AN: I wrote this a long time ago, so it isn't my best. It's sort of based on what my sister and I go through on occasion. She gets violent if you break her out of her art zone. :P
Michelangelo paced the floors of his family's lair, bored out of his young mind. He had already skateboarded to his heart's content all throughout the sewers; he had already raided the fridge of its pizza, and had already watched all of Master Splinter's recordings of 'Gilmore Girls' until he could recite any line; which left him with absolutely nothing to do.
"Wait a minute! Maybe Raph-" No, Raphael was out patrolling the rooftops of New York, and wouldn't be back for quite some time.
"Hey! Casey and April-" Were out of town.
"Maybe...Donnie?" Why did he even consider Donnie? He was bored enough already.
"Master Splinter?" Would probably have him train and he didn't have the attention span to practice his ninjutsu.
"HAH!" The sound of a katana against wood caught his attention.
Leo was still around....
Mikey crept into the dojo; he really didn't need to, given that whenever Leo was training, he was locked in 'a zone' which was not easily broken.
"HAH! YA! ARRAGH!" Leo cut and swiped at the wooden mannequin. He raised his katana over his head for the final blow when-
"HEY, LEO!"
'Zone' now broken and temper flaring at whoever decided to break it, Leo whirled around, ready to lash out at the intruder.
Mikey gave a goofy smile. Leo, remembering Splinter's advice about keeping a level head, sighed deeply.
"Yes... Mikey?"
"Nothin'." Mikey stated nonchalantly. He began stepping around the dojo, arms folded.
"What is it Michelangelo?" Leo asked again, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Nothin', can't I just be here?"
Normally, Leo didn't mind his brothers' presence in the dojo, so long as they were training.
"Mikey, we've been over this.."
"Duuuuuuuuuuuude! I dun wanna train!" the other turtle cried, sounding like a kid in a candy store who wanted candy really bad.
Leo sighed again, thinking desperately on how to occupy Mikey so he could train.
"Did you clean Klunk's litter box?"
"..." Mikey, remained silent for several seconds, taking a sudden interest in everything other than Leo. The eldest brother smirked.
"Go."
"Awwww, Leo!"
"Go."
"Leeeeeeeeeeooooooooooooooooo!"
"Gooo."
Defeated, Mikey left the dojo, thoughts of cat poo and other cat leavings utterly disturbing his mind.
Making sure Mikey was out of audible range, Leo uttered a quick "Finally," before returning to his training.
Albeit a training session that was short lived.
"Hi, Leo!"
"MIKEY!!!"
