Hey! I'm back. First off thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter.
Since I asked I've had two requests, and after a bit of thought I decided they kinda worked with each other, so they kind of lead into each other.
For those of your familiar with baking I took some liberties with how baking a cake actually works, but it was needed for the story .You'll see what I mean. [And also maybe potentially science as well…]
So animefairi, this part focuses on your idea and CheetaChan your one is in part 2.
If there was one thing [or rather three things] that Mikey knew it was his brothers. He knew their routines, their food likes and dislikes and he was getting familiar with their style of fighting as well.
He also knew Leo was staying up late. This was actually quite a recent development, one that had started around the time they'd started fighting more than just each other. [Hey, they were brothers – what do you expect?]
He wasn't exactly sure why. It's not like Leo had any issues sleeping before this, so why they would start now was beyond him.
Just then an idea lit up and Mikey sat bolt up in bed. Of course. It had to be a new training strategy. In case they were needed to fight at night. Of course, it made so much sense.
Mikey grinned, sometimes he thought Leo was as much a genius as Donnie was.
Well. Two could play at that game.
With that Orange leapt out of bed and headed for the living room.
Sure enough Leo was there, lounging on the sofa, watching a recorded episode of Are You Being Framed? Where unsuspecting people were caught on camera.
Obviously it wasn't that interesting because Blue turned it off the minute he saw his brother. "Hey 'Angelo. What's hangin'?"
Mikey grinned and said brightly. "Why, I want to join in this new training thing with you, of course!"
If Leo had eyebrows he'd be raising them. "What new training thing, Mikey?"
"Well, that's what this is, isn't it? You're staying up because you're training yourself for if we're attacked at night?"
Thinking his brother was joking Blue rolled his eyes and said. "Yes Mikey. That's right."
"Cool! Well, seeing as we're meant to stay up I'm gonna bake something, if that's allowed?"
Leo opened his mouth to tell Mikey the truth then closed it again as he thought. Mikey made delicious food. And he was hungry. [He hadn't eaten very much at dinner time] With that in mind he leaned back into the sofa and said, with a smirk. "Funnily enough I'm in the mood for some cake."
"Carrot be alright?"
Leo snapped finger guns at him and Mikey took that as affirmative and headed off to the kitchen.
Blue wiggled back into the sofa and crossed his arms behind his head. This was a turn up for the books. Carrot cake at midnight. Life was good.
Meanwhile in the kitchen Mikey stifled a yawn after getting the ingredients. Then he slapped his cheek and chastised himself. How was he meant to fight bad guys during the night if he couldn't even bake a cake?
With that he brushed his sleeves up [metaphorically of course] and set to work.
Twenty minutes later a perfectly made batter was going in the over. Mikey gave a sigh of relief and sat down. He ran a hand across his brow and felt his eyebrows getting heavier. Maybe just five minutes…
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It was an half way through a programme that Leo smelt it. Smoke.
'I think Splinter would actually be impressed with me for this' Blue thought as he legged it at full speed to the kitchen. When there he wasted literally no time in throwing open the oven and removing the tray.
However he forgot to account for one thing.
"XXXX!" Leo screeched at the top of his lungs, grabbing his dominant hand and cradling it as the tray clattered to the floor.
The two sounds combined caused Mikey to wake up and say, dozily. "What the shell…?"
Cue sounds from the corridor and Raph, Donnie and Splinter appeared in the doorway, Donnie rocking some nerd glasses and wielding a hammer ferociously and Splinter and Raph looking determined but tired.
Seeing there was no threat, Donnie lowered the hammer. "Alright, who's dying?"
"Michelangelo when I get my hands on him!" Leo growled, still clutching his hand.
Seeing this Raph immediately went into mother hen mode. "Are you alright?"
Leo gave him an 'are you stupid' look and hissed. "Do I look alright to you, Raphael!?"
Splinter took charge. "Let's put your hands under some cold water, my son. Come on."
"I didn't mean to!" Mikey said, as both Raph and Donnie glared daggers at him "I was just trying to stay awake!"
"For what?" Raph asked.
"For this new training thing Leo's been doing!" Mikey said.
There was a beat during which Splinter, Raph + Donnie looked at Leo with varying levels of incredulity.
Leon put his good hand in the air and said. "I have literally no idea what he's talking about."
Mikey's draw dropped and he said, exasperatly. "Oh, sure you do! Why else have you been staying up all these nights?"
"He's suffering from Insomnia." Donnie said, before his twin got a chance to. "Probably brought on from the stress of all this new fighting we've been doing. I mean, let's face it." He said, defensively when Splinter looked at him. "We haven't exactly been trained brilliantly up to this point, have we?"
Splinter nodded. "That is a point. I will meditate upon it. For now I think we shall all retire back to bed and TRY to go to sleep."
On that final word his sons all looked at each other before simultaneously heading towards bed.
Inside his rooms Mikey put his head on the pillow and was straight out.
Donnie actually went back to his lab rather than his room for a little while. He had a drill to get out of Beta.
Leo went to his room and looked at the clock before giving a heavy sigh. At least a couple more hours to kill. More staring at the ceiling it was.
Raph looked at the ceiling, thinking hard. What was insomnia? He got his phone and did a quick bit of research. Ah – an inability to sleep.
He put his phone down and decided to sleep on it. Maybe a way to help his younger brother would come to him tomorrow.