A/N: This is my first time writing tmnt online, I hope it turned out ok. It's a little sad. The only reason I decided to do drabbles was because TimidBookworm pestered me until I tried it and it turned out to be fun. Hope you like it.
Disclaimer: Sigh, I don't own them :(
"AHHHH!" Drowning in his blankets and a bad attempt at covering his mouth. This was the third time in a row that he'd woken up screaming. The images just wouldn't go away.
"Hey bro, you ok?" a soft voice from the doorway asks.
A sob escapes before it can be nailed down. He bites into his pillow and covers his wet eyes with his hands, hiding him from view.
Soft foot falls come closer and the mattress shifts, squeaking as more weight is put on it. A hand is placed on his shoulder but he refuses to look up.
"It's okay, let it all out." The hand never leaves his shoulder as he starts shaking, unable to stop. Slowly, the sobbing dwindles down and calm washes over the turtle.
"Thanks Mikey." He says quietly.
Michelangelo looks over with that silly grin of his, "That's what brothers are for Raph."