Question One: Asked by Arachnide ( I'll make sure to note it's arachnidE not arachnid lol, sorry for spelling error last chapter, a bajillion years ago), why is Mikey's mask so short?

Mikey blew out a breathe before rubbing the back of his head.

"Eh, they just kept getting tangled up in my nunchucks dudette." He shrugged.

Donnie and Raph shared looks of 'Whatever' while Leo chuckled.

"It's a long story." He smirked, getting ready to embarrass his baby brother for a chance.

Raph caught on, he smirked as he spoke, "Basically, this numbskull here got mad at us for tugging the back of his mask so much, he decided to take 'matters into his own hands'." He burst out laughing at the end, the offended (but cute) words from his baby brother back when he was younger, and the same words he used to justify himself when his brothers brought up the memory.

Donnie nudged his brother's shoulder before speaking, "He cut his own mask tails. Splinter was so pissed with him, he had to do 50 flips in the dojo. And he was only 9!" Donnie laughed a bit before rubbing Mikey's head fondly, "Though in the end, Sensei let him keep it."

Mikey groaned as Raph smirked, "So, how's that matter going bro?" More laughing, "He sounded so damn serious when he said it, it was hilarious!" Raph barley finished his sentence.

Leo, who was just about calming down, reduced to chuckling.

"Don't take it personally Mikey. You just had the cutest little expression on your face when you told us."

Leo, who was seriously about to calm down, cracked the hell up once Donnie recited.

"I took serious matters into my own hands, Sensei! It was life or dead! They were going to tug my head off!"

Mikey groaned and sunk into his seat on the L-Shaped couch, big brothers cracking up around him.

Question Two: Asked by semiautomatic4562, for all 2k3 brothers, do you guys have any scars? Mentally and/or physically? Does it upset you guys at all or your guys' father?

"Ooh yeah. I have a medical log actually. It details every patch up I've done since I was 12, with details of each visit/patch up. They've tried and failed to find it." Don smugly stated.

Raph rolled his eyes before crossing his arms across his plastron, "Wit no fuckin' purpose. But yeah, we all got scars."

"Mental ones too." Leo added solemnly. "Of course, it makes us upset-"

"You an' Sensei upset, ya mean. Ah'm got scars Ah'm proud of. Same wit Mike. He-" Yet again, another brother had been cut off mid-sentence.

"Oh yeah baby! I got scars like tats on a biker! Look, this one on my arm? Gun shot glaze! PD's, night was October-"

"Okay, first of all, having scars shouldn't be a prideful thing! Second, it hurts when I see you guys hurt, you guys shouldn't like these scars either-" Leo began, but was stopped by Don surprisingly.

"How do you think I feel? You don't have to go around patching up your own brothers!" He huffed.

"Well, Leo, we can't be so gloom and doom about these things! We need to make them a fun thing! And wearing them like tattoos is the best way to do it! Anyways, back to my story-"

"-No!"

"No, please-"

"-Fer tha love of god, shut tha fuck up!"

Cutting each other off seemed to be a sibling thing.

Question Three: Asked by semiautomatic4562, if anything changed about one another, would you see them any differently? Like, if someone was blind, deaf, obese, younger, older, disabled, etc...

They all looked at each other with understanding looks before Raph grunted his answer.

"Neva. No matta what happens to any of us."

"Yeah, I mean, we're brothers. Nothing will ever change that." Don smiled softly at his brothers, who smiled back. Even Raph.

"Well, if someone was blind or deaf they might be off patrol, especially if they were disabled or younger. But... no. Nothing will ever change that we are family. We would have to set new boundaries and lower some old ones, but there wouldn't be, ever be, a change in how we see each other."

"Yeah," Mike peeped up, his signature smile plastered on his face, "Raphie-boy's fat and he's still our brother! Unfortunately..."

"Dat's it Mike, yer goin' down!"

"Wait, Raph, wait!"

Don and Leo just leaned against each other smiling, watching their two hot colored brothers roughhouse.

"Raph! Please don't pummel me! I beg!"

"No mercy!" Raph growled, 'pummeling' his baby brother.

"The difficulties of being the good child."

"Children. And tell me about it."

Leo and Don casually low-fived.

Question Four: Asked by a Guest (Back when the story was uploaded for the first time), Raph, you ever worried about losing your temper one day?

Raph, sitting alone on the couch, frowned deeply. He sighed, rubbing his face.

"Course I am. My brothas mean tha world ta me. I've checked every inch behind dis couch, dey ain't 'ere. So, I can say it." He chuckled lightly at that before his stressed mood came back.

"I don' eva wanna hurt 'em. If I eva hurt dem, I would neva forgive mahself."

He rubbed his shoulder before growling a low growl to himself and standing up.

"Neva." Was all he said as he went to leave the small room the questions were asked in.

So, how was it? Any requests? PM me! Don't review your requests please (to help keep this story under the radar of the Net police, so it can stay up for your enjoyment)

But you CAN review to tell me your feedback or how much you enjoyed it!

Disclaimer: I do not own the franchise. And this is NOT intended to piss off or break rules. I am aware I am breaking these guidelines but I've seen so many authors post these SAME Q&A works and NOT get in trouble. Not trying to get them in trouble, I just want the police here to chill and take a breather. It's a website for the community. To share and enthuse about their fandoms. Don't ruin it by forcing people to take stories down. This site is for fun.

Enjoy it :)