*does a spazzy dance which involves arm swinging and leg jerking* Hello peekalz! I'm back! Did ya miss m- *accidentally clouts self* Ow. *pauses in the dance to rub her eye* That hurt a lot more than expected. ANYWAY! Here is the oh-so-very-glorious (*cough*notvery*cough*) next chapter! Chapter four I believe it is! *whips out magnifying glass and a pair of spectacles which she perches on the absolute end of her nose* Why yes it is moi dearies! Imagine me not being certain about whether or not this was chapter four. *giggles* Utterly absurd! So yeah, in this chapter we shall have... *insert dramatic music and expression* RAPHKICKINGTHEDARKTURTLES OUT! And Raph spending time with Mikey. :D IT SHALL BE UTTERLY CUTE AND FULL OF ABSOLUTE WIN! SO SAYS THE FANGIRL FORCE! *poses and puffs herself up so much she falls backwards* Oh yeah, and chapter two's paragraphs are fixed. :D Thanks again for pointing out the problem, Puldoh!
"Okay so we know food in this place is good, why would we want to stay at the place where food isn't as good?" asked Michael.
"And April is there too!" said Radboud. The Dark Turtles had come to the unanimous decision that they'd take facing Darius Dunn and Sh'Okanabo over facing an angry April any day.
"You'll be there 'cause I said ya'd be there," growled Raph. "I would like ta be with Mikey for awhile on my own without you guys breathing down my neck about every little thing! Geez, did ya come from some more primitive time or somethin'?"
"Oppo-" Donato slapped a hand over Michael's mouth.
"We'll stay at April's," he said. "Is she picking us up or are mutants able to walk around easily in this... world?"
"April and Case will be here ta get ya in about half an hour."
"Oh good! Can we play Snakes 'n' ladders?"
"Yeah!" cheered Mikey, hugging Michael's leg. Raph gave an exasperated sigh.
"No, we are not going ta play a board game. What we're going to do is pick up the freaking mess ya guys made! Ya'd think ya never got enough ta eat with the way you were scarfin' food and flingin' it everywhere!" The Dark Turtles exchanged a look, but remained silent. "And how ya got all of Mikey's comics and action figures out of his room and all over the lair in three seconds is beyond me..." At that moment, Raph realized Michael was trying not to laugh. "What's so funny?" he demanded, crossing his arms.
"Mikey!" Michael managed to wheeze between repressed giggles. Raph looked at Mike, who stared at him innocently.
"What about him?"
"He was mimicking all of your movements, just then," said Donato.
"And mouthing everything you said," added Leofric.
"I don't care if he dressed up as the bloody Queen! No one interrupts me by laughing in tha middle a' one of my lectures!"
"Not to be rude, but your lecture seemed like it was over," said Donato.
"And not to be rude and all, but your lectures are lame," added Michael, snickering into his hand.
"Oh it was, was it?" growled Raph, rolling up nonexistent sleeves. "Let's see how well ya stand up ta me in a fight then. We'll see who's lame then!"
"Fist fight?" suggested Michael hopefully. Raph laughed.
"Are ya kiddin' me? You'd have an unfair advantage if I had no weapons. No, I keep my sai. You, however, get your fists."
"It was 'nice' knowing you," said Radboud, smirking.
"You've spent too much time with Donato," growled Michael, shoving some of the mess to the side so he wouldn't step on any of Mikey's things. Donato smirked.
"It might be beneficial for you to do the same, your IQ might go up by a few points."
Those of us who have watched the Fast Forward season know that Raph can royally kick Michael's ass without trying too hard, so just assume that Michael got his ass royally kicked and- wait, he did? Oh. "'Cause I beat you, ya get ta clean up all Mikey's stuff, isn't that great?" asked Raph sarcastically. "Come on, before April gets here." Michael grumbled but set about cleaning the place up. Donato went to Donatello's lab and easily got inside, where he curiously set about exploring. Radboud played peek-a-boo with Mikey, and Raph went to grab himself something to eat, as well as pop a pizza into the oven. Leofric followed him, and silently observed everything he did. "Somethin' botherin' ya?" Raph asked after a few moments. Leofric reluctantly nodded. "Shoot." Leofric carefully arranged his words.
"What would you do if you- if you were forced to spend time with someone who had made you feel like you were nothing but a monster, like you shouldn't exist at all, and they don't even remember doing it?" Raph paused thoughtfully.
"I ain't no Donny, so I can't exactly guarantee this'll help ya, but to be quite honest, I'd forgive and I'd give 'em another chance. Everyone deserves another chance, 'cause that chance just might be the one that changes them." Leofric remained silent a few moments before nodding.
"Thank you, Raph."
"No problem, Blue."
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"NOOO! DON'T MAKE ME LEAVE!" shrieked Michael, clinging to a pillar while his brothers tried to get him off it. "I don't wanna go!"
"You'll be back here in two days you moron!" yelled Donato.
"If we've gotta suffah then you do too!" hissed Radboud. Raph watched this with amusement, then finally stepped in.
"If ya let go, ya can stay." Without thinking, Michael let go.
"Really?"
"No. Now get out!" Seeing that Raph was getting close to blowing up, Leofric and Radboud took care of dragging Michael into the elevator while Donato ensured he couldn't grab anything. The purple turtle was the last one in the elevator, and he gave Raph a mocking bow before the door closed. There was momentary silence, then Klunk started melding and Mikey started complaining he was hungry.
Thank whatever god there was that he'd had the foresight to put the pizza in the- THE PIZZA! Raph rushed to the kitchen, and thankfully the pizza had only been in the oven for three extra minutes. Mikey and Klunk wandered into the kitchen, and while Raph put out food for Klunk, Mikey eagerly scrambled into a chair. "Are you gonna feed me like before?" If Raph had been eating at that moment, he would have choked. He prayed even harder than before that Mikey wouldn't remember his time like this. But then again, that would mean having to actually apologize for ignoring him before... But apologizing was the lesser of two evils, in his book, and he would gladly choose it.
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Mikey hadn't wanted to do video games like Raph had expected, instead, he'd gone straight into Raph's room and dug out finger paint that Raph had forgotten even existed. After that, the lair got a little... redecorated, with the main colours being red, orange, yellow, and green. Even Klunk participated. After they used up all the paint, Raph carried Mikey and Klunk to the bathroom, and cleaned both of them. The bath became more than a simple twenty minute affair though, degenerating into about an hour of a splash war, followed by Raph sitting his two dripping charges on the sofa and putting Despicable Me on for them while he cleaned up the bathroom.
When he finished that, he made popcorn and they finished watching the movie. After that one they watched Up, and then Finding Nemo, and then The Incredibles. Just before the end of the last movie, Raph realized that Mikey had gone to sleep, leaning against him and drooling slightly, arms wrapped around Klunk as he muttered about beating Dash in a race. Raph smiled and picked Mikey up, going into his room and placing his little brother in the hammock. Then he graves a chair and brought it to his room so he could be with Mikey while he read.
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Mikey whimpered, why was Donatello screaming? Why did he have that strange helmet on his head? Why was Leonardo bleeding and just not moving? Why was Master Splinter fading into nothing? And worst of all... why was Raph calling for him and holding his eye? Why was Raph crawling instead of walking? Why were they all in a big room with a bomb in it? He ran towards his brothers, but he seemed to just get farther away with every step. Someone laughed in a sinister manner, and Mikey wished he had Klunk to hold on to. The Shredder appeared, and he had Raph! He kept on punching Raph and slicing at him, there was so much blood... So much BLOOD... "Mikey," a voice called distantly. Miley didn't notice, horrified eyes fixed on the Shredder and the bodies of his brothers. Suddenly, something rolled towards him, it looked suspiciously like a- "MIKEY!" Mikey woke with a frightened cry, automatically latching onto the closest person. His small arms wrapped around Raph's neck, and Raph fiercely returned the hug. "Thank god," he muttered. "You were screamin' in ya sleep." Mikey nodded and bit back a sob of relief at swing his brother was fine, his head was connected to his shoulders, and he had both eyes.
"Nightmare," whimpered Mikey. "None of you were moving, th-the Shredder cut your head-" Raph interrupted, hugging Mikey to himself.
"Tin-head could never do that Mikey. He could neva stop us from movin'. You're okay, it was just a dream, and dreams aren't real." Mikey continued to quietly cry, clinging to Raph like a lifeline. Slowly, Raph started to rock back and forth and hum Edelweiss, a song from The Sound of Music that had been Mikey's particular favourite. Slowly, Mikey relaxed and fell back asleep. Raph carefully put Mikey in the hammock, then went to Mike's room and retrieved his brother's, which he hung up beside his own. Transferring Mikey into it and setting Klunk beside his master, Raph climbed into his own hammock and stared at the ceiling for the longest while.
He'd dearly like to know who'd inspired Mikey's nightmare so he could teach them a painful lesson, but for now he'd have to be content with just guarding his little bro and comforting him when he woke up frightened. Raph closed his eyes. Losing a brother was a very real fear they all shared, but why had Mikey dreamed about losing them and Master Splinter? And more importantly, why had Mikey mostly called to him in his sleep? Mikey looked up to Don and Leo far more, didn't he? Within no time, the lair held a sleeping cat, and two sleeping turtles, one of which had stealthily snuck in with his big brother and lay curled up against his plastron, listening to Raph's steady heartbeat and breathing.
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Michael prodded the TV. "Geez, the lair is more technologically advanced than the surface," he muttered, pulling a face.
"What did you expect? Donatello lives at the lair, he isn't going to sit back and keep his hands off everything," said Donato, sitting on the couch carefully. "He's having fun," Donato said abruptly.
"Who?"
"Donatello." Michael blinked.
"And how do you know that?"
"I'm not quite sure, I just... do. See if you can sense Michelangelo." Michael rolled his eyes before closing them and concentrating. His eyes blinked open and he frowned.
"He's scared. He had a nightmare."
"Fascinating, it seems we can now sense their current states of being and the causes for them being in that state. Most extraordinary."
"Yeah yeah whatever, let's see if April has The Last Legion," said Michael, sensing Mikey calm down. Probably Raph's doing.
What was your response to the cuteness? :D I misjudged and there will be bandaids for Mikey in the NEXT chapter, not this one. :D I'm so evil in leading you along to believe that. *evil laughter that is cut off by a suddenly dry throat* CURSE YOU, OCS WHO DELIGHT IN MAKING MY THROAT GO DRY!
Aforementioned OCs: *snicker*
Yeah, sooooo... any ideas for cute bwuvvaly moments Raph and Mikey can have would be totally welcome. :D Ruth already suggested one which involved the bandaids, and I shall use it! *waves spatula* Let this scene be so! *cricket chirp* Anyway, as I was saying, any cute ideas have a high chance of appearing. XD And just so you guys knowwwwwww... I plan to have at least fifteen chapters for this. More, if the guys ain't back from Japan by then. :D WOOHOO FOR RIDICULOUSLY LONG STORIES! ... AND AUTHOR NOTES! Read and review people, read and REVIEW... *bobs head to music* Uh huh, that's right, ya know ya wanna click that review button right dere! CLICK IT! NAO!