How are we the same person?

Storms

Being courageous isn't the same as being fearless. Anyone can be startled. For Link, it was loud noises, and always has been since he was young. Storms in particular wasn't as startling as a plate shattering. You don't know when a plate will suddenly slip and shatter, but you can tell approximately when there will be thunder; always after lightning. So there was a few seconds to brace himself before the loud noise.

Red and Blue crouched in front of the window, noses pressed up against the cool glass pane. They waited in silence, rising anticipation for the next flash. Waiting... waiting... waiting...

Waiting... waiti- There! Dim flashing lights projected shadows across the thick clouds.

One, two, three, four. Rumbling bellowed from the sky about a mile away. Blue tighted his hold on the window sill and gave a guttural growl back, Red followed with little delay. It was a trick they learned from their father when they were young, every five seconds between lightning and thunder is a mile from your location and the strike. They could use this time to prepare themselves.

As for growling, well, storms seemed like a large invisible beast. Ominous, like something bad was coming. The atmospheric pressure Link felt in his head was mistaken for the presence of some monster. When he came crying to his dad for comfort, the man came up with the story that the "monster" was afraid of loud noises as well, so it yelled louder than anything else. Using this story, he encouraged his son to do the same whenever there was a storm to scare away the monster and to ease his fears. Although, he wasn't planing on the headache from a screaming child.

Rain trickled off the roof, splashing into puddles that pooled on the ground. Lights of the town illuminated in a soft glow over the tree line, a contrast to the arboreal silhouettes. Reds warm breath fogged the glass in front of his face. Getting an idea, he breathed on the glass to make a foggy canvas, he then used his finger to make a crude trace of a fairy. It wasn't the perfect circle, more like a jagged oval pretending to be a circle, with triangular horns instead of wings.

Blue glances over to see the other distracted. He took the role of lookout, turning his full attention to the sky, eyes peeled for any- a bolt of lightning flashed from the clouds, disappearing behind the trees. Blue shook the others shoulder and counted under his breath for them to hear. One, two, three- roaring thunder seared the air, attacking their ears. Blue roared back, matching the volume. Red followed suit, quieter so as not to annoy neighbors. The neighbor in question was Vio in the study room next door, who knocked through the wall to signal them to quiet down.

When Link first split, they quickly realized they were parts of a single person, and not just clones. For some reason, the "yelling at storms" skipped over Vio entirely. Instead, the purple hero observed them intensely, much like being in a deep trance. They timed him once, 2 hours and 17 minutes sitting in silence, doing nothing but looking out the window. Green thinks he might've stayed longer if dinner wasn't called, disrupting their experiment.

Another flash, this time closer-

BBBOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"

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Its been raining all day today.

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