#btw I would’ve added the other dni Banner but tumblr won’t let me bc it keeps on messing up the first paragraph when I do

[turtle-clown]

Memories of black and white

Something for my tmnt/pla au where Mikey is the protag of pla, this takes place sometime after the dex is completed

He had his memories, after the fight against Arceus he was turned back to what he was and subsequently remembered everything. Which was alright, he went with, despite not being able to really get back home he was alright. However something bothered him, or more accurately has bothered him since he needed to go to the Coronet Highlands, Ingo. If he is allowed to be able to remember then why can’t Ingo? It was frustrating, so he set out to try and help.

Usually they’d spend their time out in the wilderness, trying to find something interesting, not this time. They were staying in the village as much as possible today, as much as they didn’t like it they needed to be able to draw him to the best of their abilities, so they stayed near the training grounds. Their plan wasn’t exactly perfect but they never really were the best at planning anyways (that was mainly Leo’s job. Man they missed their brothers). It was simple, draw Ingo as closely as possible, then ask the differences between him and the man in white so that they can try and draw him. They always worked best with visuals, and knowing how similar Ingo was to them they hoped the same was true for him.

Eventually he had to approach him. He wasn’t exactly good at starting a conversation, although he had to in order for the plan to proceed. “Are you alright Michelangelo?” Ah, in his thoughts he wasn’t able to sense the man in question approaching him (something in him knew Master Splinter would not be happy if he were still alive, a ninja always has to stay alert or something like that). “Oh, no I’m actually fine at the moment. In fact I actually wanted to talk to you about the man in white you remember.” Ingo froze a bit, he seemed to stand a bit taller at the mention of the man in white. “Oh? What is it?” Something in his voice seemed to convey curiosity, although his face stayed relatively the same. “So I was thinking, if you remember him to look like you then you must know the difference between the two of you right?” He moved the paper he was drawing on to give Ingo a better look. “So I decided to draw you as a reference point, then you can tell me what exactly you remember the differences to be then I can draw what the man in white supposedly looks like! Not the best plan but it could work!” He stopped at that, waiting for a response from the older male. It was extremely hard to tell what he was thinking (he never was good at telling what people were feeling from their face alone, this probably wasn’t helped by the fact the warden barely emotes). After a bit, he responded “Bravo! Thank you for wanting to help me recall what I have forgotten! Your drawing is also quite nice, you're very talented.” Oh yea, he’d almost forgotten how kind the warden was behind that almost constant frown (he definitely didn’t expect that compliment however, people don’t compliment his work often, especially before being dropped in this world). Seems this plan could work after all.

They both were now sitting outside the wallflower, Ingo telling Mikey what the differences between him and the man in white were to the best of his ability. And once he was done, they started drawing on the other side of the paper a flipped version of the man he had drawn before but with the differences listed (smile instead of a frown, no goatee, clothes in perfect condition, etc). Once they were done they leaned back up (their back hurt a bit, if memory serves donnie did tell them that if they leaned forward while drawing too much it could lead to issues later in life once) and turned the paper around so that Ingo could see. “So, what do you think? Is this what he looks like?” The warden picked up the paper, he seemed to have a haunted look in his eyes (maybe they miscalculated a bit, they hadn’t really seen what happens when he remembers something).

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"Follow the rules. Safe driving! Follow the schedule. Everybody smile! Check safety. Everything's ready! Aim for victory! All aboard!"

That voice…

"I am E—e-. We won, but I am not really satisfied. I can tell that you won't give up. Because you will be much, much stronger. That's why we are waiting for you to come back!"

Please… let me remember…

"I am ——t. I am a S-bw-y B-ss. I like winning more than anything else.”

Name… what is his name…

“I am E—--.”

“I am E-m—.”

“I am E-me-.”

“I am Emmet.”

Emmet. I remember now.

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“Ingo! Are you alright?! You stopped responding there for a bit.” Ok he definitely didn’t expect that to happen, on the list of things expected to happen was for him to suddenly stop responding to all input and start crying was not on there. “His name. I remember his name now.” Oh! That was something new. “Really? What is it?” He was really curious, he also wanted to start calling the man in white by his real name but that was more of a secondary thing. “Emmet. His name is Emmet.”