( Hysterics and dramatics rattle off like verbal fireworks as the personification of Danny's legacy lets him unravel. Forget the story. )
And I thought Della was dramatic. First, Hope Mikaelson will live. You're right about one thing, this isn't real. She could do well with an improv class or two, but other than that, her destiny is not intertwined with yours.
Second, go to Colony? Why you have it in your mind that everything we are, everything you are is as simple as, Sierra's, or the Colony's, or yours. Well, you're right about one more. We? All of this. Not her. But, this. It is yours. And magic is imperfection. It is not precise. Perhaps, it's that pressure you're putting on yourself that made a muck of all of this in the first place. That, and your well-meaning motley crew. And the magic a Tribrid carries. The investment Sierra Harper made. As shaky as you were, that top off didn't help things. Did she say she was helping?
[He deflates some but at the same time ... he's a heavily traumatized teenager. He's designed to be dramatic. But at the same time, he hasn't really allowed himself to just unload about this, so in some ways, oddly enough, he feels better? But also a little sheepish.
One hand comes up to rub the back of his neck.]
I think her definition of helping isn't really the same as other people's.
[He glances back at Hope, before turning back to Frieda.]
But, your friends are only as good as your conviction. This, this is what we need. Nobody knows what they're doing. Nobody, Danny. But, try. You have to try. And feel. Magic may be messy but it is messier if you hold everything in. Why it has to be, going back or staying or taking us or not, when, really, we are with you all along. It isn't anyone else's. We. Are yours.
[His head falls a bit, because it's never really felt like his, just big shoes he's not sure he's ready to fill. But he swallows hard and squares his shoulders, trying to do better at accepting it rather than fighting it.]
They're in you, too. And they're not going anywhere. Remember where you come from and, remember, you don't need to know where you're going.
( "Frieda" comes forward, holding her arms out. Once he embraces her, everything goes white and everyone is back on the roof, including Hope, Lizzie, Josie cross-legged but back from her astral projection, Bonnie, and Isaac - the sheep.
"I will be sure to work on our new relationship" Elijah says, frustration increasing. "But, in the meantime, put Hope on the phone or the next call I make will be to her father, or Josie to her mother, or father, SHE can choose.")
[Danny wraps his arms around her and holds on tight, letting the wall of white wash over him until everything fades away and they're back on the roof again. Josie shoots up into a sitting position, and turns, blinking as everything seems to be back to normal ... except for Isaac.
He's still a sheep. He hates everything.
But before anyone can say anything Alice is stepping forward, pressing a phone into Hope's hand.]
Be sure that you do. Oh, look. Here's Hope. Nice meeting you, Elijah.
[Alice flashes her an apologetic look before stepping back to let Hope handle her uncle.]
"Danny," Bonnie, says, throwing her arms around him. Getting her fill, she looks around them noticing they are -1 werewolf but +1 sheep. She... doesn't want to ask.
[Danny takes the hug gratefully, not really sure what else to say at the moment, but lets his attention be drawn to the sheep in question while Josie cheerfully perks up from her seated position on the roof.]
Oh, that's Isaac. I guess whatever was done to him isn't going to just wear off right away.
[Isaac the sheep finds this very unfair and lets out a frustrated bleat to say as much.]
( Give her a second to adjust to that, as Hope finishes her call with her uncle.
"Elijah's not coming. I think he barely bought what I said, but apparently, Alice really drove it home. You're lucky neither of my parents cares I drink," Hope says. )
We Earps are very skilled at bullshit. You're welcome.
[But after making sure that, aside from the sheep, everyone is all in one piece, Danny takes Bonnie's arm gently, pulling her back to the side as he reaches into his pocket.
It was ... I don't know. Some kind of spirit quest.
[He's not sure he really wants to talk about it, so he keeps his eye on the prize, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the ring Sierra gave him.]
Sierra said this would help with your magic. But her definition of help isn't most people's so while I wouldn't trust it, it might give you a place to start.
[He knows Bonnie has more than just him to worry about, and he doesn't want to keep her from the people who are important to her. But he would feel a lot better if she did.]
No pressure, or rush. It'll probably take Isaac some time to actually be able to speak again anyhow.
[There's a bleat from the sheep that indicates he heard that.]
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And I thought Della was dramatic. First, Hope Mikaelson will live. You're right about one thing, this isn't real. She could do well with an improv class or two, but other than that, her destiny is not intertwined with yours.
Second, go to Colony? Why you have it in your mind that everything we are, everything you are is as simple as, Sierra's, or the Colony's, or yours. Well, you're right about one more. We? All of this. Not her. But, this. It is yours. And magic is imperfection. It is not precise. Perhaps, it's that pressure you're putting on yourself that made a muck of all of this in the first place. That, and your well-meaning motley crew. And the magic a Tribrid carries. The investment Sierra Harper made. As shaky as you were, that top off didn't help things. Did she say she was helping?
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One hand comes up to rub the back of his neck.]
I think her definition of helping isn't really the same as other people's.
[He glances back at Hope, before turning back to Frieda.]
My friends were actually trying to help though.
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( Her sympathy sets in. )
But, your friends are only as good as your conviction. This, this is what we need. Nobody knows what they're doing. Nobody, Danny. But, try. You have to try. And feel. Magic may be messy but it is messier if you hold everything in. Why it has to be, going back or staying or taking us or not, when, really, we are with you all along. It isn't anyone else's. We. Are yours.
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Okay. Okay, I'll try and remember that.
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( You said it yourself, you don't know yourself. You're still learning and growing. )
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I miss you so much.
[He knows she's not real, but he needs to say it. At least once.]
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( "Frieda" comes forward, holding her arms out. Once he embraces her, everything goes white and everyone is back on the roof, including Hope, Lizzie, Josie cross-legged but back from her astral projection, Bonnie, and Isaac - the sheep.
"I will be sure to work on our new relationship" Elijah says, frustration increasing. "But, in the meantime, put Hope on the phone or the next call I make will be to her father, or Josie to her mother, or father, SHE can choose." )
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He's still a sheep. He hates everything.
But before anyone can say anything Alice is stepping forward, pressing a phone into Hope's hand.]
Be sure that you do. Oh, look. Here's Hope. Nice meeting you, Elijah.
[Alice flashes her an apologetic look before stepping back to let Hope handle her uncle.]
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"Danny," Bonnie, says, throwing her arms around him. Getting her fill, she looks around them noticing they are -1 werewolf but +1 sheep. She... doesn't want to ask.
"Lizzie, why is there a sheep with you?" )
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Oh, that's Isaac. I guess whatever was done to him isn't going to just wear off right away.
[Isaac the sheep finds this very unfair and lets out a frustrated bleat to say as much.]
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( Give her a second to adjust to that, as Hope finishes her call with her uncle.
"Elijah's not coming. I think he barely bought what I said, but apparently, Alice really drove it home. You're lucky neither of my parents cares I drink," Hope says. )
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[But after making sure that, aside from the sheep, everyone is all in one piece, Danny takes Bonnie's arm gently, pulling her back to the side as he reaches into his pocket.
"There's something I forgot to give you."]
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You don't need to give me anything. What happened?
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[He's not sure he really wants to talk about it, so he keeps his eye on the prize, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the ring Sierra gave him.]
Sierra said this would help with your magic. But her definition of help isn't most people's so while I wouldn't trust it, it might give you a place to start.
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You've done a lot for me in these past few months. I don't know if I've ever really said it, but thank you.
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( Hopefully, he feels the same way. She knows he's lost everything, a lot like she has, but she will still be there. )
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I'm going to have to go back to London now. Actually do the job.
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( She can discuss it with Isaac, he is one boy, but Danny means something more. Danny is family. )
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[He knows Bonnie has more than just him to worry about, and he doesn't want to keep her from the people who are important to her. But he would feel a lot better if she did.]
No pressure, or rush. It'll probably take Isaac some time to actually be able to speak again anyhow.
[There's a bleat from the sheep that indicates he heard that.]
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( For now. Because, Isaac. )