A/N I'm tired… that's my excuse for writing this fluffy mess.
Disclaimer: I don't own the lean green ninja team. Or Mario Kart
"Hey! You're cheating!"
"It's a free race shell for brains," Raph smirked as he booted Mikey off the Rainbow Road race track. Mikey scowled, but his eyes were full of smiles.
After all, it wasn't often all four of them just chilled and played video games.
"What does the red shell do?" asked Donnie . He wasn't used to playing this game. Or any kind of video game actually. A mischievous look crossed Mikey's freckled face.
"You don't wanna use that dude. It blows up in your face!"
Donnie frowned a little disbelievingly. "Really?" he asked.
Mikey nodded. "Really. In fact you should just- WAUGH!" Before he could finish that sentence, Donnie had used the red shell, sending Mikey off the edge again.
"Blows up in your face huh?" he smirked. Mikey rolled his eyes.
"I swear you're all against me just cause I'm the best and you know I'm gonna win the race for the eighth time in a row," he muttered.
Leo raised a (non existent) eyebrow. "Yeah? Then how come you're in last place?"
Mikey's jaw dropped. "I- huh? How did?" he shook his head. "So you wanna play it this way huh bros? Well… WATCH OUT FOR THIS ROCKET!"
Mikey's character changed into a rocket and began speeding it's way up the track- bashing Raph and Donnie off in the process. They both groaned and glared at Mikey who jumped up.
"WOO HOO! KARMA bros. Karma!" he sang dancing around the room before Raph stuck out his foot and tripped up his youngest brother. Mikey just stuck his tongue out and focused in the game once more.
Mikey, Raph and Donnie were pretty much neck and neck, coming up to the finish line.
"Who's it gonna be? The nerdy Donatello? The hotheaded Raphael? Or the super amazing fantastic fabulous and in all ways better-"
A rocket whooshed past and knocked the three of the track.
"Leo?" Mikey squeaked.
Leo smirked as he whizzed past the finish line. "What? You guys were so busy arguing that you didn't even notice."
"Get him!" shouted Raph and the three remaining turtles leapt on top of Leo. Pretty soon, it had turned into a free for all wrestling match. Not like the ones they had when they were mad at each other though. This was just a friendly match.
A wise pair of eyes watched his children play. It wasn't often they got on so well, so Splinter, like any parent, was just enjoying the fact that his boys weren't arguing. After all, they had so much on their minds recently; it was good to see them just relaxing.