Sorry if it's hard to understand Mikey, I did my best to try to make him somewhat understandable...Also, SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO UPDATE! I LOVE YOU GUYS :)
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"'eo." Mikey whispered from the door. Donnie peaked in too, holding his beat-up and torn purple bunny stuffed animal.
"I fink he'th thill atheep." Don mumbled to his brother.
"Yet's ge'Waph." Mikey said, leaving Leo's room.
"Waph!" Donnie yelled, dragging his bunny behind him.
"Dere!" Mikey announced, running to the couch and jumping on his big brother. Raph snorted and jerked awake.
"Mikey?" He asked groggily.
"Waphie!" Donnie called, hugging the red clad turtle's neck.
"You two're three aren't ya?" He asked flatly.
"Yeah." They both answered like it was a silly question.
"I fink dat I'm fow dough." Don announced, holding up his hands and carefully counting out the right amount of fingers.
"Wunch?" Mikey asked, sliding down from his brother's lap. He pointed impatiently towards the kitchen. Raph slid Don off his lab and stood up, stretching. He was about to take a step forward when Mikey stood in front of him and held up his hands.
"Really?" Raph asked. Mikey nodded and jumped up and down. Raph sighed and bent down, , opening his arms and about to stand up when-
"No! Shell!" Mikey told him. Raph rolled his eyes and turned around. Mikey happily jumped on and wrapped his arms around Raph's neck.
"You're chokin' me." Raph said, trying to loosen Mikey's grip. Mikey almost fell but Raph caught him.
"Wun!" Mikey declared happily. Raph sighed.
"I'm not gonna run Mikey." Raph groaned. Mikey dramatically sighed as Raph started walking him to the kitchen.
"Don, don't drag your bunny, you'll get it dirty." Raph told his smallest little brother. Donnie, with his thumb stuck in his mouth, pulled the purple bunny up against his chest. They entered the kitchen and Raph lowered Mikey into his seat, "Sit down, Mike." He ordered. Mikey knelt, "All the way." Mikey sighed and sat all the way down. Donnie stood next to his chair and held his hands up for Raph to lift him up to his seat. Raph rolled his eyes and lifted his brother into the chair.
"Fank you." Donnie said quietly, sitting his stuffed animal in his lap. Mikey got back up on his knees in his seat and leaned up on the table.
"Pa-caks!" Mikey exclaimed with a huge smile, "Cho-late ship!"
"It's chocolate CHips." Raph corrected, "And it's lunch time anyway."
"I say-ed dat." Mikey told him. Raph shook his head as he waited for the oven to heat up so he could make them some grilled cheeses or something (since they were out of peanut butter and couldn't make peanut butter sandwiches).
"When'th 'eo gonna get up?" Don wondered.
"What?" Raph asked, not understanding him. Don sighed.
"When'th 'eo gonna get up?" Don asked again, still not very clear.
"I dunno." Raph answered.
"But you'w 'pothed to know evwyting." Don said. Raph paused, just staring at his brother.
"Why would I know everything?" Raph asked jokingly.
"'cause you'w-ow big broder." Mikey answered, pointing to him. Donnie nodded in agreement. There was an awkward silence where Raph just stared at his little brothers.
"I thmell thomethin' burnin'." Don pointed out. Mikey sniffed the air, immediately covering his nostrils with his hands. Raph spun around to see the pan with a black grilled cheese on fire.
"Fir'! Fir'!" Mikey exclaimed, jumping down from his seat and running towards the entrance. Donnie held onto his bunny tight as he jumped down and joined Mikey. The little fire poofed upwards really quick and Donnie and Mikey yelled out in surprise. Raph quickly grabbed the pan with a oven mit and threw it in the water-filled sink. Steam mixed with smoke-filled the air and Raph started coughing, fanning the steam/smoke away.
"It's okay guys." Raph assured. Donnie and Mikey still didn't move. "Guys, it's okay, okay?" Raph asked with a smile, bending down in front of them. Don and Mikey immediately lunged at Raph with a huge hug.
"I's sca'ed!" Mikey exclaimed.
"It wath tho big!" Don added. Raph patted their shells then picked them both up, holding one in each arm.
"Not as big as me!" He joked, puffing out his chest and grinning at them. They laughed.
"No'fin'sbigga den shu!" Mikey told him as Raph sat him sideways in his chair. Mikey pulled himself upright, laughing the whole time. Donnie still clung to Raph, scared to let go.
"Do ya trust me?" Raph asked him. Don looked up and slowly nodded. Raph grinned and expertly flipped Donnie over his arm, making him land softly in his chair. Don paused, then laughed.
"Me! Me!" Mikey declared, standing up in his chair. Raph smiled and rolled his eyes. He picked up Mikey and copied what he did with Donnie. Mikey laughed the whole time, "Again!" He called. Raph shook his head.
"Maybe tomorrow." He said before thinking, Wait, tomorrow?! Why do I think this's gonna last that long? Raph sighed at his own thoughts.
"Imma sti' hungwy." Mikey pointed out, his stomach rumbling.
"How about just cheese sandwiches?" Raph asked, throwing away the charred grilled cheeses.
"But I wan'im gwrilled." Don said, holding his bunny again.
"I wan popc'n!" Mikey told him.
"Let's have a real meal before popcorn, Mike." Raph said, trying to make another pair of grilled sandwiches.
"But popc'n!" Mikey declared, throwing his hands on the table.
"Mikey, no." Raph said sternly. Mikey started wining and Raph groaned, "No!" He yelled. Mikey jumped in surprise then looked to the table and started crying. Raph groaned again and cursed under his breath, getting a surprised look from Don who apparently heard the profanity.
"S-so'y." Mikey said, sniffling and wiping his eyes. Raph sighed and bent down beside him, putting a hand on his shell.
"It's okay." He said flatly, turning to stand back up. Mikey stopped him by holding his arms out for a hug. Raph paused, getting a little embarrassed by the situation. Mikey sniffled again and gave Raph puppy-dog eyes. Raph finally leaned forward and awkwardly put his arms around his baby brother. Mikey, of course, wrapped his little arms tightly around Raph's neck and rested his head on his big brother's shoulder. Raph patted Mikey's back and tried to get the three-year old off of him.
"Ba'!" Mikey exclaimed happily, pointing to Raph's shell. Raph stared at him with a confused face before realizing what he meant.
"I gotta make sure the grilled cheeses don't catch fire again." Raph said, nodding towards the stove. Mikey sighed and plopped down into his seat.
"Is'i done ye'?" Mikey asked impatiently.
"Almost." Raph said, flipping them over to see them almost black. He shrugged, guessing he'd just lay them on the good side up on the plate.
"Can I hath cthips wif mine?" Don asked, his face turning into a weird expression at him trying to pronounce 'chips'.
"What kind? We got wavy and bb-q." Raph said as he put the sandwiches on the plates.
"B-Q!" Mikey called, raising his hand.
"Lil' bit a boff." Don said with a nod. Raph dumped some chips onto the plate, breaking the huge ones up into smaller pieces for them to chew easier.
"Where's Leo?" Raph asked, putting the plates in front of them. They smiled happily and started eating.
"S'eepin'." Mikey answered, his mouth full. Donnie nodded, grabbing some chips and eating them.
"He woodn't ge' up." Donnie added.
"I'll go get him." Raph said, standing up, "Don't you two dare move. Don't get near the stove, don't touch anything. If you finish, stay there untill I get back." He ordered, "Kay?" The two tiny turtles nodded, forgetting most of what he just said. Raph left the room, peeking back in several times with a suspicious face and getting them to laugh a little before actually leaving to Leo's room.
"Hey Leo?" Raph asked quietly as the door creaked open. Leo was wrapped up in the covers on the edge of the bed.
"Tiwed." Came the toddler's small voice.
"Ya wanna come in fer some lunch?" Raph asked, plopping down onto the bed. Leo turned over to face his brother.
"Wha's fow wunch?" Leo wondered curiously.
"Grilled cheeses and chips." Raph replied. A small smile went across the little turtle's face.
"Cann'I eat in hew?" He asked.
"Nope." Raph answered flatly with a shake of his head. Leo sighed.
"I'm tiiiiiwwed." Leo complained, pulling his arms out and throwing them out wide. Raph smirked, remembering Splinter doing something that always got them up.
"Oh no, Leo, somethin's happenin' with mah hand!" Raph joked, overacting and grabbing his right wrist. Leo smiled and pulled his covers over his snout.
"Oh no!" He exclaimed with a laugh. Raph smiled, acting like his hand had a mind of its own.
"It's comin' fer you bro!" He warned, smirking and bringing the hand close to Leo's face. Leo laughed, pulling the covers tighter, "Ah!" Raph yelled, attacking Leo and tickling him. Leo laughed hard, trying to push Raph's giant hand away.
"Stahp it!" He exclaimed happily, "Haha, stahp it Waphie!" Raph stopped, bringing his hand up and blowing on it like a gun. Leo laughed one last time before pushing the covers away, "I'm 'wake." Leo said, a wide smile still on his face. Raph smiled and stood, bending over, scooping Leo up and carrying him to the kitchen. When they got there, two chairs were overturned, Mikey was on the counter with flour all over him, Donnie was under the table and making flour angels (his bunny was no longer purple but now a light lavender), and the stove was on fire.
"How does that even happen?!" Raph asked, trying not to get too mad. He sat Leo down and crossed his arms, "Mikey, Don, front and center." He ordered, pointing in front of him. Mikey stumbled down and stood in front of his brother, his face towards the ground. Donnie came up from under the table and stood next to Mikey, his bunny dragging on the ground. They both were sniffling.
"Okay." Raph said, rubbing his forehead, "Now, how did this happen?" He asked, his blood starting to boil since he knew he'd be the one cleaning this.
"Sthnow." Donnie said, pointing to the flour everywhere.
"Santa." Mikey added, making a 'whoosh' sound with a hand motion. Raph rubbed his temples.
"Go into the TV room and sit down." Raph said sternly, pointing to the door. Mikey and Don nodded, starting away, "Go turn on the TV or something." He told Leo. Leo nodded and left, running in and getting the remote before Mikey could. Raph sighed, going to a closet and getting a mop, "Kids." He hissed, starting to clean the mess.