"It looks like this will be one of the worst blizzard's New York has ever experienced," said the excited voice over the radio. "Man," Mikey replied. "We could be in for some serious downtime. It doesn't look like anyone's going to be doing much around the city for awhile. How long do you think we'll be cooped up down here in the sewers?"

That one question was enough to raise an eye from Raphael. "My sons," said Master Splinter. "I must restrict from going to the surface. It would be to dangerous to go out until things have cleared from the forth coming blizzard. "Of course, Sensei," answered Leonardo.

Brown-noser Raphael growled quietly. He got up from the couch and quickly decided a run through the sewers would be a good idea. Master Splinter said not to topside. He didn't say the sewers were off limits. Besides, if I don't get out and burn off some of this energy soon, I feel like I could blow up at any time. Literally. Raphael had been trying harder to control his temper lately. Maybe too hard. Nothing was working and his temper seemed to be suffering from a short fuse lately. He was beginning to feel like a failure.

The turtles had only recently returned from feudal Japan. Raphael let a small smile escape as he thought about Yoshi. The two of them had made a promise to each other to try to control their tempers. One thing I am not going to do is tell little Yoshi that he needs to control his temper and then not listen to my own advice. I may be a lot of things, but I am not a hypocrite. Unfortunately, for Raphael, this was proving harder than he thought. It felt like there was a fire burning inside of him. As a result, the more frustrated he got, the stronger the feeling became and the harder it was for him to calm down. He had too much energy and he had to get rid of it. He grabbed his gear and headed for the door but he wasn't fast enough. He was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. Raph flinched. He knew what was coming. "Just where do you think you're going!" Leo asked. Raph just stood still trying to count down from 10. He could feel the pressure already starting to rise. "Did you hear me!" Leo asked as he spun Raphael around. Through gritted teeth Raphael answered. "Yes I heard you," fists clenched, his eyes staring at the ground. Don't look up. Just breathe. Try counting down again and don't let him get to you. Stay calm.

Still without an answer Leo was getting irritated. He knew his brother was stubborn but he wasn't letting Raphael get his way. Splinter had given rules for the next few days and as the team's leader, Leo was going to make sure that the rules were followed.

"You know Raphael," he said in a condescending tone. "It might be nice if you answered people when they speak to you. So, I'm going to ask you this simple question one more time. Where do you think you're going?"

"Out."

"You're not going anywhere. You heard Master Splinter. No one is going topside."

"I'm not going topside Leo. I just wanna take a run through the sewers and burn off some energy before we're all stuck here!" With each passing moment Raphael could hear his voice rise and become more intense. Damn! He thought. I'm losing it, I can feel it. It's like I'm going to explode.

Raphael didn't remember too much more of the conversation. Just that he began yelling in his brother's face