MAH FIRST FORAY INTO THE TMNT WORLD (Fanfiction edition)! *cackles so maniacally she falls over in an embarrassing manner involving bobby pins, chao, and the FANGIRL FORCE!* You didn't see that. *dusts self off* Anyway... the totally wonderful and amazing xxruthlessxx read this for me to see if Raphie-boy was in character. Go read her stories, do it NAO! She could seriously be a writer from the show.

The look on Master Splinter's face would be almost comical... If we were allowed to laugh at such characters as him. In our perfect world, we can, but in their world, separated only by a wall, four turtles do not have this luxury. Of course, one is too busy laughing at his red-masked brother while the one in red is too enraged to notice anything else. "Leonardo, Donatello, perhaps it would be wise to retreat to the kitchen for awhile, my sons."

"Yes, Master Splinter. I don't even want to know where Mikey got that pink paint and those monster toys..." Leo remained silent, but was mentally making bets with his conscience about how long it'd be before Mikey realized he really shouldn't have added the eyeshadow, and that Raph was going to be mad at him for... well... AWHILE.

True to Leo's predictions, (A/N: He just has to be right in every way, doesn't he? CURSE YOUR PERFECTION, LEO! *shakes fist*) Raph was way past boiling point with this little prank. It had been a few days now, and Raph hadn't spoken a word to his little brother, only ever venting frustrations on the punching bag. Nothing creeped Mikey out more than his pranks being ignored. Honestly, Raph should have at least reacted to the Shredder outfit he had woken up in!

Mikey was truly getting scared now, but the others couldn't help him. Raph refused to talk about anything that was related to Mikey, and that was that. Perhaps our fun-lovin' turle should have left out the sparkly tutu, as well as the eyeshadow? After the fifth day of this (Mikey was desperately trying to get Raph's attention), Splinter dropped a bombshell on them. No, not all of them... Just the warring two. "My sons, Leonardo and Donatello are going to Japan with me for a month. I expect you to have mended your ties before then." Raph's jaw tightened, and Mikey's jaw had dropped (A/N: NOT a pleasant sight. Sorry Mikey, but chewed up pizza with odd toppings isn't pleasant to see, even when it's YOUR chewed up pizza with odd toppings.)

"Masta Splinter, couldn't ya leave one of them behind and take Michelangelo?" Ouch. Raph only said his full name when he was well and truly pissed off. But at least he was acknowledging Mike's presence again. Even if he was probably barely restraining himself from tearing Mike to pieces.

"No, my son. If I did, you wouldn't have the opportunity to 'make up' with Michelangelo." Raph glared at the table, and Mike felt his heart sink. If Raph didn't start acknowledging him more... It was gonna be a miserable month.

Master Splinter and their two brothers had been gone for only an hour, and Mikey was missing them desperately. Three of the four figures he looked up to were taking a vacation, and the fourth was extremely angry at him for a stupid prank he should have known not to pull. Feeling thoroughly depressed, a feeling which would probably pass faster than it should, he went and locked himself in Don's lab and sat in Don's swivel chair, drawing his knees up to his chest and burying his face in them. He was crying for awhile. When he had sufficiently emptied his body of tears, he looked around, missing Don's familiar presence. That was when he noticed a new machine sitting on a shelf. Understandably curious, he went to check it out.

Raph was reading a book April had loaned him called The Fellowship of the Ring, and was enjoying the fictional tale greatly when he heard a frightened noise from the lab. Instantly, it didn't matter that Mikey had pranked him. Mikey was scared and whoever was causing him to be scared was going to get seriously injured (Leo probably wouldn't appreciate it if he killed someone.)

The lab door was locked, typical. Because he was currently running on autopilot, he thought nothing of whipping out his sai and driving them into Don's high tech lock. Don would probably kill him for that, but he didn't have time to figure out Don's special new passcode.

Apparently, being stabbed was ample reason for the door to slide open and let him through. Once he was inside, he scanned for orange, and when he saw it, he nearly dropped his sai. Time seemed to stand still, as Raph processed what was in front of him. Mikey's arm was bleeding, there was a smashed machine on the floor, and Mikey was trying very hard not to cry. Oh yeah, and Mikey also happened to be a toddler.

As soon as Raph properly processed this, his sai were sheathed and he swiftly moved over to Mikey, who shrank away. Had his neglect been so bad that even toddler Mike knew of it on some level? "Hey, it's okay," he said softly, mind working harder than it usually did. (A/N: This is RAPH we're talking about! He ain't a genius like Don is! But he IS intelligent in his own ways, it's just that his brain ain't used to the situation he's dealing with.) Mike swallowed, then cautiously staggered upright, making a small noise as he put weight onto his cut arm, and staggered over to Raph. (What, did you expect us to call that zigzaggery, WALKING? No, no I must be misunderstanding something here.) As soon as Mikey was in his arms he swept him up and took him to the living room. "Stay here, Mike," Raph said gruffly before going back into Don's lab and grabbing the med kit. After he had it, he proceeded to take pieces of metal and glass out of his brother's arm. When he finished all the necessary stuff, he wrapped it up. "Be mo careful next time," he quietly scolded. "Are ya hungry?" he asked, curious to see if Mike's tot appetite was as good as he remembered. Mike nodded eagerly, and held his arms up. For a moment, Raph stared at him blankly, and just as Mikey looked like he was about to tear up, Raph remembered that this was toddler Mikey he was dealing with. Mike never passed up the opportunity to be carried. Sighing, Raph crouched and picked up his little brother, tucking him against his plastron as he walked over to the kitchen. It was going to be a looong month.

Raph had the worst realization that morning when he found Mikey only had a few teeth in his current state, and probably couldn't chew things like pizza. "Well damn," he muttered. They only had pizza, but perhaps next week he'd get rice and chicken for Mikey. Until then, he was going to have to do something he'd be teased about forever if anyone found out.

He took a bite of pizza, and sighed at Mikey's forlorn look. Mentally cringing, he started giving Mikey half chewed food, by transferring it from his mouth to his baby brother's mouth. (A/N: Literally.) Oh yes, if Mikey somehow found out about this, he'd be teased about how if he wanted to kiss someone, he should find someone other than his brothers to try it on. And April would end up misunderstanding and beating Raph over the head for taking advantage of a kid. Raph cringed, Casey would misunderstand that and take it to mean a lot more than just a simple kiss... In other words, he was screwed if this didn't remain a secret.

He hadn't noticed, but when he'd started looking worried, Mike had snuggled up against his plastron and hugged him. "Waphiel," he murmured, before promptly falling asleep, just a bit of tomato sauce dribbling out of his mouth. Raph couldn't help it, his gaze softened and he rubbed Mikey's shell gently, and a low, comforting, vibration (not quite a hum) started in his throat. Mikey relaxed even more, if that was possible, and his grin became much wider. Knowing his little brother, pizza was probably skipping through his dreams. As if to confirm this, Mikey said 'pizza', though it was a little garbled. That was when Raph remembered: Mikey hadn't spoken his first words until he was about one and a half... and his first word then had been pizza, not Raphael's name. He looked at his little brother thoughtfully, then shrugged. He supposed he really shouldn't be worrying. After all, he could argue that the rather unusual way of feeding his little brother was necessary.

Raph woke with a start, wondering when the heck he'd fallen asleep, and where Mikey was. The latter question was more easily answered than the first. Mikey had somehow got into the kitchen, and was busy tugging a pizza box towards the living room. Raph grinned and pretended he hadn't noticed before going back to the living room. If Mikey wanted to be fed in the living room, then so be it.

He really didn't expect Mikey to gently pry his mouth open and start feeding HIM half-chewed pizza. Probably not even fully half-chewed. However, he couldn't reject the treatment while Mikey was still on him, so he had to fight his gag reflex and swallow. When that was done and Mikey moved to do it again, Raph shook his head. "Nuh-uh, ya get way too much saliva mixed into it when ya give it ta me, Mikey," he said, grinning. Mikey didn't seem to care, as long as they were engaged in the highly affectionate display. While Raph fed Mikey, he wondered why exactly Don had a machine that turned people into toddlers. Perhaps he should call Donnie about that...

And so the first chapter of this ends, and with this end, we have established that Raphie-boy is just a big ol' softy underneath his shell. Literally. XD COME TO MAH ARMS RAPHIE-BOY!

Raph: What did I tell you about calling me that? *whips out his sai and chases her*

*screams* HE'S IN MAH HOUSE! STEALIN' MAH INTERWEBZ! *random army of golems crashes through a portal and sweeps Raph off into the TMNT world where he belongs*

Disclaimer: Hey look! For the TMNT world, I'm a chameleon! 8D

Do not think you can get to the cookie jar. It is guarded by motion sensors. THE COOKIES ARE MINE.

Mike: ...

Or you'll be subjected to Mikey's totally overboard prank involving all that was mentioned for it, as well as other hidden things. I'm so clever and sneaky. *honestly has no idea what else was involved in the prank*