Hi again! Here's my next chapter.

Word: piranha

Time: I don't know

Mikey swallowed and clutched the pillow tighter, eyes riveted to the glowing tv screen that provided the only light in the lair this late at night. There was no noise besides the terrified screaming on TV and Mikey's occasional whimper of fear. He couldn't help wondering why he was watching Attack of the Killer Piranhas at 2:00 in the morning. A small noise, like somebody kicking a pizza box, set Mikey trying to hide under the pillow. A soft noise in the entryway made him jump.
"Don't let the piranha get me!" He shouted,
"What the..." A light came on and Raph stepped into the living room. The first thing he noticed was Mikey hiding under the pillow. The second was the DVD case on the ground. Another horror movie.
"And guess who's gonna be hiding in my room again?" He complained, starting towards Mikey. What he didn't notice was the skateboard on the floor. "Aaaah!" He shouted, feet sliding from under him. Normally he'd be able to catch himself, but it was 2:00 am and he was tired. "Mikey!"
"Eeek!" Was Mikey's highly intelligent reply.
"Mikey," Raph sighed. "Go to bed. I don't want you in my room all night again. Shoo."
"Raph?" Mikey removed the pillow. "Oh. Hehe. Just, uh, checking for dust. All clean." He brushed off the coach theatrically.
"Glad ta hear it. Go to bed." Raph picked up the remote and turned off the movie. "And don't watch horror movies at night."
"Fine," Mikey yawned. He was too tired and full of thoughts of giant piranhas to complain. He stumbled off to his room. Smiling a little, Raph followed to go to his own room. After laying down, he started counting in his head. He'd reached about forty when his door opened.
"Raphie, can I sleep in here tonight? Um, in case the movie scared you. Obviously I'm not scared."
"Well, what do I get out of it?" Raph asked, trying to keep up his tough attitude, although he wanted to smile.
"What?" Mikey asked.
"What do I get if I help you?" Raph clarified.
"Um...I'll do your chores for a week?"
Raph folded his arms. "And?"
"And...you can have my extra slice of pizza tomorrow?"
Raph glared sternly. "And?"
"What do you want Raph?!" Mikey exclaimed in frustration.
Raph allowed himself a smirk. Really he just wanted to bug his little brother. Of course he was going to let him stay. "You have to not bug me for a whole week-"
"Deal!" Mikey interrupted.
"-and be my servant for a whole week." Raph finished.
"Raphie!" Mikey complained.
"If you'd rather stay out..." Raph suggested.
"Deal! Deal!" Mikey said quickly. Raph tried not to smile as he moved the blanket aside and patted the bed.
"All right. Good night, little brother."
"Good night Raphie."

One more thing: anyone who reads this as t-cest, don't. I don't write that stuff. I don't care if you like that, that's fine. This just isn't t-cest.