you back." Leo blinks back tears, white hot fear shooting through him at the stone cold resolve set in Mikey's features.
"Mikey, please don't. You know what CJ said-"
"Of course I do!" Mikey takes a deep breath. "Of course I know the price." He looks down at his fingertips poking through the compression gloves Draxum and Donnie collaborated on just for him. "So don't make me do that again, Leo."
"I'll try."
"Promise me."
"I promise I'll survive." Mikey accepts the words. Leo decides to accept them as well. Mikey flops over, laying across Leo's lap. Leo taps his shell in time to the melody coming from the streets.
