A/N: Alright, so I'm trying out this whole drabble thing. This one is a bit longer but it's starting the whole thing out. Please feel free to send me prompts and requests! I'll post as the plot bunnies bite me!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Seriously…I don't own anything. Well, I own my car; Darla. She's the only thing I own free and clear.

"MIKEY!" A voice bellowed from above.

Michelangelo was currently sprawled on the couch watching one of his favorite horror movies, Klunk snoozing happily on his chest. His head snapped up when he heard his name being yelled. He quickly went through the list of things he had done that day; trying to figure out why Raphael would be so furious with him. He couldn't think of anything. It had actually been a pretty unproductive day for him. Pounding footsteps could be heard descending the stairs. Mikey got to his feet, Klunk meowing in protest.

"Sorry Klunk, but daddy's in trouble and he's not exactly sure why!" Mikey whispered to the cat. Klunk merely looked annoyed and trotted off into the kitchen.

"Mikey." Raph fumed as he hit the bottom stair and stared furiously at his youngest brother.

Mike gulped. "Uh…hey bro! What's up?" He tried for an easy smile.

Raph was breathing heavily and took a predatory step forward. Michelangelo instinctively taking a step back.

"Yer dead." He stated before lunging for Michelangelo. Mikey shrieked and dodged out of the way just in time. He booked it towards the kitchen, trying to get something in between him and his very angry brother.

"C'MERE!" Raphael bellowed as he chased after Mikey.

"What did I do?" Mike cried, leaving the kitchen and booking it back towards the living room.

"TWO WORDS: MY BIKE!" He bellowed.

Michelangelo didn't stop running as he felt his stomach drop. How had Raph found out about his little joy ride?! He had left the bike in pristine condition! It stood in the exact same spot as Mikey had found it! There was no way he could've known—

Donnie.

Donnie had ratted him out, that was the only explanation. The genius turtle had caught Michelangelo putting the bike back and threatened to go to Raphael immediately but Mikey had pulled out precious blackmail material and Don had shut up; promising not to say a word.

Apparently threatening to show the picture of Donatello sucking his thumb in his sleep to everyone they knew wasn't good enough to make the genius keep his friggin' mouth shut.

"Raph I put it back exactly how you left it I swear!" Mike cried.

"YA FORGOT THE TO PUT UP THE KICKSTAND YA FREAK! MY BIKE IS ALL SCRATCHED TO HELL NOW!" Raphael thundered as he got close enough to almost touch Michelangelo. He swiped at Mikey but his orange banded brother was just too quick and he evaded the grab.

"What's going on in here?" Leonardo demanded as he walked into the living room from the dojo. He was practicing a Kata and was interrupted by the loud roars of the second oldest. Leo saw that Raphael was chasing Michelangelo all around the living room, his youngest brother lithely dodging every swipe Raphael made at him.

"DONNIE THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Michelangelo shouted as he barely dodged Raph's hand. The purple banded turtle had appeared and looked rather sheepish as he peered over the door to his lab.

"Sorry Mikey." Donatello called and then ducked behind his door as Mikey aimed a smack to his head as he ran by, Raph right on his heels. Leonardo made his way to his genius brother and crossed his arms over his chest, raising a brow. Donnie sighed and came out of the room completely.

"Mikey took a little joy ride on Raph's bike earlier while Raph was out with Casey. I found him but he threatened to show that picture of me suck—Uh…he had some rather embarrassing blackmail on me and I promised not to say anything." Don explained. Leo said nothing as he waited for his brother to continue.

"I guess Mikey forgot to put up the kickstand properly and Raph's bike fell and got scratched a little. Raph asked me what happened and I…well…I sung like a bird."

"Why?" Leo asked, amused.

Donnie winced and rubbed his arm. "Raphael was a bit more…persuading."

Leo tried his hardest not to smile.

All of a sudden there was a thump and Mike released a girlish scream. Leo and Don looked over and saw Raph straddling Mike, pushing his head into the floor. Leo clapped a hand on Donnie's shell as Donnie suppressed a shiver.

"Glad I'm not Mikey right now." Don commented.

Leo chuckled as Raphael smushed Mikey's face harder into the floor, Mike's tongue sticking out comically as he flailed his arms and legs.

There was never a dull moment in the lair.