Michelangelo tried not to fidget too much while he dangled up-side-down from the ceiling, even though the ropes chaffed his arms and ankles terribly. Well, it definitely was better than Raph tying him to the punching bag and using it anyway. If only dear, sweet, understanding, bestest-bro-ever Raphael would stop standing before him, staring at him with murder in his eyes.

He twisted, rocking the rope so that he could face his other bestest-bro-ever-look-I'm-so-adorable-don't-you-wanna-huggle&snuggle-me-instead-of-hurting-me. "Um, Leo?" he ventured in his most innocent tone.

"Shut it, you incorrigible little pervert."

"I think I should resent that."

"Really? Then it was not you who taught our chibis how to... have sexual intercourse together?"

"Screw fancy terms, I caught yah teachin' 'em to 69! Yah were teachin' 'em to fuck since we got'em, weren't yah?!"

"That there is one of the questions you will be answering."

"Um... I think Master Splinter's calling me."

"Master Splinter is at April's. He said that as long as you're ready for your additional training first thing in the morning, we can do whatever we want."

"Training?"

"Yup. Several weeks long."

Gulp.

Chibi-Mikey sighed. Ever since the punishment-period begun, his bigger him didn't have much time for him. He was much too busy with his chores and training and additional training and additional chores to play with him, and when Chibi-Mikey accompanied him on his break, it was usually spent listening to him be-moaning how unfair his situation was. It wasn't much fun.

And without the constant thought-interruption his bigger him was, Chibi-Mikey soon found himself quite lonely. Oh sure, video games were a big help when Chibi-Donny locked himself in the Lab, Chibi-Splinter and Chibi-Shredder went to drink tea or whatever it was they did, and Chibi-Leo dragged Chibi-Raphie somewhere to have the kind of fun that had gotten Michelangelo in trouble. But games only lasted so long.

And now he was bored and lonely. Their bigger them were off training, and the other chibis were nowhere to be seen. Feeling decisive, Chibi-Mikey hopped off the controller and went in search.

He found Chibi-Splinter and Chibi-Saki in Master Splinter's rooms, drinking tea out of thimbles in companionable silence. As he watched, Chibi-Shredder put his thimble down and leaned closer to Chibi-Splinter.

Chibi-Mikey's eyes widened as he saw Chibi-Saki nuzzling the little furry snout, placing kiss after lingering kiss against the fur. A hand snaked to the front of the small rodent, opening the sash keeping his robe closed with ease, then sliding up the naked torso. Chibi-Splinter shivered in sensation, leaning his head back and exposing his throat.

Chibi-Shredder took the offering eagerly, lathering the lean neck in kisses and nibbles. Chibi-Mikey left just as he was gently pushing the chibi rodent to lay on the floor for him to ravish.

Chibi-Donny was in the Lab, no big surprise. There was a surprise though, when he noticed a certain chibi redhead leaning over his shoulder, nuzzling him.

He didn't know the human chibi was visiting.

But there she was, hugging the madly blushing Chibi-Donny with a wide grin. As he watched, Chibi-April showed off her artificial strength by wrapping her arms tightly around the little terrapin and lifting him off his feet, twirling him from side to side.

Chibi-Donny squirmed, and she set him down. He kept his eyes on the floor, but hesitantly took her hand, accepting her kissing his cheek without a fuss.

Chibi-Mikey left before witnessing them chastely kissing on the lips.

Chibi-Leo was laying on the floor, arms wrapped around Chibi-Raphie's thighs. The emerald-green chibi was laying atop him, but facing the other way. Their beaks were pressed to their respective bottoms, and they were making little sucking noises (Chibi-Raphie) and licking noises (Chibi-Leo).

Chibi-Mikey cocked his head to the side, and saw a forest-green shaft disappearing inside Chibi-Raphie's mouth. He cocked his head to the other side and saw Chibi-Leo pressing his tongue into the slit they all had under their tails.

He wondered briefly what their obsession with that place was, then shook his head, and wandered off.

He eventually wound up in front of the TVs again. He sat down, sighing heavily. He stared morosely at the black screen, and tried not to think about how much nobody had time to pay attention to him.

Ah, but there was one being this chibi was forgetting about. Here's a hint: he had black hair, dark eyes, enjoyed the possession of a miniature hockey-stick, and had just glomped the morose chibi.

Chibi-Casey grinned at the other, his expression melting into a frown when he noticed the other's mood. He nudged the terrapin, silently urging him to 'tell good ol' Case wha's botherin' yah'.

Chibi-Mikey sighed heavily, then looked pointedly around the empty room, before sighing heavily again.

Chibi-Casey's frown deepened. He knew the Mikeys' need for attention, and obviously there was no one to pay it to this particular Mikey. But wait – Chibi-Casey was there. And that meant that he could pay attention to the turtle!

So, he gathered the littler frame into a bear hug, cuddling him like he knew the other wanted. He placed several kisses to the startled beak, nuzzling into the ocean-green neck in a way similar to what Chibi-Shredder had been doing (or still was doing) to Chibi-Splinter.

Then, when the little body in his grasp relaxed, he brought his hand down between the terrapin's legs and introduced him to Chibi-Leo and Chibi-Raphie's favorite game.

Chibi-Mikey shivered at the first touch, then practically melted when his tail was flicked and caressed. A finger brushed against that slit just under the appendage, and Chibi-Mikey instantly understood why Chibi-Raphie liked it. Those shocks of nice sensations were very... well, nice. And pleasant. And making him hot.

He leaned back into the embrace

The finger disappeared long enough for Casey to cover it in saliva, then it went right back, this time sneaking inside him.

An unfamiliar sensation appeared in Chibi-Mikey's throat (otherwise known as a churr; also known as the only sound the chibis were capable of producing), and the terrapin relaxed further, spreading his legs widely.

Chibi-Casey grinned, and pushed his finger in deeper, pumping it slowly to and fro, back and forth, in and out.

After a few minutes, he withdrew his digits, and leaned the other chibi's panting frame against the couch. He himself moved to lay on his stomach between those enticing legs. He opened his mouth wide, and dived into action.

At the first touch of tongue, Chibi-Mikey tensed and made that sound go louder. He grabbed his legs just under his knees and held the limbs in position allowing himself to drown in this awesome new game.

He could get addicted.

Fifteen minutes later, Mikey learned first-hand why one should not teach the chibis any kind of sex – they would eventually corrupt those he had hoped to stay innocent, the little hypocrite.