When I Paint My Masterpiece
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Title: When I Paint My Masterpiece
Fandom: Dark
Characters: Mikkel, Ines, Hannah
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers all the way through
Summary: For prompt 84, drawing. Mikkel uses his art to keep his memories of the Nielsen family alive.
For Mikkel, drawing was his way of keeping his memories alive.
Ines didn’t like it if he ever talked about the life he’d left behind in 2019, with Ulrich and Katharina, Magnus and Martha, and a part of him understood why, but at the same time, Mikkel didn’t want to lose those memories of his original family. So he’d draw variations on the themes of those he used to draw as a younger child which Katharina had kept on the fridge door for ages, a family group, Ulrich and Katharina, Magnus, Martha and Mikkel. He just didn’t show them to Ines; he’d show her pictures like ones he’d drawn of her, the one he’d drawn of Hannah Kruger when they first got together, or the one of Sloth from the Goonies (since Ines had never watched that, she wasn’t familiar with the character, but still found it a relief that Mikkel was drawing a fictional character rather than anything to do with his original family).
He did show Ines a picture he’d drawn of Harry Houdini, although she thought that was for some school project; although he didn’t talk about him in this house, Mikkel still chose to maintain that interest as a way of holding on to another tie to his life with the Nielsen family. For a long time, he’d looked at his bedroom wall when he’d woken up, expecting to see his The Great Mikkel Houdini picture on there, then the truth would slowly dawn on him once more.
He’d drawn one of a youth wearing a yellow raincoat, although the youth’s face was obscured; this was Mikkel’s way of dealing with his feelings towards Jonas, once his favourite of his siblings’ friends who was always there for an ultimate fist bump, now the person who had led him through the caves back in time to 1986. No matter how he tried, Mikkel could never understand why Jonas would have led him away from his life; sometimes he thought it must have been some kind of accident and Jonas had had no idea what was going to happen, other times he was convinced Jonas had done it deliberately for some reason Mikkel would never understand. Eventually, in a moment of anger, Mikkel had ripped that drawing up into pieces.
Sometimes he’d drawn the caves, still thinking that one day he would try and go back through them and see if he could find his way back to 2019 that way, yet he’d stopped planning on that after variations on the theme of a recurring nightmare where he’d go back into the caves only to come face to face with a velociraptor and realise he’d gone back to prehistoric times, or keep wandering through the caves and never arriving anywhere at all, or whichever way he went, he would always end up stuck in 1986. Then had come the day when Ulrich had turned up at his house. For that one moment, when his father had returned to him, Mikkel had allowed himself to believe that the nightmare was over, that he could finally return to the life where he was Mikkel Nielsen and not Michael Kahnwald, to his friends, to his mother, only for Ulrich to be taken away from him, back to that ward once more, and Mikkel was returned to the life he’d spent months desperate to escape.
After that, Mikkel had given up hope, kept up the hobby but found it easier to draw anything that didn’t relate to his past life; the chalet Ines had taken him to for a holiday, more movie characters, animals, Hannah. Until the day came when he heard the announcement of his own birth, became more and more aware of his younger self’s existence as Hannah and Jonas were close to the Nielsens, knew that November 2019 was drawing ever closer, and found himself drawing the caves once more.
Fandom: Dark
Characters: Mikkel, Ines, Hannah
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers all the way through
Summary: For prompt 84, drawing. Mikkel uses his art to keep his memories of the Nielsen family alive.
For Mikkel, drawing was his way of keeping his memories alive.
Ines didn’t like it if he ever talked about the life he’d left behind in 2019, with Ulrich and Katharina, Magnus and Martha, and a part of him understood why, but at the same time, Mikkel didn’t want to lose those memories of his original family. So he’d draw variations on the themes of those he used to draw as a younger child which Katharina had kept on the fridge door for ages, a family group, Ulrich and Katharina, Magnus, Martha and Mikkel. He just didn’t show them to Ines; he’d show her pictures like ones he’d drawn of her, the one he’d drawn of Hannah Kruger when they first got together, or the one of Sloth from the Goonies (since Ines had never watched that, she wasn’t familiar with the character, but still found it a relief that Mikkel was drawing a fictional character rather than anything to do with his original family).
He did show Ines a picture he’d drawn of Harry Houdini, although she thought that was for some school project; although he didn’t talk about him in this house, Mikkel still chose to maintain that interest as a way of holding on to another tie to his life with the Nielsen family. For a long time, he’d looked at his bedroom wall when he’d woken up, expecting to see his The Great Mikkel Houdini picture on there, then the truth would slowly dawn on him once more.
He’d drawn one of a youth wearing a yellow raincoat, although the youth’s face was obscured; this was Mikkel’s way of dealing with his feelings towards Jonas, once his favourite of his siblings’ friends who was always there for an ultimate fist bump, now the person who had led him through the caves back in time to 1986. No matter how he tried, Mikkel could never understand why Jonas would have led him away from his life; sometimes he thought it must have been some kind of accident and Jonas had had no idea what was going to happen, other times he was convinced Jonas had done it deliberately for some reason Mikkel would never understand. Eventually, in a moment of anger, Mikkel had ripped that drawing up into pieces.
Sometimes he’d drawn the caves, still thinking that one day he would try and go back through them and see if he could find his way back to 2019 that way, yet he’d stopped planning on that after variations on the theme of a recurring nightmare where he’d go back into the caves only to come face to face with a velociraptor and realise he’d gone back to prehistoric times, or keep wandering through the caves and never arriving anywhere at all, or whichever way he went, he would always end up stuck in 1986. Then had come the day when Ulrich had turned up at his house. For that one moment, when his father had returned to him, Mikkel had allowed himself to believe that the nightmare was over, that he could finally return to the life where he was Mikkel Nielsen and not Michael Kahnwald, to his friends, to his mother, only for Ulrich to be taken away from him, back to that ward once more, and Mikkel was returned to the life he’d spent months desperate to escape.
After that, Mikkel had given up hope, kept up the hobby but found it easier to draw anything that didn’t relate to his past life; the chalet Ines had taken him to for a holiday, more movie characters, animals, Hannah. Until the day came when he heard the announcement of his own birth, became more and more aware of his younger self’s existence as Hannah and Jonas were close to the Nielsens, knew that November 2019 was drawing ever closer, and found himself drawing the caves once more.