Disclaimer: TMNT is owned by Viacom and Nickelodeon.
Warning: Turtlecest
Pairing: L/M/L
Rating: T
Chapter 21: Second
"Mikey, get up."
"T-T-T-Ten mo... more min-utes..." a surfer's accent mumbled, dripping with the feel of sleep.
Leonardo sighed and nudged his youngest brother's bed with his foot, "Mike, training starts in three minutes. Get up."
A loud groan rumbled up from the mountains of blankets. Within the darkness of the fabric, two blue eyes burned out from the surrounding black, glaring at the elder turtle, "Ohhhh, Leooooo... I'm tiiiired, lemme sleep..."
The blue banded ninja smiled and exhaled, shaking his head lightly. His brown eyes softened as he sat on the bed beside the great lump of sheets, hand resting on the other's shell. He rubbed it through the blankets, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to a sea-green head, "C'mon Sleepy, time to wake up and get to work. High-Ho, and all that junk, right?"
The bed springs groaned as Mikey shifted to look at the older terrapin, "Do I HAFTA go train, Leo? Can't I just miss it this one time? Please?"
"Sorry, little brother, but I can't be giving you cuts just because of our relationship."
"What if I give you a blowjob?" A quirky grin appeared on the jokester's face.
Leonardo shivered at the thought. "As good as that sounds, I'm going to have to take a rain-check on it."
Michelangelo groaned loudly for a second time, "Fiiiiiine then. Force the Sleeping Beauty out of bed." He pushed himself up off the mattress and swung his legs over the side.
"Sleeping Beauty?" Came a chuckling voice.
Mikey smirked, "Hey, you brought up the fairy tales, not me." He paused for a moment, for once looking thoughtful as he asked quite non-innocently, "If I'm Sleepy, then Donnie's Bashful, right?"
"Um... I guess so?"
"And you're Doc..."
"Why?"
"Because (A) He's the leader, and (B) Cuz I say so."
"Right."
"...and Raph's Grumpy! It all fits!" The happy-go-lucky turtle exclaimed, basking in the direct attention and laughter from his older brother.