Always Be There

Sup Pops

Just gonna say this here, look at the TW in the description. It lists some of the possible triggers there are going to be in these chapters. This one as well.
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"So, when do I get to meet your father?" Donatello asked, sitting atop a roof with Casey and munching on a pizza together.
"Oh, right, him. Uh— I mean, you can now, but he won't really take it too well."
"Good."
"What?"
"Good." He repeated. "I have to talk to him anyway, so I don't mind if he does or not."
"Oookay— well we can go now if ya want?"
"Alright." He nodded, closing the now empty box and disposing of it into the open dumpster below them. "Let me know when you're ready."
"Bet," He scarfed down his last slice and nodded, being helped to his feet by Donnie.
"Can't wait for him to learn a few things!" He joked.
"Uh oh, what are ya gonna do?" Casey questioned.
"Well, first I'm going to have a talk with him about his parenting, then, I'm gonna teach him a few things about how to get better. After that I'm unsure." He shrugged.
"Alright but that means I get to introduce you then."
"Fair enough. I'll be coming in through the window for obvious reasons. Just let me know when to enter."

"Okay, but can I also ride on your back?"
"Again?"
"Pleeeeaaase??" He clasped his hands together, pouting.
"Fine. Just be careful."
"I know, your shell and all."
"Oh no I don't care about that, I'm talking about you holding on because I'm taking the roofs."
"OhwoaH—!" He felt himself be thrown into the terrapins back, then, as he managed to wrap his legs around the turtles waste and his arms around his neck, they took off.
"Woah dude chill! I'm gonna get whiplash!"
"Not possible, hun. I'm not going nearly fast enough and your head is pushed against my shell, you are fine. Little mister drama queen."
"Rude!"
"I think you know what I'm gonna say to that."
"Yeah, yeah. 'I know'."
"That, and the fact that you chose to date me." He snickered, making his way towards the large apartment building a few blocks down.

"That too. Oh well, also, I'm on the fifth floor. If ya didn't know."
"Yep, the apartment right above April's. I remember."
"Alright, just makin' sure."
"Do you take me for a Leo? My memory isn't that bad."
"Heh, well usually I have to remind y'all because mister 'Fearless Captain O'ryan' tends to forget and go to April's."
"Ah, understandable."
"Mhm. Oh, damn that was quick." He looked over at the building in front of them.
"Yep. It's not that far of a run."
"Yeah, yeah, alright. I'm gonna go in through the front door so pops doesn't get pissed. He hates when I go through the window."
"Okay, be safe."
"It's just me walking into my apartment!"
"Yes, yes, but you tend to find any way to end up hurt that you unintentionally can."

"Fair point. Alright, see ya in a sec." He grinned, hopping down the building's fire escape and walking towards the apartment complex.
Donnie waited until he was inside before hopping down as well, running into the alleyway and climbing the fire escape up to the fifth floor apartment closest.
Coincidentally, it was Casey's. And as soon as he made it, Casey walked in through the door.
He watched as Casey strolled in, saying something and closing the door with a scowl. What's wrong? Is he angry at his father? He thought, watching as the father turned his head to glare at Jones from the recliner.
The man seemed to have a basic white tank top, stained with all sorts of things that Donnie assumed was beer and other drinks from how many cans that were littered around the brown leather chair. He also had on a pair of ugly slack-type shorts and some white socks.
Donnie kept a close eye on the two, just to make sure nothing happened.

Sure enough, something happened.

Casey seemed to get pissed, and screamed something at the man.
His father didn't like that, and sat up to stand. When he made it to his feet he walked over to Casey, glaring at him and raising his hand to the side.
Casey stood his ground, yelling something Donnie couldn't quite hear before suddenly falling against the wall. He rubbed his cheek, brows furrowed as a sign of pain and frustration.
The man stepped back, hand now lowered as a sign he had done it.
He. . He slapped him— He fucking slapped him— Oh that is IT— Donnie swung open the window, climbing in and scowling. "Alright, sir. I highly suggest you step away from him immediately."
The father turned to him, face shifting into one of fear and confusion. "What the hell are you? A frog?"
"What is up with everyone and thinking I'm a frog?" Donnie thought aloud, rolling his eyes.