Hehe… This was inspired by dondena, and I just had to post it. Please, take it for nothing more than the amusing drivel it is!
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, which is really good for their mental health.
Raph blinked down at his hands and the toilet beyond them. His... Yes, those... HURT. He had no clue why, either; he'd been kicked in the past fight, but their shells kept them from being injured like that. Gently, he inspected himself and saw a neat little line of sutures marching up his very inner thigh. They were barely visible, and the contortion pose he had to maneuver himself into just to glimpse them was not very comfortable.
Bewildered, Raph exited the bathroom and went into Don's lab, limping slightly. He could hear Leo in the dojo, and presumably Mikey was still asleep. "Donny, did I get busted last night in that fight?"
Don turned his chair around slowly. "No... Why do you ask?"
"'Cause I got stitches there." Raph waved to his lower plastron.
"Oh... Um... You noticed?" Don stood; Raph was instantly suspicious.
"Noticed what, Donny-boy?"
"Maybe you should go ask Leo..." Don began to edge past him. Raph's temper flared, but it was quickly extinguished; he went to find Leo. The leader was meditating now, sweat still glistening on his shoulders.
"Leo, Donnie told me ya could tell me 'bout something." Leo glanced up, his eyes completely flat. It was his "trying not to let anything emotional leak here!" face. Raph's eyes narrowed. "What's with the look?"
"Raphael... What would you like to ask about?"
"Why am I stitched up down here?" Raph waved again to his lower plastron. He was getting a little tired of doing so.
"Oh... That."
"Yes, Leo, that." Raph was sure the leader knew something and growled. "What is it?"
"Your temper has been a problem recently."
"So? Mah temper's always a problem for ya, Fearless!"
"It's been getting worse," Leo pointed out with maddening calm. "It was Don's idea."
"It was not!" Don appeared, glaring at Leo. "I merely carried out your orders. I'm not responsible for this."
"Will one of you please tell me what's going on?"
Leo glanced at Don, sighed, and got up. He put one hand on Raph's shoulder, possibly to hold him if Raph went into a fit of fury.
Mikey was sleeping peacefully. His favorite comic book characters were dancing around, saving the day - or rather applauding as he saved the day. Batwoman planted a perky kiss on one cheek while Superwoman nipped at his neck. He knew Alice, from Resident Evil, would show up soon, and then things were going to get fun.
All that vanished when Raph's voice screeched through the lair. Mikey fell out of bed in a tangle of sheets.
"You neutered me?"
Mikey blinked. This was going to be an interesting day.