This story is a series of one-shots and drabbles of the turtles and their friends. In this one, the guys are six. Please enjoy and review!

Leonardo darts out of his cozy bed and down the hall, into his little brothers room; seeking no more than comfort. The monsters from his unsettling dream chase him the whole way to his brothers room. Leo tugged on the red sheets of his brothers bed. "Raph! Raph, wake up!" He shook his little brother lightly.

Raphael responded to the rude awakening by opening his left eye lid, looking at Leonardo carefully before shutting it again. "What d'ya want?" The T at the end of 'want' is practically silent. Already at the age of 6, Raphael was developing his Brooklyn accent, something that will one day be a unique trait that none of his brothers will receive.

"I had another nightmare." Leonardo states, still shaking his brother. All the blue banded tot wanted was to be in the safety of his brothers warm embrace. Course, Raphael wanted all but that.

"Go bug Don!" Raphael pushed his brother away from the bed and turned over, his back now facing Leonardo.

This was the third time this week that Raphael has been confronted in the midst of the night about a nightmare occurring in the depths of Leo's mind. The same dream would play and then Leonardo would rush to Raphael. It confused Raph as to why his big brother would come to him instead of their father or Donatello or Michelangelo.

The dream has returned at least 10 times in the past 3 weeks. Sometimes it plays twice in one night. Always, though, the same dream.

In the dream, Leonardo has to watch his brothers get torn apart to bits and pieces by a tall man with blades on his knuckles, sharp weapons greatly feared by a six year old child. His face is covered by a metal mask, along with the rest of his body. Leo doesn't know who this man is, our where he came from.

"No, Raph! I wanna stay in here. Can I please stay with you? Please?" Leonardo's tone of voice is begging, a sense of pleading that doesn't often come from the eldest brother.

Raphael turns back around, his emerald green eyes meeting Leonardo's desperate face. "Please." He whispers. That did it. He won. Raphael caved in.

"Ugh! Fine. Let's go get ya somethin' ta drink." Raphael tossed his covers off of himself and jumped off of his bed. He landed down on the floor and grabbed Leo by the wrist, guiding him to the kitchen as to not get him lost. Leonardo's body is still trembling in fear from the repeating dream, remembering every little detail.

As they made their way to the kitchen, Leonardo flinched at every little noise. At the age of six you sometimes can't tell the difference between dream and reality. Sometimes dream is a reality, and sometimes reality is a dream.

Raphael leaves his brother to sit on one of the stools at the island as he fixes up a glass of cloud water. The red banded child stood on his tippy toes and then jumped up onto the counter. After regaining his balance, he stood up and grabbed a cup from the cupboard. He then jumped off of the counter and stood on the very tips of his toes as he filled the tall grey cup with ice cold water. After filling the cup 3/4 of the way, Raphael turned off the faucet and brought the cool refreshment to his big brother. In these moments, it's pretty surprising that Leo is older than Raph; though, any of the brothers would do everything in their 6-year-old power to help any one of them, no matter their age in formation.

Leonardo accepts the beverage gratefully, taking a large sip before walking back to Raphael's room with his brother. Raph walks a couple steps behind Leo, watching him intently as he walks carefully to the bedroom. Raphael cares for his brother deeply, and lack of sleep is a small price to pay for making his brother feel safer.

Leonardo sets the cup on Raphael's bed side table and gets up into the bed, laying down under the comforter, making himself comfortable. Raph walks over and climbs into the space next to his big brother. Leonardo's head rests on one pillow while Raphael's rests on another.

Raph sits up and turns off his bedroom lamp. "Night." He whispers before laying back down.

In the darkness, Leonardo looks up at the ceiling. "Thanks, Raph." Raphael smiles at the thank you. "Anytime big brother, anytime."

The brothers drift off into a peaceful sleep. No monsters stood a chance against the comfort the brothers provided for each other. No matter who the man from Leonardo's unsettling dream was, he would never be able to break the brotherly bond held between the two turtles.

This was just something that I thought of late last night and thought I'd put into words. Please leave a review or fav or follow this. If you have any ideas for future drabbles or one-shots, leave a review or pm. Thanks for reading and have a nice week! ;)

-RaphSai03