Really short. My first little TMNT story^^

By the way, in this fic, Donnie is around pre-teen and Mikey is slightly younger. In human terms, Donnie's about 12 and Mikey's around 10.

EDIT(1/24/11): Made a few changes my TMNT nerd buddy (Dragonriderpippin) pointed out to me.

"Donnie."

The turtle being addressed continued to sleep.

"Donnieeeeee."

The purple-masked ninja didn't move.

"DONNIEEEEE."

Again, no response. Irritated, Michelangelo grabbed his brother's arm and shook him. "Donnie!"

Donatello's eyes flew open. He was laying in his bed, as he should be. It was dark, as it should've been. And there was his brother, who shouldn't have been there.

"Mikey…" Donatello looked over at the clock. "It's…3:45?" The older turtle let out a groan. "What is it?"

Michelangelo gulped nervously, clutching his stuffed rat. "Well, I was asleep, right? But I heard this terrible noise…So me and Lil' Splinter got up to see what it was…and…" He stopped.

Donatello sat up in his bed. "What, Mikey?" Mikey pushed his lower lip out in a pout, and looked up at Donatello with sad eyes behind his orange mask. "Michelangelo, tell me what's wrong."

Finally, Mikey shut his eyes. "Something's wrong with Raph!" he cried out, tears leaking from his eyes.

Donatello jumped out of bed. He grabbed his small training staff, which was laying next to his bed. "Stay close, Mikey," he warned. The younger turtle nodded, hugging Lil' Splinter. The two turtles crept down the hallway, until they reached the room of their older brother, Raphael. "Shush…" Donatello lifted a finger to his lips. Then, as quietly as he could, he opened the door to Raph's room.

There he was, red mask and all, sprawled out on his hammock. He took in a deep breath, and then let out a loud snore.

"Eep!" Mikey hid behind Donatello's shell. "That's the noise," he whispered. "Is there something wrong with his breathing?"

Donatello's shoulders sagged. He looked up at the ceiling. "He's just snoring, Mike," he whispered. The older ninja tip-toed across the room, and then whacked the oldest ninja across the head with his staff. "Hey, shell-for-brains? Stop your snoring."

Raphael jumped out of the hammock, fists clenches and ready for a fight. "I wasn't snorin'!" he protested.

Donatello rolled his eyes. "Yes, you were, you great lump. Now go back to bed." With a grumble, the red masked turtle did just that.

"You see, Mikey?" Donatello, with an arm around his younger brother, walked down the hallway. "Raph's fine. He's just snoring." The two turtles reached Michelangelo's bedroom. "Now, go back to bed."

Mikey walked into his room. "Thanks Donnie."

"You're welcome, Mikey. Oh, and Mike?"

"Yea?"

"Just in case you ever walk near Sensei's room at night…he snores too. Don't be afraid."

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