My first story! Yay!
Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT. If I did, I would be using a waaaaay better word processor.
Anger Management
Raph sat on the rooftop glowering over the city. He could see Leo off to one side, watching him expectantly.
"What did I do to deserve this again?" he asked petulantly, glaring at his slightly smirking leader.
"Just do it, Raph."
"No."
"You promised."
"No, I didn't. I promised to come up here to learn to control my temper. I did not promise to do this!"
Leo cocked his head to one side. "This will help you control your temper. I mean it. Every time you get mad, you do this and you will automatically feel less angry. Come on, Raph. One more slug-fest with Mikey and I'll let Donatello try some of his...relaxing...ideas on you."
Raph shuddered. Donatello's idea of helping him 'relax' involved way too many needles full of things Raphael didn't even want to know the names of.
He grunted. Shifted his feet a little. "You sure this'll work?"
Leo smiled. "Yes. You are angry right now. Do it."
Raph squinted suspiciously at his brother. Leonardo's face was a picture of concern and helpfulness, but he couldn't shake the feeling that his brother was enjoying this a bit too much.
"Fine." He took a deep breath. Then another. Leo watched him patiently. He glared for a moment, then sucked in another lungful of air, before starting in a rough, uneven voice, "I feel pretty...oh so pretty...I feel pretty and witty and gay...and I pity...any girl who isn't me today..."
Leo's descent into uncontrollable laughter was it for Raphael. With a roar, he launched himself at his brother. Mikey wasn't the only one who would be sporting bruises today...