"Wake up." Raph said as he walked into Leo's room. Leo groaned and rolled over, "How old are you, dork?" He asked, begging for the answer to be 15.
"Fifteen." Leo answered.
"Good, you can go back to sleep now." Raph said, turning to leave. He heard Leo's feet softly tap as he slid out of bed and turned around.
"I might as wew get up." Leo muttered, picking up his mask from his nightstand. He fiddled with the tight knot.
"Need help with that?" Raph asked, nodding to the blue mask.
"I can do dis by mysewf." Leo said, turning away and fiddling with it again.
"Fine," Raph said, turning and getting ready to leave again.
"Hew." Leo said, holding it out for Raph. Raph turned around with a smirk and bent down to Leo's height, "Don't bend down yike dat, it makes me feew wittle." Leo said, crossing his arms.
"You are little, bro." Raph said, motioning for Leo to turn around so Raph could tie the mask around his head, "Your head's really tiny." He said after he tied it.
"Shut up." Leo muttered, walking past Raph and heading towards the kitchen.
"Can I cook, Waph?" Mikey asked once Raph left Leo's room.
"When did you get up?" Raph wondered.
"Just now." Mikey said, holding his mask up, "Tie my mask, pwease." Raph bent down on one knee and took the mask.
"No." He said after the mask was tied.
"No what?" Mikey asked, a little puzzled.
"You can't cook." Raph answered. Mikey overdramatcally sighed.
"Why nooooot?" He wined.
"Because you're four, now go join Leo in the kitchen while I get Don." He ordered. Mikey groaned and walked slowly away.
"Donnie, wake up." Raph said, opening the room to Don's room.
"Too tiwed." He said, pulling his covers over his head. Raph came over, remembering that Don was extremely ticklish as a little kid.
"I'll tickle you." Raph said, sitting on the edge of the bed. Don pushed the covers off his head so only his face could be seen.
"You wouldn't dawe." Don said, squinting at his brother. Raph smirked and started tickling Donnie. Don broke out in laughter, squirming around in his covers.
"Ha! Stop! Waph! Ha!" He laughed, turning to his side. Raph smiled and stopped. Don took a deep breath and got untangled from his covers.
"How old are you?" Raph asked as he picked up the purple mask and tied it around Donnie's tiny head.
"Fifteen, and stop treatin' me yike a kid." Don said, jumping down from his bed after his mask was tied, "And don't tickle me." Raph smiled and followed his little brother out of the room.
"Waph! I'm gonna cook if ya don't come in hew!" Raph heard Mikey yell from the kitchen. Raph jumped and quickly ran to stop his little brother.
"Don't you dare." He said, walking over to Mikey, who was standing on a stool next to the stove, "Not on my watch." He told him as he picked him up and sat him at the table.
"Aw, come on!" Mikey wined, throwing his head back dramatically.
"You're just a little kid, drama queen." Raph said, "Now what do you guys want for breakfast?"
"I'w jus' have cereal." Leo said, his head resting on the table and his eyes drifting shut. Mikey sighed.
"I'w have cereal too." Mikey said in defeat. Donnie finally staggered in, rubbing his eyes and running into the door frame a few times.
"So do you fink dat we'w be yike did foreva?" Mikey asked, standing up in his seat to be higher up.
"I dunno yet." Raph muttered, setting down a bowl of cereal in front of Leo and Mikey, "Now sit down." He ordered. Mikey groaned and plopped down.
"You sound yike Splinta." Mikey muttered, taking a big bite.
"Shut your mouth and eat." Raph told him, "What you want to eat, Donnie?" Donnie climbed up into his seat.
"Uh, jus' cereal I guess." He said, trying to sit up straighter to see above the table. Donnie was always the smallest of the four (even smaller then Mikey in his early years).
"You need some help?" Raph asked. He didn't notice how small Donnie was last night.
"I-I'm okay." Donnie said with a tiny grunt as he tried to eat.
"Donnie, you can barely see above the table." Raph said as he looked through an old closet.
"I'm fine Waph, reawwy." He tried to say. Raph rolled his eyes and pulled out a few phone books.
"Here." He said, motioning for Donnie to get up. Donnie, his face bright red, got up and Raph sat down the phone books. Donnie tried to get up but couldn't so Raph helped him, "There." Raph said. Mikey snickered.
"F-fanks." Donnie said, going back to eat his cereal. Mikey started laughing and almost choked on his food, "Shut it, Mikey." Don snapped with an angry pout. Mikey jumped at the sudden outburst then went back to eating. Donnie suddenly sniffled and rubbed his nose.
"Y-you okay, Donn?" Raph asked, sitting down next to him. Donnie sniffled again.
"I dun't wanna be a kid." Donnie coughed out before starting to cry. Raph panicked a little, not the best whenever turtles cry then put an arm on his little brother.
"It's okay." He said, patting Donnie's shell. Don nodded, rubbing his eyes.
"I sorry, Donnie." Mikey said softly, about to cry himself. Donnie nodded again, leaning up against Raph. Raph was surprised at first but then just kept his arm around his brother and let him cry.
"It's okay, Donnie. This'll all be over soon. It's okay." He said, ruffling Don's non-existant hair.
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