Firebird Scratches, TMNT 100 Themes Challenge!

by Firebird Scratches

100 Drabbles based on 100 prompts! :D I am rating these M so that I have the freedom to do as I wish, but I have no idea what each rating will be. I will try to remember to rate each drabble at the beginning. The first is rated K. I may or may not stick to 2012 'verse. If I switch verses, I'll leave an a/n at the beginning :) Cover art by turtle-sketches, 029, "Keeping a Secret."

10. 010 Silence

Rated M for Raph's potty mouth.

010 Silence

"Hmph. So that's it, then, huh? You got nothin' to say? No lectures for the stupid, reckless hothead? You ain't even got a quote for me from your stupid Space show? Pfft. Some leader you turned out to be. Run off, no plan, and get your ass handed to you. Real slick. Way to save the day, Fearless."

Drip.

"Y'know I could run off half-cocked right now and do somethin' reeeeal stupid. Right? Hey, nobody here to stop me. See? Bet you didn't think of that. That's downright irresponsible, s'what that is. Ain't that your favorite word? 'Irresponsible?' Hmph. And who's supposed to deal with Mikey when he's sad? 'Cuz I…I sure as hell don't know what to…what do I say, Leo? Tell me that, huh? What the hell am I supposed to say?"

Drip.

"Who's gonna make Donnie eat? D'ja ever think about that? Cuz he sure won't do a damned thing I tell him to. Heh. Guess you know what that's like. Yeah, I bet you like the sound of that. Turn-about is fair play, huh? Yeah, well. You can stop enjoying it any time, now. Okay? You had your fun."

Drip.

"Come on, Leo. I know you hear me in there, you little - This? This right here? Big, fat, epic fucking fail, Leonardo. No honor for you. No gold star. You gonna take that lyin' down? Huh? Teacher's pet? You gonna be a failure? A quitter? Oh God - I swear, Leo, if you quit on me, if you - I will kick your - don't you - "

Drip.

"Okay. Okay, Leo, here we go. Right now. Here we go. One…two…Wake up. Wake up, Leo. Come on, buddy. Rise and shine."

Drip.

"Aw, you gotta gimme somethin', Leo. Please. Make a noise, wiggle your toe, blink, cough, somethin'. I'm beggin' you, okay? I'm beggin' you. Please. Please."

Silence.

Drip.

"Fine. Fine, whatever. Be that way. Asshole."

Drip.

Angrily, Raph pushed savagely against the already-closed tap of the old, clawfoot bathtub. The drip finally ceased.

Silence.

He moved his stool closer, leaned over the tub, and rested his forehead against Leo's.

Silence.

"I didn't mean it. I never mean it. Just come back, okay? Just…please come back."

Drip.