Chatper 1:The Reason Behind My Actions

Mikey's POV

I sat on the couch and watched Raph pace back and forth. His anger was making me feel uncomfortable... I knew I had made the living room into a wrestling match, but it's not fair I have to go to 'time out' for it…. I mean, come on, I was just having a little bit of fun….

"This isn' our house Mikey, this is April's farmhouse. Ya are fifteen years old. Ya should know bettah than this!"

Ugh, I've heard this five times in just thirty minutes, and I'm not too interested in hearing it anymore. So click, off goes my ears, and here comes my imagination.

"Are ya listenin' to me?! Mikey!?"

My pink fluffy cotton candy disappears as Raph's blazing green eyes came back into view.

"No, not really…" I answer truthfully then I started to wish I had lied, but if I had lied then he would have caught it… Oh how I hate being the youngest. Everyone can see right through you….

"Do I need ta pound it into ya!?"

Ha, Raph's little way of saying I love you, but I have to teach you some how. At least, I think that's what he's trying to say….

"No…" I mumble as I shift in my seat, "I'd rather keep my head on my neck. But thanks Raphie… If I ever want my head punched I'll inform you!"

"This isn' a jokin' matter Michelangelo.!"

Ugh, save my whole name for when I do something bad… Like, pour salt instead of sugar into the lemonade… Which I swear I didn't do it on purpose, though no one believed me…

"I know, but how many times do I have to tell you I was only having fun… You can't possible think I can stay in one place for very long… I mean, you've lived with me for your whole life. Or have you really been ignoring me for all those years…?" I asked as I stared into his black pupils.

"That's no' funny Mikey."

"Yeah, but sometimes it feels like you barely know me…."

This was very true. He's always getting mad at me for making messes, even though I was practically born to…. It's a part of my personality to break things, or explode things, and or possible screw everything up. It's not like I'm trying to destroy everything on purpose… I just get distracted…

I watched him stare at me and I could see his thinking wheels turning. What was he trying to think of? A drastic punishment for me? If so, later! I'll seek cover in the forest behind the farmhouse, and I won't come out until midnight, when hopefully I'll be able to sneak to my room without attracting unwanted attention. Raph…

"Whatever. I know ya well enough ta know ya don' like cleanin'. So that's yer punishment. I wan' this whole room cleaned up before April, Casey, an' Donnie come back from the store."

"Nooo! That's in like thirty minutes…!"

"Exactly. Now ya bettah begin. If yer still no' done then I'll think of somethin' worse fer ya."

Grumbling softly I lowered myself to the ground and picked up a slice of broken pizza. Who does Raph think he is for being all 'I'm in charge' guy…? I know Leo's still in his coma, but Raph isn't the boss of me… I'm the boss of me, and Leo is too, because he's awesome.

I watched him as he marched out of the room towards the kitchen before I shoved the pizza into my mouth.

"Nobody's got time for cleaning! Better make this fast!" I whispered excitedly to myself as I stood up. Skillfully, I began to kick the garbage under the couch and the rug. Picking up the pepperonis, I shoved them in between the couch cushions then stood up straight.

"Raph I'm done!" I called over the loud microwave hum. I heard the door click shut then he walked into the living room, and looked around. Hurry, tell me I'm good so I can play some video games!

"Where did you put everything.?"

"Away." I told him as I started unraveling the cord from the controller.

"In the couch.?"

Stopping, I looked over as Raph held up a pepperoni.

"Oh I was looking for that!" I yelled as I dashed towards him and plucked the red meat thing out of his fingers, and shoved it in my mouth, "Tasty!"

His bottom lip dropped down in disgust as he stared at me.

"Where did ya really put everything.?"

"I told yoooou…! I put it awaaay…!" I sang over my shoulder as I turned the T.V on and clicked on the game.

"If ya don' tell me, I'm goin' ta make ya clean the toilet."

"Escume me…? I am not your servant."

"Tell me."

"Fine, I shoved it all under the couch and the rug, and now if you please, it's time to play Destiny!"

"No." He snapped just as the controller flew out of my hands.

"I cleaned up you big bossy baby! Just like you said!" I whined loudly.

"I said clean up the mess, no' make another one fer some unlucky soul ta find."

"It's under the couch… Who looks under the couch…?"

"I do, when I'm lookin' for the ninja stars tha' have fallen. Now, do I need ta punish ya more.?"

Aww, big brothers are so mean… Make you clean up the mess you just barely cleaned up… Scowling, I gave him the biggest unhappy face, and I began to pull all the garbage out from under the couch.

"I can' believe I have ta watch ya like a two years old."

"I can't believe you're acting like my parent…" I mumbled softly as I exited the living room, and dumped the armful of garbage into the trashcan. When I went back into the living room and held my hand out for the controller, he still didn't give it to me…!

"No. No more video games. You're grounded."

"What!?" I blurted out.

Dude, he is my parent now!? This is totally unexpected and unfair!

"Ya didn' obey me, and ya called me names. I think ya deserve a whole day's worth of no video games."

"You can't do that! I cleaned up…! Twice! You never said where to put them…! This isn't fair Raph…! I have nothing to do in this boring old house…!"

"Shouldn' have been so stupid, huh?" He told me as he wrapped the cord around the controller and started heading towards the kitchen.

"Raaahahaaph!" I called out to him.

He's the worst big brother…. He seriously has no sympathy for the unfortunate… Like I was trying to be stupid… Sometimes my mouth has a mind of it's own…. Nothing I can help…

"Big, fat, rock-filled, idiot brother…" I mumbled as I kicked the table next to the couch, and just like that, the lamp perched on top came crashing down to the ground. The lampy skirt thing popped off and the pottery base part smashed into a mazillion pieces…

"Wha' did ya do this time!?" Raph yelled from the room next door.

"I've just found multiple ways to make sure I'm never wanted in the house again!" I cried in horror as I stared at the remains of the lamp. When he entered the room, I could already feel the daggers from his eyes pierce my soul.

"Great Mikey.! Jus' great!"

Yes indeed. Not only is my shell going to be broken after this, but I just created another mess to clean up….

"Ge' out! Now! Before ya cause the walls in this house ta break!"

Okay, first off… I'm not that destructive… And second off, wasn't I right about finding a way to get my shell kicked out…? Anyway, Raph need not to worry anymore, because I'm outa here.

As I moved past him, he added pain to my form as he punched my left arm.

"Ouch!" I cried as I cradled my bruising arm, "I'm going! I'm going!"

It was all I could do to keep my vocabulary from taking control of me, and I would start calling him names beyond harmful. Okay, they wouldn't be harmful in Raph's ears, but if my mouth went off, my features would be in extreme danger!

I moved towards the door and swung it open. Stepping out, I closed the door behind me and looked up at the bronze sky, and the pink cotton clouds.

"I wish Leo was here… He would stop Raph from pulling my mask…" I mumbled as I jumped down from the porch.

It's not fair Raph thinks he can control me… I need to find away to get back at him and teach him that he can't control me like that….

I turned away with a humph, and looked around. It was getting darker, but obviously, I wasn't wanted in the house. I heard a growing sound of wheels on gravel, and turned to look over at the small beam of headlights as the Party Wagon rolled towards the farmhouse.

"Finally, someone other than hothead Raph for company…" I muttered as they parked, then the three started gathering grocery bags to carry inside.

I'd help, but Raph would get so mad if I entered the house…. Oh…. He would get mad… He hates it when I don't listen to him…. I have the perfect idea for revenge that just barely popped into my genius brain!

Grinning, I ran forward to the Party Wagon and stopped near Donnie.

"Can I help?" I asked. He gave a loud yell of surprise and whirled around so fast we nearly became one turtle.

"Oh my gosh Mikey! Don't do that!" He cried as he stared at me with wide brown eyes.

"You got it dude! Give me some bags!"

"Alright…?" He said uncertainly, "I'll give you the bread, and some jelly."

Taking them with a large smile, I bolted inside the open door and dropped the supplies on the kitchen counter. I could hear Raph's growl of disapproval as he slammed the fridge door.

"I though' I told ya ta ge' out before ya break the house." He grounded out through his teeth as he glared at me dangerously.

Whoa man, who let the wolf inside? Doesn't he appreciate serves?

"You ain't the boss of this turtle dude. I'm gettin revenge for destroying all the fun and games out of games."

"Revenge.? Two can play at that game."

Crap, why did I tell him? Good job Mikey, just hand it to him, easy and simple…

"I was just kidding…" I tried to cover up, buuut, I can tell he isn't buying it… It must have been the way I was biting my lip… Oh Sausage pizza, either I'm going to have to give up on revenge, or I'm just going to have to bombard him with water balloons tonight… I like that idea.

"Ge' out. And stay out. Until I come fetch ya."

I made a face at him then folded my arms over my plastron; "Make me oh Mr. Almighty and Powerful."

"Glad to." He growled as he moved towards me. Uh… Stand my ground or retreat….?

He looked really pleased, I think my fear gave me away….

"Bravery!" I cried out as I fled out of the kitchen and dashed upstairs. I could hear his footsteps sprinting after me. Is he chasing me? NO! He's chasing me! And I'm stuck upstairs! AHHH!

Turning to the left, I bolted to the room me and Donnie share, but the cheater jumped over the railing and was on my tail!

"Ah!" I screamed as I jumped inside and swung the door towards the frame. It hit into something hard, and then the door began to move towards me. I was never the strongest, but this is unfair! He had it open faster than a wink of an eye! Before I knew it, I was being shoved onto Donnie's bed. He had his forearm on my plastron and a hand pushed against my forehead.

"Are ya rethinkin' yer strategy.?"

"Yeeessss…"

"I'm startin' ta think I wan' ya sleepin' in the barn."

"Noooo!" I cried as I tried to push up with no avail, "Donnie won't let me! He'll break me into the house!"

"I'll do what now?" Donnie asked as he stepped into the room.

Ohhh, why did he have to come now…? Surely he'll pick Raph's side…

"Mikey's bein' a butt. He dirtied the livin' room, tried ta shove it undah the couch, he back-talked me, broke a lamp, and now he's refusin' ta listen ta me."

Ehh, when he puts it that way, who wouldn't side with him…?

"I did clean up my mess though, and he refuseded to give me the controller so I could play Destiny!"

"Refused." Donnie corrected me then said, "Mikey, you're fifteen. You need to take your age into an account"

"Dah… But being fifteen is so boring... " I whined as I stared up at the ceiling, unable to do anything else from Raph's firm hand.

"So anyway, I'm thinkin' of havin' him sleep in the barn tanight."

"I don't think he should. I have experiments in there. The chances of them surviving through the night is a small percentage." Donnie modified as he frowned at the second oldest.

"He's bein' a butt." Raph said again, and just to make it funny for me, I blew a loud raspberry to create farting noises, and ended up laughing at myself.

"Sicko." Raph growled as he turned to glare at me.

"This is starting to hurt my neck." I said suddenly as I try to move around.

"Good."

"No really. Ow." I mumble as I lift up my hands and try to pull his arm off my plastron.

"Look, it's getting late. I think sleep will do us all some good. And maybe the reason Mikey's acting like a butt is because he's tired." Donnie says with an eyebrow ascending his forehead.

"Am not!" I hissed as I pulls Raph's arm towards my mouth so I could bite him. When I couldn't get it to my mouth, I stuck my tongue out and touched him with it.

"AH!" Raph yelled in disgust, and he pulled away from me.

"Ha!" I exclaimed as I rolled off the bed, and sprinted to the open door.

"No! No! No!" Raph grumbled as his snake like hands flew out and grabbed my belt. Sometimes, my belt is useful, but right now, it's annoying. He pulled me back then he wrapped an arm around my neck, and he forced me towards my bed.

"I will regain control." Raph hissed in my ear then he pushed me into the comforter.

"No! I control myself now! There's no stopping this turtle!" I yelled as I turned my head so I wasn't breathing in the large blanket.

"Go to sleep." Raph growled then his weight left my body and he started heading towards the door.

"Revenge!" I cried out in battle, but swiftly got into the bed and pulled the silky blankets up to my chin.

"I don't understand you…" Donnie mumbled as he got into his bed and turned the lights off.