HEY HOW'S IT GOIN'?

Yukio87- Thank youuu! I have not yet started writing for that amazing idea, but the plot has formed in my head! Hopefully I'll get it done by the end of the week and post it by the end of the month? I will get this done.

Efarriaz- Thank you! My Spanish translator is not very good, but I like the idea of the others getting sick and Donnie freaking out because he doesn't have the right supplies. I've actually been writing a drabble where *SPOILER ALERT* Donnie dies first and Mikey is left to find a way to save his remaining brothers. And I'm so very sorry I haven't updated Silver Linings, the problem is I don't like it. I can do better than that, and the plot is just falling apart like a Nature Valley granola bar. BUT since you have brought it to my attention, I will TRY to finish it. I will. The next chapter is halfway written, I just haven't touched it in... golly gee it's been a long time.

Geez I hope the writers block doesn't come back. That was a dark time.

I'm sorry this is a short one, only 780 something words, but the next one will be LONGER. I PROMISE.

I HOPE YA'LL LIKE IT. I REALLY HOPE YA'LL LIKE IT. PLEASE REVIEW AND SAY IF YOU LIKED IT.

I HAVE NO SELF CONTROL SO HERE'S ANOTHER CHAPTER. IT'S MY FAULT WHEN I RUN OUT OF THINGS TO GIVE YOU. I CAN'T HELP IT I JUST LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH.

I don't own anything. At all. Not lying.

Mikey peeked his head out of Don's lab, where the genius himself was welding two pieces of metal together for an upgrade to the Shell Raiser.

Outside the door, there was shouting. Mikey sighed. Why did they have to always do this in the living room? But he didn't complain out loud. Leo had kind of a point this time. If Mikey hadn't thrown his shirukin at the gun just at that moment, the bullet coming out of it would be buried in Raph's brain.

Mikey shuddered at the thought. Donnie looked up from his welding. "You okay?"

Mikey glanced back. "Yeah. Just wondering if it's worth it to go get some popcorn."

Donnie snorted. "Probably not. I don't think popcorn is worth facing the unholiest wrath on the planet."

Mikey snickered. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Donnie went back to his welding. Mikey went back to his listening. It sounded like they had gotten past the somewhat chill talk and had moved onto the yelling stage. The next stage would either be one of them leaving the lair, probably Raph, or an all-out fist-fight.

If they were unlucky, a weapons fight. They didn't look to be standing close enough for a physical fight, but depending on what was said and how the other reacted, that could change very soon.

Mikey sighed. And he closed the door.

...

"You can't keep doing this, Raph! You can't keep going out there without a plan like this!" Leo waved his arms around. They were past a civilized conversation.

"I'd say it's been working out well so far!" Raph snapped back, fists clenched.

"So far? You almost got shot tonight Raphael!"

Raph scoffed. "So? We've all almost been shot before, why is this time any different?"

"It's- Raph, it was aimed for your head! Do you get that that man was going to kill you? If it hadn't been for Mikey's quick thinking, you would be dead!" Leo tried to make him understand.

"I know, okay! Why are you on my ass about this now, huh? I've saved even you, Fearless," he spat, "from gettin' shot through your head before, so what's changed!? Is it because it was me, the hotheaded good-for-nothing brother who wasn't paying attention!? Is it because I'm me!? Sorry, but I can't help-"

Leo was taken aback. Why didn't he understand? "No! It's not any of that, Raph! You do these things almost every time we go out on patrol, and your luck is going to run out! What if Mikey hadn't been there, huh? You'd be dead! And I-"

"Yeah, I'd be dead!" Raph interrupted, throwing his arms around for emphasis. "Who the hell cares!? Certainly not you, oh Fearless Leader! If you thin-"

"I care, Raph! I do! " Leo cried. "Why do you think I do these lectures!? To bore you!? I'm trying to get it through your thick skull that consequenses exist!"

"Nothing even happened! You're yelling at me for something that didn't even happen! You know what? I'm outta here." He turned to leave.

"Raphael-" Leo tried.

"I'm leaving, and you can't stop me!" He yelled, not turning around. He was halfway to the exit by now.

"You aren't bulletproof, Raph! You're not invincible!" Leo's voice cracked.

Raph stopped, but didn't turn around.

Leo took his chance. "You can't keep running around recklessly like this! One of these days, you are going to get hurt, or killed, or captured. And I don't think we can take it as a family with you gone. I do care, Raph. We all do. Without you here, who's going to help Don with the van? Who's going to make Mikey laugh? Who's going to keep me from training until I pass out? Hmm? We need you. I don't mind if you go out, and I would rather you stay, but just please be careful, okay?"

Raph was silent for several seconds, head bowed. Leo held his breath. Maybe now he understood.

Then, quietly, "... Okay. I'll stay. But just this once." He turned around and headed up the stairs, slamming his door.

To anyone else, it would seem like the angry end of an angry fight. But as Leo made his way to the dojo, he felt relieved.

Raph finally understood.

And that was the most Leo could have hoped for.