I'm sorry. This one is short. as. fuck.

Leo has been giving me some problems after that last chapter, so maybe we can work things out for the next one. Donnie still hates me for writing him badly that one chapter... and Mikey is just refusing to take anything seriously.

So that leaves Raph. Again.

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11 Solo- Raph decides being alone and being lonely are two very different things. He likes going solo, he really does. But sometimes it's nice to be followed.

Raph let out an angry yell and hit the sewer wall closest to him. Who was Leo to question what he did every night? He beat up thugs, rescued damsels in distress! There was no 'other hobby' he took part in, and he certainly wasn't 'seeing' anyone.

Why couldn't Leo just lay off for a night?

Raph began climbing the ladder up to the surface. He peeked through the manhole and decided it was safe.

Tonight would be a definite beat-down night. All he had to do was find something.

*Two Hours Later*

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

Nothing. There was nothing. New York City on a Thursday night, and throughout the entire city, there. Was. Nothing.

No thugs. No damsels in distress.

A peaceful night.

Well, things were about to get pretty un-peaceful real soon if somebody didn't start disturbing the peace.

Litterers. Nope, not criminal enough. Loiterers. Nope, nothing to see here. Public nudity... Not his thing.

What's it take for some violence around here? Maybe he could take his anger out on the guy who's been following him for the past two and a half hours.

But it wasn't Leo, he would have started lecturing by now. It couldn't be Donnie, he was working on that new bright light thingy. Master Splinter, don't even think about it. Casey and April were visiting the farmhouse. An enemy would have attacked over two hours ago.

So that left Mikey. And no way was Raph going to take his anger out on Mikey, of all people. So he just kept running around, looking for bad guys to fight.

There were none. It would be better to just go back to the lair and face 'the wrath of Leo.' Better now than later.

"Mikey, I'm heading back now. I'll give you a five minute head start before I go so Leo doesn't get on both our asses. Get to bed, it's almost four." Raph yelled at nothing.

He heard a slight shuffling and a muffled 'Okay.'

Five minutes later he began his walk back to the lair.

Sometimes it was good to be alone. Going solo was his thing.

But other times, times like these, it was nice to know someone had your back.

ATTENTION: I got grounded for a week, I took my tablet so I could tell y'all the old fashioned way, before I had a computer. So the next update could be quite a while away since this was the last thing I wrote... I apologize for the delay.