Craft Bingo Fill: Jewelry
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languajixJust a short one! This takes place in the Hold Every Memory AU; consider it semi-canonical or questionably-canonical at this point.
Bingo Card: Craft Bingo 2024
Prompt: Jewelry
Fandom: TMNT - Hold Every Memory AU
Wordcount: 393
Summary: Michelangelo has a gift for Donatello.
Warnings: None
"Happy world turtle day!" Mikey declared. "Hold out your hand!"
Donnie had been burned too many times. He didn't miss a beat. "Show me what you have in yours, first."
Mikey sighed, a dramatic full-body slump that garnered him no sympathy, then turned his own hand over and extended his fingers until the things in his hand were dangling off of them, bumping each other with satisfying little clicks.
"...okay then," Donnie allowed, and he raised his left arm so Mikey could slide one of the homemade friendship bracelets over his wrist. It was a very lovely shade of purple, threaded through with the slightest hint of orange, with little turtle-shaped beads secured in place by knots.
Mikey grinned and held out his own arm, pressing them against each other so the bracelets were side by side, beads click-clicking as they rubbed. "There we go! Now we match! Everyone we meet is gonna be like, 'oh, look, it's that gang of really cool guys with matching bracelets, better not mess with them!'"
Of course. That was definitely the first thing people would notice about them.
(Donnie wore it until the string broke, one heavy tug and cracked bead in battle too many.)
---
Lee reached up a hand to pat insistently at Don's elbow. "Tad! Tad! Hold out your hand!"
Don obediently held his hand out in front of him, but kept it straight out, high above what Lee was capable of reaching.
"No! Lower!"
After a moment, a teasing pause, he lowered it.
Lee slipped something over his wrist and stepped away.
It was a bracelet, a very lovely shade of purple, threaded through with the slightest hint of orange and blue, with little turtle beads secured by knots.
He touched the beads, feeling just a little numb. "How did you...?" But Lee was already gone, slipped out of the room, giggling.
---
I see Lee delivered our present, Mike said the next time they saw each other.
On his singular wrist, Mike wore a bracelet, too - all their colors, equally present, with turtle beads.
Donnie pressed his wrist against Mike's, hearing the beads click, and closed his eyes. Thank you.
Of course! You're a part of the gang of really cool guys with matching bracelets!
It was silly, but it was belonging, and it was nice to get a little of it back.
Bingo Card: Craft Bingo 2024
Prompt: Jewelry
Fandom: TMNT - Hold Every Memory AU
Wordcount: 393
Summary: Michelangelo has a gift for Donatello.
Warnings: None
"Happy world turtle day!" Mikey declared. "Hold out your hand!"
Donnie had been burned too many times. He didn't miss a beat. "Show me what you have in yours, first."
Mikey sighed, a dramatic full-body slump that garnered him no sympathy, then turned his own hand over and extended his fingers until the things in his hand were dangling off of them, bumping each other with satisfying little clicks.
"...okay then," Donnie allowed, and he raised his left arm so Mikey could slide one of the homemade friendship bracelets over his wrist. It was a very lovely shade of purple, threaded through with the slightest hint of orange, with little turtle-shaped beads secured in place by knots.
Mikey grinned and held out his own arm, pressing them against each other so the bracelets were side by side, beads click-clicking as they rubbed. "There we go! Now we match! Everyone we meet is gonna be like, 'oh, look, it's that gang of really cool guys with matching bracelets, better not mess with them!'"
Of course. That was definitely the first thing people would notice about them.
(Donnie wore it until the string broke, one heavy tug and cracked bead in battle too many.)
---
Lee reached up a hand to pat insistently at Don's elbow. "Tad! Tad! Hold out your hand!"
Don obediently held his hand out in front of him, but kept it straight out, high above what Lee was capable of reaching.
"No! Lower!"
After a moment, a teasing pause, he lowered it.
Lee slipped something over his wrist and stepped away.
It was a bracelet, a very lovely shade of purple, threaded through with the slightest hint of orange and blue, with little turtle beads secured by knots.
He touched the beads, feeling just a little numb. "How did you...?" But Lee was already gone, slipped out of the room, giggling.
---
I see Lee delivered our present, Mike said the next time they saw each other.
On his singular wrist, Mike wore a bracelet, too - all their colors, equally present, with turtle beads.
Donnie pressed his wrist against Mike's, hearing the beads click, and closed his eyes. Thank you.
Of course! You're a part of the gang of really cool guys with matching bracelets!
It was silly, but it was belonging, and it was nice to get a little of it back.
