Raphael gets caught smoking by Splinter. Short fun fic

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Raphael sat alone in the lair. Splinter had taken Don and Mike out for a training session. Leonardo had stepped out to go to a movie. It wasn't often that Raph had the lair to himself so he was making the most out of it.

The mutant turtle was sitting on the couch watching a gory horror movie with a cigarette in hand. He had started smoking a few weeks earlier. He had found a half empty pack in a trash can and had taken them.

He'd heard of smoking from watching tv. A lot of people on tv smoked but there were lots of programs on tv that said smoking wasn't bad. Raph didn't see anything wrong with just playing at it. They tasted good.

He brought the cigarette up to his lips and pulled in. The smoke tasted wonderful as he took it in. He held it in as long as he could before he let it blow out. He knocked the ashes into a cup that sat on the coffee table.

Raph was so into his movie that he didn't see Leo enter the lair. He quickly put the cigarette out and hide it into the cup.

"I thought you went to the movies," Raph said quickly.

"Nothing good was playing," Leonardo said hanging up his jacket. He sniffed the air. "Is that smoke?"

"I don't know," Raphael said turning his attention to the tv. "I don't smell anything."

"I smell something," Leo said walking over to him.

Leo knelt down and picked up the cup. He shook his head at the site of the butt. He sat the cup back down.

"Hey," he said shrugging. "You're thing. Of course you know it is only a matter of time before Splinter finds out. You know nothing gets past him."

"Beat it Leo," Raph said scowling at his older brother.

Leo just shook his head walking to his bedroom. He really wondered why Raph was so cocky.

The red clad turtle settled back in to finish watching his movie. He quickly feel asleep without realizing it in the comfortable position.

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"Wake up my son," Splinter's voice came.

Raph groaned opening his eyes. He looked around the dark and quiet lair. Only Splinter seemed to be awake and about.

"Hi Master Splinter," Raph said with a yawn. "You guys just getting back?"

"Yes," the rat answered cleaning up the mess Raph had made on the coffee table. "Everyone else is bed. I thought you would be more comfortable in bed."

Raph nodded and pulled himself up from the coffee. He remembered his butt and went to grab the cup it was in. To his surprise Splinter had already picked it up.

He cast a worried look in Splinter's direction. The rat was throwing away the empty chip bags. He picked up the cup and looked into it. He pulled out the cigarette butt and looked at it with a confused look.

"Is this yours?" He asked turning his attention to his son.

"Yes," Raph said looking down at feet.

"Don't use glasses," he said putting the butt in the trash and the cup in the sink. "It isn't good for the glasses."

Raph looked up at his father with a confused look.

"Aren't you angry?" he asked.

"Not angry," Splinter said walking back to the son. "I understand but I am disappointed. I know you are a teenager and you are rebelling but smoking is very bad for you. It might not bother you for a long time but it will catch up with you."

"I know," Raph said sighed. "I won't do it anymore."

"I don't want you to stop because I told you stop," the rat said. "I want you to stop because you want to. Now off to bed. It is late."

Raph nodded, wished Splinter a goodnight,and then walked down to his bedroom. He sat down on his bed and reached down under his bed. He pulled out an almost empty pack of cigarettes.

"Splinter is right," he said looking at the two remaining cigarettes. "These things are trouble but..."

He shook his head and tossed the pack into the trash. For once in his life he was going to do the right thing without being told to. He flicked off his light and went to sleep.

THE END