The Banana Splits: Splited Nostalgia.

He only needs love.

Bingo was worried. he was worried about the movie...but most of all he was worried about snorky. he didn't knew what to do, the only things he could hear in his mind were "Should i talk to him?", "Should we ignore him? no..that's mean.." "what can i do?...". All of those thoughts were repeating themselves over and over again and they never stopped. Bingo couldn't stop thinking about snorky..he couldn't stop thinking about the movie. 

"Maybe snorky doesn't want to be our friend anymore....maybe we are doing everything wrong.."  

"Who wants to be our friends anyway?...we got turned into killers...it makes sense that no one likes us anymore.."

This is getting out of hand. Poor bingo went from being all happy and cheerful to sad and anxious. he was thinking too much. The ape couldn't stop shaking and was biting his nails like crazy. all of those memories of the movie were coming back...his arm getting ripped out, kidnapping a little girl...and overall the intention of killing.

"I didn't do that...right?...that wasn't me!...or......did i?...am i a serial killer?....did i hurted somebody?....why have i done?.."

Bingo jumped when he felt a tap in the shoulder, it was drooper, he had a worried look on his face. "Bingo?....are you okay?.." asked the lion. "Do..do you need anything?" Drooper stroked bingo's back to try and calm him down. the poor ape was shaking uncontrollably. he was sweating and had teary eyes. he only mumbled.

-Drooper?...eh...can we talk? Bingo asked. "You know...." The ape whispered into drooper's ear trying to not cry. "It's about....the movie.."  Drooper only nodded. Him and bingo walked away to the kitchen so fleegle and patches wouldn't see him break down into tears.

Patches got worried to see bingo in that state, sometimes he felt like that too, when memory after memory take over your head and you can't think of anything else...you feel...trapped..you feel like a prisioner of your own brain. and the only thing you want to do is scream as loudly as you can to cease all of those toughts. The kid turned to fleegle and asked.

-Is bingo gonna be okay?... The child was pretty worried about the orange ape. but fleegle reasured him. "Don't worry...he'll be okay...i hope" even the beagle had his doubts but hope was the last thing he could lose. 

Meanwhile. bingo was sitting in a chair at the kitchen, tapping the table like crazy while staring at nothing. he almost jumped when drooper placed a glass of water in front of him. "It's okay bingo...it's just water" Drooper sat on at the other end of the table while watching bingo drink the water to calm down. when he was finished he asked his friend. "Feeling better?" Bingo only sayed 'no'. but at least he wasn't shaking anymore.

-Bingo...i know it's not easy...but we can't forget who we are.. Drooper reminded him who they were and why they exist. "We can't just let a silly movie take the better of us..".

-I know!....but why does that movie exists?..nobody asked for it..no one cared about us before and now....they will never care about who we actually are .." He started to shake again. he couldn't even mention the movie without getting chills down his spine. "I hate it...i hate it so much.." tears started to run down his cheeks, he left the glass in front of him and started to cry while buring his face in his arms. "Drooper...i don't want to kill people!"

Drooper's brother instincts started to kick in. he couldn't stand seeing anyone like that. especially one of his band members. he got up from his chair, walked towards bingo and started to stroke his back.

"You never killed anybody bingo!...and you never will. you are a good person with feelings and personality" The lion exclaimed. "You have a soul...you are not a robot" Bingo looked up at drooper with tear after tear running down his face. 

"You have something those robots don't..." The ape raised an eyebrow. he didn't knew what he was talking about. what could he possibly have that is different from those robots?. softer fur? 

-a heart..and a really big one if i can say! Drooper has never said as sweet as that before. and what he was saying was true. every single word. he started counting with his fingers all the things bingo could do."You play the drums beautifully, i love when you help me read my fan mail, i love hearing your jokes on the joke wall..everything!"

Bingo wiped his tears away. he never heard something as nice as that. "You...you really mean it droop?" He asked with a smile forming on his face.

-Every single word. Drooper gave him a big smile and a thumbs up. making people feel better was one of the things he was good at. it didn't matter if it was fleegle, snorky, bingo or even himself.

All of those bad memories were quiet. bingo was free from all that pressure, he was free from his own brain. able to get himself together again..well with the help of drooper. 

"Now..try to think about all of those good times we had together". that's one of the things drooper liked to do whenever bad memories started to get over his brain. but he stopped doing it until now. he tought of happy moments, It made him feel calm and happy. sometimes..he even wrote songs about it but never showed them to the group. he doesn't want them to worry about it. 

That's what bingo did. he tought of all the sweet memories he has been thru. when he couldn't read because of a fly, when he used to read those 'Dear Drooper' letters, those jokes he tells on the joke wall, everything. his heart felt warm, he let out a sigh...he was relaxed, calm...and happy.

-Feeling better? Drooper asked him softly. "Thanks droop..i do feel much better.." Bingo shaked the lion's hand as a way to thank him. Drooper nodded and reminded him that, whenever those thoughts came and you feel lost, angry, sad or even anxious. the good memories and his friends will be always there to help him. always.