When it rains.
Random bit to try to get my mogo back.
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"When it rains- It pours. When it pours we get wet-We get wet and YOU get sick." Raph stated, arms crossed and eyes set. Mikey pouted hands still holding out the umbrella and rain jacket for his brother. They were both a shiney red, Mikey's, which were already on, was a birght yellow decorated with ducks in orange rain gear.
He looked like a child ready for a wet walk to school, not stealthy ninja of the night.
" Please?" He tried. Eyes shined brightly, swaying with more force then the ocean as he stared down his brother, hoping to break his defences. Raph didn't bugde. His eyes narrowed, daring Mikey to challenge him but...
" Raphie hurry!" The lil tot in orange yelled, trying but failing to keep his umbrella up in the harsh winds. They'd snuck out to see the storm, just peak at its wonders. However a peak turned into a glance, glance into staring and then they were climbing ladders and standing in the full force of one of New Yorks worst storms.
Lightining flash and he caught sight of Red. Raph ran to him, threw the umbrella from his hands. Mikey yelped, trying to grab it as it flew away.
" Raph-"
" You want to get hurt? Fly away on me?" Raph congered a small glare, effective for his age. The youngest shook his head, huddling into his brother, sniffling. Small hands curled around those shivering shoulders.
" Let's go home" Raph said, grabbing the youngest and hauled him quickly down the ladder and, after some difficulty with the grate, into the sewer and on their way home.
Wet feet slapped the ground loudly, sniffles and small coughs echoing throught the tunnels. " Raph?"
" What?" He didn't turn just kept walking, his hands holding his brother's soaking wet arm, not ready to let him loose and hurt himself.
" Thanks"
Raph remember it clearly, remember the smile he'd placed on the youngest lips just because he'd taken him into that storm. But he also remembered Mikey sick for a two weeks and himself being grounded for sneaking out. Ya, cause it was his fault.
"Fine ya Knucklehead." Raph grumbled, grabbing the jacket and heading for the exit. He didn't have to turn his head to see the smile on Mikey's face.
Hours later, soaking wet, but happy turtles came back through the door. Turning and stripping of his gear, Raph sighed. He grabbed the towels set by the door, reminding himself to thank Don later when he heard the inevitable sound of a sneeze..
" Never. Again."
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I'm haven't been motivated to write in a while so I tried to write SOMETHING. I dunno. Good? It was just random XD. Reviews are always good, motivate me and all. ^_^