"MIKEY!" A certain voice of anger filled the lair. Michelangelo suddenly jumped, wondering about what he has done this time to anger Raphael. Maybe it was about him dropping his toothbrush in the toilet this morning or maybe he accidently got cheese on his new comic books. Wait... None of those things happened. Silly Mikey! What DID you do to make your brother mad? Guess we have to find out.

Raph exited his room, manga book in his hand, his other clenched as a fist, and stomped to his little brother. He shoved the clearly stained book in his face, "What is this!?"
"Uh, a book, dude, I'm not THAT dumb."

Raph opened the book and showed that most of the book had stains on them, making the text unreadable and the pictures impossible to see. "You spilled soda all over my stuff!" Raph yelled. "Pfft, so what? You can buy more."

"Mikey, these are IMPOSSIBLE to get unless your rich and, in case you haven't noticed, we have no money!" Raph argued. "Yea... Well, how are we able to buy pizza and have electricity then!?"
"That's not the point, Mikey!" Raph yelled, smacking Mikey on the head, "These books are valuable and are hard to come by. You can't just go all will-nilly with these things!"

"What's going on in here?" Leonardo's voice came in from the dojo. "Mikey went into my room and destroyed half of my stuff... again!" Raph answered. "Okay, Raph, calm down." Leo said, showing his palms, "They're just stuff, you can get more."
"That's what I said!" Mikey said, "But he said they were 'rare' and blah blah bl- OW!" Raph interrupted with another smack on the head. "You mess up everything, Mikey!"

"Mikey's right you know." Leo responded. Raph looked even more mad then he was before, "Why do you always back him up!? He was the one who went in MY room!"
"And I understand that but they're just books. We have plenty of them lying around."

"It's not just the books. He spilled soda all over my drums, comic books, AND my music player!"
"Like I said, just stuff." Raph gave Leo a low growl in defeat and stormed out of the lair. "I'm living with idiots." He muttered before disappearing to the sewers.

Mikey sigh, "Leo, why does Raph always gotta be like that?" Leo shrugged, wrapping an arm around Mikey, "I have no idea. I guess he's just a bit more sensitive then the rest of us."

After that episode, the group of the remaining three turtles sat by the television to watch their favorite show, Super Robo Mecha Force Five. I really don't understand what's so great about that show, the plot's terrible and the characters are dull. And most of all, it's dubbed anime. But, for some reason, the turtles have a thing for it... I don't get it.

Meanwhile, Raph is sitting on the rooftop of an abandon rooftop, or so he thought. Usually, it was his and Mikey's favorite spot to hang out. Sure, the view wasn't that great. But it was quiet and isolated from the rest of the noisy city. The two brothers would often just listen to the radio and look at the sky, or sometimes they would talk, mostly about their daily problems. You see, the two had a special bond in which Leo or Donnie didn't understand and wasn't part of. They actually understood each other more than anyone thought. Those nights were great for Raph.

Raph sighed, "They just don't get it... They're always defending for him..." Raph begin to lose himself in his thoughts. Maybe he was going too hard on the little guy. Leo's right, it's just stuff. One day, they might actually lose everything to the Kraang or the Shredder; Their home, their comics, their father... They have to be thankful for what they had. Raph begin to understand and stood up to go home and to go apologize to his little brother.

Suddenly, he heard someone running toward him. Raph looked around to see Kraang soldiers coming out of the abandoned building. They must have spotted Raph since a whole bunch of them are coming toward the turtle. One of them shot him with a special gun the turtles have never seen before, but Raph dodged the plasma bullet with ease.

"Kraang bots, huh? My lucky day." Raph said, pulling out his sais and spinning them on his hand, smirking. They all seem to have the same new gun. It must have been what they were working on in the building. Maybe not, I don't know, I'm just the narrater and I'm getting paid either way.

They all started shooting him at the same time, but they missed every time. The plasma bullets kind of looked like electricity. The guns' shapes are different from their regular guns. "Nice toys you got there," Raph smirked, "Hope you don't mind if I break them." Raph dodged each bullet with grace as he slammed the head of each bot ungracefully. Ha, I made a funny.

However, he was almost zapped but he was able to dodge the bullet and kick the weapon out of one of the bot's hands. The gun flew off the building and on to an alley.

"C'mon, that's all you dumbos got-" Raph was cut off by one of the bullets coming for him. Not seeing it because of his boasting, he got hit by the electric bullet. When it first hit him, he didn't feel anything. "Ha, is that you-" He was once again cut off when all of a sudden, electricity was zapping him from all over his body. The agonizing pain was coursing through him and he couldn't do a thing about it. He dropped to his knees and screamed in pain.

More and more Kraang bots begin shooting him with their electric guns until Raph fell unconscious. The bots dragged Raphael into the abandon lab building, leaving no trace that the red-banded turtle was even there.