Disclaimer: Not mine, someone else's.

Title: TMNT: Mafioso.

Rating: T

Pairings: April/Casey…. Cuz they're already together, and now; Mikey/Angel.

Genre: Crime/Family…. It can be considered a little bit humor too

Summary: Splinters dead, Michaelangelo is the new leader of the Dragon-Foot clan, Leonardo is a bartender, Raphael is a loan-shark and Donatello's gone rogue turtle. Anything else? Oh, well Casey and April own a nightclub if it means anything….

Day twenty-three

Leo was half-way through his graveyard-shift when Doc came into the Green-Ninja. It was unusual; sure, Doc occasional came for drinks, but only when it was close to closing time.

"What brings you here this early, Doc?" Leo asked, rubbing a glass with a dry cloth as usual.

"Slow night." Doc replied, and sat down at the stool "The city's scumbags have been laying low lately, it had something to do with some rich person ruining some criminals life."

Leo let out a whistle "What will it be tonight, Doc?"

Doc thought for a moment "You've been practicing your mixology; give me whatever will get me drunk the fastest."

Leo shrugged and took out several bottles of different alcoholic drinks and some club soda. Mixing several different things together and then shaking it, he poured the oddly colored concoction into a glass, then handed it to Doc. "I want you, it's…. Potent."

Doc rolled his eyes and dropped ice cubes into it "How potent could it be?"

-Later-

Renet was watching TV when she heard staggering; she turned to see Doc and Leo entering the Lair. Odd, because Leo never came down to the sewers except for Christmas or Thanksgiving, and Doc was being supported by Leo too. Doc looked strange; his eyes were wide and far-off, his purple-tinted snow-goggles were dangling around his neck instead of around his head, and his hood was down.

"Uh… What is like, going on?" Renet asked.

"Doc is drunk off of his shell." Leo replied.

"Nu uh, I'm still in my shell…." Doc slurred, then poked Leo in the eye-holes of his reaper-mask. Leo swatted his hand away "No hitting!" Doc complained and staggered away from Leo, he swayed and almost fell over several times.

"Are you okay Doc?" Renet asked.

"Nope." Doc replied and grabbed onto her shoulders to keep stable "I'm sorry." He suddenly said.

"For what?" Renet asked curiously.

"Don't know, I feel sorry about everything." He replied "I'm sorry I'm a lousy sensei."

"That's not true! You're a good teacher!" Renet assured.

"Then how come you suck at being a ninja?" Doc asked bluntly.

Renet made a face, walked into the kitchen and came back with a frying pan.

"What are you going to do with tha-!" Leo tried to ask, but was cut off by his own shock when Renet hit Doc over the head with the pan.

"OWW!" Doc, Leo, and El (who was rudely awaken from his sleep) yelled in pain, it echoed in the Lair.

Day twenty-four

Today, all of the turtles were experiencing massive head pain, courtesy of Doc; if the hang-over wasn't bad enough, there was still the bad throbbing from the hit over the head with the frying pan. Now they couldn't so much as think a thought without groaning in pain.

And even though Leo had to sleep in the O'Neil's basement to keep away from Cody and Shadow in such condition, Doc had locked himself in his former lab to keep away from Renet, and El had to make his posse beat someone up for him, the one who was suffering most was probably Mikey.

You see, our crazed overlord fries his brain enough while studying; but having to study with a bad headache? That was a guaranteed recipe for disaster.

"Erm, Mike? Are you sure that's safe?" Angel asked her boyfriend awkwardly as he grabbed an entire pot of coffee.

"Nope." The turtle replied before tipping his head back and guzzling the entire pot of coffee…. Which was, by the way, not decaf.

El was nursing his headache in the alley while his posse was roughing up Tony 'The Butcher' Vivaldi, who had borrowed from El a couple weeks back but never paid back. El, of course, as the actual Loan-Shark, wanted to do the beating himself, but he'd have to leave it to his boys while his head was pounding.

Ring Ring

With a grunt, El grabbed his shellcell and answered. "What?" He asked, agitated.

"Umm…. Raph?" A girls voice from the other side of the line asked.

"Angel? What is it?" El asked, suddenly concerned; Angel normally called him whenever Mikey did something more mental than usual. "What did Mikey do now?"

"A lot of things," Angel sighed "but can you and Don come over and sedate him? He's having a caffeine over-dose and has already destroyed all of the training bots!"

"Shit." El swore; Mike actually destroyed all of those training bots? Didn't he have two hundred of those? This was exactly why Master Splinter banned Mikey from ever drinking coffee….

El felt a pang in his heart at the thought of his deceased rat father. Shaking his throbbing head, El took off to the nearest manhole.

-Later-

"Why did I have a feeling this would fail?" Doc groaned.

"Shut up." El hissed.

"You two are now in my clutches and Batman will not be able to save you from your doom!" Mikey bellowed from below them.

You see, once El explained the situation to Don, they rushed over to Oroku Saki enterprises to the pillar room where Mikey normally was. Mikey was literally bouncing off of the walls and everything! Not only could they not shoot him with the tranquilizer, but he actually managed to catch both of them, tie them up and dangle them upside down from the ceiling.

…This was the reason he had been banned from drinking coffee. Last time he had over-dosed on caffeine, Master Splinter and Leonardo combined were unable to subdue him, it came to the point they had to use a pizza to lure him into a special box, then use the Burmese sleeper grip while he was trapped in it.

"Muahahaha!" Mikey cackled evilly and El could have sworn he heard thunder somewhere "You have tried, and failed to stop my plans from ruling Earth and Dimension X! Once I harvest the organs of the Maltese Hamster, I will finally possess the algorithms to finish my algebra homework!" Mikey raved insanely.

"Do you have any idea what he's babbling about?" Doc asked El.

"No, not a clue." El replied.

"Geeze, I really under-estimated his creativity." Doc commented.

"It's not yo' fault…. He went nuts." El told him.

"Now," Mikey said and picked up a TV remote "with a click of this button I will sacrifice you Justice League scum to the leviathan!"

"I'll have you know I prefer Marvel over D.C!" Doc yelled.

"Dude, fuck Marvel." El snorted "D.C has the two greatest super-heroes ever; Superman, and Batman."

To which Doc replied "Yeah, well has more stuff! They more merchandise, more movies, more franchising, do you even know how popular Spiderman was before the second and third movie came out?"

"Silence!" Mike yelled and pressed a button on the remote.

Unexpectedly, the floor beneath them opened.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Doc and El shouted.

"Sweet right?" Mikey said, pointing into the new chamber "I mean, I know everyone said it was a waste of three-hundred thousand dollars, but it was totally worth it!"

"Doc, I'm scared!" El told his brother in a manly whimper.

"I am too Raphael, I am too." Doc said, close to tears.

With an insane chuckle, Mikey pushed another button, and Doc and El fell from their hanging place on the ceiling into the chamber of horrors that were terrifying beyond human understand…. Well not really.

-Later-

Angel came into the pillar room to find El and Doc there…. Both of them were higging their knees and rocking back and forth, their faces were blank but their eyes said they were in dire need of therapy.

"Uh… Are you guys alright?" Angel asked, somehow she knew Mike had something to do with this… Then again, maybe she thought this because he was currently curled up asleep against a pillar while sucking his thumb, probably having had a caffeine crash.

"No." Doc replied. "No we're not okay, we've been scarred for life."

"How could Mikey do that to us? I thought we were brothers!" El added, shivering.

"What did he do?" Angel asked, more curios than worried. Knowing these guys, they were probably being dramatic.

"He dropped us in that… Horrible torture chamber." Doc told her, and pointed to the floor.

And then Angel realized what had them so spooked.

You see, under the floor was a chamber; it was completely filled with memorabilia…. Of My little ponies, Pokemon and Sonic the Hegdehog (all of the things Doc and El hated). Plushies, toys, comics, posters, furniture and annoying theme songs galore! And after having been stuck in there for three hours before Mikey finally let them out, the mental damage was astonishing.

"Uh…" Angel took out her wallet "I'll give each of you fifty bucks, and you can buy yourselves a cheap shrink, or nice drinks." She said.

Once the two turtles fled, she sighed and turned to her sleeping boyfriend.

"Oh Mikey, what am I going to do with you?"

Next chapter will yeild an unexpected excersize for the brothers to learn how to understand each other more... Thia chapter was just another 'shits and giggles' where Mike torments his brothers in weird ways.

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