Disclaimer: I do not own these guys in any way imaginable, no matter how much I may want to =^-^=

Authors note: This is a roleplay I did with one other person. I liked it and wanted to turn it into a story, so I changed a few things here and there to fit what I wanted, but here it is. Hope you enjoy c: If you're wondering, the incident in the summary happens in the second chapter which I am working on right now. Please read and review. Reviews make me happy.


The sun rises in the sky, the streets of New York city brightening up and getting noisier as more citizens come out to start their day.

The hustle and bustle of New York could be heard all around the area, even underneath. Living underground in the sewers is a very unlikely family made up of four teenage turtle brothers and their father, a wise rat named Splinter.

While three of the terrapin creatures are awake and starting their daily routines, one remains asleep and he would like nothing more than to keep it that way. His youngest brother, Michelangelo, had other plans for him, though.

The door to the emerald green turtle's room crept open, revealing Mikey who stepped inside holding ribbons. A devious grin danced upon his lips as he approached his older brother, making sure that there are no objects on the floor for Raphael to trip on. After all, this is not meant to be dangerous, but a fun prank that is called fettered feet.

Mikey stops beside Raphael's bed, snickering quietly to himself as he starts to tie the ribbon around the older ninja's ankles, feeling relieved by the fact that Raph is a heavy sleeper.

Now, all there is to do is wait..because there is no way Mikey is letting himself miss this. He sits down near Raphael's door, ready to make a run for it once Raphael awakes and realizes what was done to him.

The alarm clock in the hot-headed brother's room goes off, his emerald green hand coming down on it to shut it off as the other wiped the sleep from his tired eyes.

"Curse ya, Leonardo..." He said under his breath, the eldest ninja being the one that made him take the alarm clock in the first place so he didn't have to keep waking Raph every time he fell back to sleep. Raphael isn't the type to let anyone boss him around. He wanted to get up when he felt like it, but to avoid one of fearless leader's never ending lectures, he decided to listen just this once.

The turtle in red whips his legs around to the side of the bed, yawning as he stood, not knowing that he was restrained. When he went to take his first step, he realized that he could not and lost balance, falling down face first onto the floor where he hit his jaw. It was far from painless.

Even though Mikey could tell Raphael was not having the least bit of fun, he began to laugh, holding the middle of his plastron as he fell back onto his shell.

"Y-You...I'm gonna get ya, Mikey.. Yer gonna pay for dis!" Raphael said as he lifted his body up off of the ground with both hands, shifting himself to reach his ankles and untie the ribbons. He saw red, this being the last prank he was having happen to him. Mikey was going to be sorry!

As soon as Raph's ankles were free, Mikey switched from laughing to running, shooting up like a bullet and getting out of there as quickly as his legs could carry him. There is only one place in the lair that Michelangelo knows Raphael wont attack him in..and that's Donatello's lab, so he headed straight there.

Donatello is busy working on a project when Michelangelo rushes in through his doors, Raphael close behind with arms out in front, ready to grab the smallest sibling with the first chance he got. "Donnie, help! Save me!" The smartest turtle sighed, rolling his eyes as Mikey hid behind him. "Ya little piece of work. Get out from behind Donnie an face me, ya chicken! Ya can't hide behind 'em foreva!"

"Yes, Mikey, please.. I'm trying to work here and would really like some peace and quiet.. Could you guys take this somewhere else?" Donnie asked, moving from in front of Mikey...knowing that whatever happened, the youngest had to deserve this. "He's all yours, Raph.."

"Thanks, Don... I'm gonna enjoy dis.." Raphael said, a twisted expression on his features as he grabbed Mikey, taking him out of the lab to do business with him elsewhere. Mikey was kicking and yelling, calling Donatello a traitor. "How could you, Donnie? I thought you loved me!" He finished, playing the victim until the two were back outside Donatello's lab.

That's when Mikey used his agility to slip out of Raphael's grip, crouching down and kicking his older brother's legs from under him. "Haha wont get me that easily, Raphie-boy~ You're so thick sometimes..and here everyone seems to think I'm the dumb one...go figure." He finished, shrugging his shoulders.

While the others are still fighting, Donatello has just completed his latest invention. "I did it!" He yelled excitedly. Looking to test it out, he switches the invention on. The lights begin to flicker for a few seconds before they go back to normal. "All that hard work for nothing... It can't even turn out the lights." Donatello said with a sigh. "It seems that my mini Electric Magnetic Pulse device still has a few bugs in it." Still tinkering with it, he recalls that Mikey accidentally knocked it over in his attempt to escape Raphael. 'So that's why..' He thought to himself.


Meanwhile, in the dojo, Leonardo practices his katas, each one more precise than the last. After all, he is the leader; the protector. His family counts on him to be ready for everything, so having perfect skills is a must.

While in the middle of one of his katas, the lights in the lair begin to flicker. It does not screw up his technique, but does leave him wondering what happened. He shrugs, figuring it had something to do with his brainiac of a brother. Just then, as he gets ready to start training again, two figures come charging in through the hinged barriers. The figures being none other than Michelangelo and Raphael.

"Oh brother...what now..?" Leonardo sighed, reaching his right hand up to his head, massaging his temples. "Can you two ever get along? This is happening more and more frequently, even master Splinter is tired of it."

"He started it!" Raphael said angrily, pointing an accusing finger at Mikey, who put on his most innocent face while fluttering his baby blue eyes. "Who...me? I would do no such thing. I'm the angel of the group."

"Angel my ass, ya little shit! He pulled anotha one of his damn pranks on me! Somethin' has ta be done bout 'em, Leo, cause I can't take it anymore!" Just then, as things were about to get more hectic, a familiar voice sounds through the lair accompanied by a blasting boombox. "Hey, guys, anyone home?!" A human male with shoulder-length black hair calls out, letting himself in the lair.

Raphael released a sigh of relief, glad to hear someone he actually wanted to spend time with. "Casey, my man! Perfect timin'!" Raphael said, leaving his brothers in the dojo as he walked out to see his friend. "Hey, man, what's goin' on? I came by hopin' ya would come topside wit me. We can find some Purple Dragons ta toss around, eh? Sound like a plan?"

"Yeah, sounds great, much betta den stayin' here an dealin' wit Mikey. Lets go." Mikey heard the conversation and walked out into the living room, feeling jealous due to the fact that he only wants to spend time with his favorite brother. "Raph, you would rather hang with Casey than your sweet little brother? That hurts, dude, you're killing me here."

"Shut up, kid...it's for yer own good. I'm leavin' because if I don', I may really be killin' ya."

"Come on, Raphie-boy, it was just a prank. I play pranks on you all of the time. No big deal, right?"

"It's not da pranks, Mikey, an stop callin' me dat stupid nickname! It was cute when ya were younga, but it aint anymore. Jus' grow da hell up already! Sheesh, I am jus' so sick of ya...da way ya smile, da way ya laugh, everythin'! Sometimes I wish ya would jus' go away an sometimes...sometimes I even wish dat ya weren't my brotha!"

"O-oh..." Mikey paused, speechless for once. "I see... Okay, dude...hope you have fun with Casey.." Normally, the goofball in the family would be able to push all of the cruel remarks aside, but this time, it's different. Raphael, his hero, the one he looks up to and wants to be like, is the one that said it...and that hurts. Crushed by Raphael's remark and feeling unwanted, Mikey quickly makes his way out of the lair and heads through the sewer tunnels.

Leonardo, Donatello, and Splinter, who was taken out of his state of meditation by Raphael's screaming, came out to see what the commotion was all about. "My son, what is the problem?"

"We heard you screaming. Is everything alright?" Leonardo inquired, glancing around the room, noticing that one of the members of the family is missing. "Where is Michelangelo?"

"Raph here chased 'em away." Casey said, opening his big mouth.

"I did not, ya bonehead! He needed ta hear all of dat stuff soona or lata!"

"Dat may be so, but ya didn't need ta be so harsh.. He looked like he was gonna start cryin' any minute...ya probably broke his spirit, man."

"H-he did..? I didn't notice.." Raphael said, a feeling of guilt washing over him. He couldn't take it and lost his temper like always, but he didn't mean to actually hurt Mikey. "What the shell, Raph! What did you say to him?"

"He told Mikey he wanted 'em ta go away an dat he wished he wasn't his brotha." Casey responded, speaking for Raphael once again. "Casey, shut yer trap already! Yer gettin' me in trouble."

"It is not Mr. Jones who is getting you in this predicament, Raphael. It is you. You must go after Michelangelo and fix this before something happens to him. I do not like any of you going to the surface by yourself. It is dangerous."

"Y-yes, sensei.. I'll go afta 'em.." Raphael said, turning to leave when the wise rat cleared his throat, looking around at both of his other boys.

"Leonardo, Donatello...go along with him as well. Make sure nothing else happens to make this matter worse." Both boys nodded in agreement and the whole lot of them were soon off, followed by Casey who wanted to come along as well.

Raphael remained in the front, having an idea of where Mikey went. He and Mikey had a lot in common, even though he wouldn't always admit that, and both he and his little brother went topside when they wanted to be alone. Michelangelo had to be on one of the rooftops above, he just had to be..


Once the five reached the surface, they all went their separate ways being that there were only a few of them and much more rooftops to check.

None of the reptilian brothers trusted Casey on his own, so he was stuck with Raph, trying to keep up with him as the ninja in red flung himself from building to building, searching for any signs of his baby brother.

He was getting worried, a sinking feeling in his gut until he saw a silhouette in the distance. The shape was the same as his own, just a bit smaller. "Casey...contact da others. I got 'em." Raphael said, jumping a few buildings ahead until he was standing on the one with the other turtle.

Michelangelo is sitting on the edge of the building, paying no attention to his surroundings as he placed his head in between his knees, sobbing softly.

Raphael could hear him and it broke his heart to see his little brother like this. Mikey should be smiling and laughing and enjoying life..not looking like it was all over. "Mikey.." Raph spoke softly, slowly approaching the smaller form as the other began to turn to face him. "R-Raph...what are you doing here?"

"I came lookin' for ya...well, we all did."

"Why? I thought you said that you didn't want me to be your brother anymore.."

"I did, but I didn't me-...I jus'...I'm-"

Before Raphael could finish putting his words together, an alarm sounds, blaring through the streets. "It's coming from below. Someone is robbing that bank!" Mikey said, getting to his feet.

The two youngest boys temporarily put their differences aside to investigate. Upon receiving Casey's call, Leo and Don also notice the robbery and follow the direction of the alarm to meet up with the others. What appears to be any old robbery, is actually a trap set up by the Shredder...


To be continued