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Eleventh Theory [Action/Voice]

((For the duration of the experiment Don's thoughts will be in {curly brackets}, OH GOD SORRY FOR THE BRAINSPAM.))

[Today Donatello is wandering around the village center, enjoying the nice weather and generally exploring. Unbeknownst to him, he is being followed by a thought bubble.]

[As he passes the clinic, on his way to the fountain:]

{... disassociative delusions. Induction of kinesthetic misperception. She thought her arm was artificial, so far as to... I should go visit her.}

[And as he comes into view of the school, he opens his journal:]

Molly, the weather is getting warm... do you want to start building the playground soon?

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WHAT?

How can you - even -- Sixteen years?

Good.

[Minato nods firmly, his expression more serious now.]

Sixteen years. [He echoes Donatello's words far more calmly.

The turtle's smart, from what Minato has seen so far. Naruto's sixteen. Naruto's sixteen years after the time Minato was taken. He hasn't trained his kid, but those who know him well have. Minato doesn't have to spell it out.]

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But - then -- [Trying to be calm and work this out.] Are you from before he was born? When you got here, how did you know he was your son?

Almost from before then, but, no--he was a newborn. Only held him once; ended up here almost just after.

[Minato smiles wistfully.] He has my hair, poor kid. Same color of eyes--shaped more like his mom's, though. Takes after his mom a lot. And when he's happy--really, really happy--he has my smile.

It was hard not to recognize him as my kid. The time difference was a bit of a shock, though.

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[Moment of sadness. And jealousy, for families where the parents and children know each other by shared features.]

That must have been amazing. To see him suddenly grown up.

But why didn't - don't - will not ... Why does he have a different sensei? I've heard that when you leave here, you go back to the exact moment you were taken. So you're not really missing out on all those years...

[Minato's smile is still soft.]

It was amazing.

[He shakes his head, chuckles softly, and then lets out a bit of a sigh as he closes his eyes. There's still that odd, small smile.] Donatello... [He pronounces the name right, strangely enough. His next words warrant it. Minato glances up at the turtle again. There's definite sadness in those eyes, now.] I'm afraid the exact moment I was taken was my last.

Your - what? [Willful failure to understand.]

[Don's attempt to not comprehend it almost makes Minato chuckle. He sips at his coffee again.]

You know what I meant.

[He doesn't seem to be as upset about it as he should be, all things considering. Minato's at peace with the final decisions he made.]

I'm dead. Back home, at least. I gave my life to protect my village and family that I loved. So, for every moment I have left here, I'm grateful.

... Yes. Someone else told me a similar story.

It does explain why you seem so happy to be here. When you leave, you'll ...

But for your son. It must be - {Awful. Wonderful. Both.}

It's both for me as well, but mostly wonderful. I'm not the type to dwell on things I can't change--I focus on what I can change.

So instead of dwelling on what I can't change, I'm going to enjoy my moments with him. Even for simple things such as going to a restaurant or shopping.. oooor working his butt off when I'm training with him. Figured I'll wait until I know him a bit better before I start doing that.

[He sounds like he's looking forward to that last one. Probably is. Poor Naruto?]

I'm - happy for you. For both of you.

{Hm. Roll gone, cup empty. Time to go?}

Thanks. I'll make sure to stay that way, too.

[Minato shakes his head, stands up, then points at the counter really quick.] In a sec. I gotta pick up a cinnamon roll for my son. Then it'll be time to go. Call me weird, but I kinda like watching him devour food.

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Sure. [While you're doing that, Don will bus the table. Just because he grew up in a sewer doesn't mean he has to be a slob.]

[Minato blinks when he comes back, triumphant with cinnamon roll in hand, only to find the table clean--he was about ready to help.]

... You beat me to it.

If you wanted to clean the table, you should have called dibs. [Smile.] It's not a problem. Ready to go?

[That causes Minato to chuckle.] ... Maybe I'm just not used to teenagers cleaning after themselves. [He holds up the small cardboard box with the cinnamon roll.] I'm ready.

{Is he used to teenagers at all?} I grew up with three same-age brothers, a single father, and no extended family. We learned to do things for ourselves.

[He'll head for the door, holding it open for you again.]

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[Minato chuckles.] I had three under my lead for a while. Two of them fought constantly. ... Although only one was generally sloppy. [Minato blinks, and then his voice is teasing.] Quadruplets? ... Your poor father.

[Minato nods at the door being held open again.] Thanks again.

{Constant fighting? I know how that is...}

Essentially. Sometimes I wonder how he did it. {Why he did it.}

Do I even want to know?

[Minato can't help but chuckle.]

One day at a time. And you must've been pretty cute as a... hatchling? Would that be the right term for it?

Two of my brothers. They don't mean it, though.

I, um - I don't know. I don't remember. {I don't think that has anything to do with why Master Splinter took us in.}

Wonder if they're anything like my students....

[Minato chuckles.]

I was kidding. ... Parents can't always explain why they do things, or sometimes even why they become parents. But from what I've seen, he's done a very good job.

Thanks, Minato. He'd be glad to know that.

[Glance at the sun.] I should probably be getting home.

Any parent would be.

[Minato holds his hand over his eyes as he also looks at the sun.] Same here. Wouldn't want my kid's cinnamon roll to get cold.

[He lowers that same hand, holding it out.] It was a pleasure meeting you, Don. Talk to you again, sometime?

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