Its here! Its finally here! I've been dying to do this chapter and guess what! I JUST DID IT! :D

I DON'T OWN TMNT!

Enjoy! :D

Mikey winced slightly but managed to hide it from the young turtle. He smiled as Raphael gave him a worried look.

"What happened?" Raph lightly touched the bandaged spot of the orange-clad turtles shoulder.

"I just got an owie, Raphie" Mikey answered; bouncing the three year old on his knee. "It will get better"

"Did you fall?" Raph asked "I fell and got an owie once. Daddy only gave me a band-aid though, nothing this big" Raph pouted in thought for a second.

Mikey opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted when Don opened the lab door; his contraption in his hand and Leo at his side. "You ready Raph?"

Raph sat down on Mikey's knee, leaned up against his plastron, and folded his arms "Ready for what?"

Leo picked the turtle up off of his brother and set him on the ground and smiled "He's ready. Do it Don"

The red flash illuminated the lair, causing everyone to squeeze their eyes shut. The light faded and Leo ran up and caught Raphael as he grabbed his head and fell. Leo easily put Raph back on his feet and turned a questioning gaze onto Don.

Donnie stared at Raph for a moment, who was shaking his head and blinking. Don started to hit his aging device. "What the heck" He mumbled under his breath.

"Raph…Raphie?" Mikey stretched his hand out cautiously.

"Don't call me that" Raph snapped; his dazed eyes turning into a glare as his head snapped to where Michelangelo was sitting. He blinked again before finally taking in his surroundings "What is everyone looking at"

"Well…" Mikey sighed a bit and creased his eye ridges "You"

Raph rolled his eyes "No der, bonehead"

"I don't…. I don't understand…. It shouldn't have…. What the heck!" Don mumbled to himself. He finally gave out an irradiated huff "We'll have to go back to the T.C.R.I. and find out what went wrong"

Leo nodded. "Alright, we leave in a couple of hours, when the sun sets again."

He looked straight towards Michelangelo "You'll have to stay here." Mikey threw his head back and groaned; his body taking up more of the couch as he mourned. Leo's gaze shifted towards the red-banded turtle "You too"

Raph's eyes slightly widened. "Wait! What!" He growled "Why do I have to be the one to babysit Mikey?" He jabbed his thumb towards his overly dramatic brother.

"I don't need a babysitter!" Mikey's head jerked up and puffed his lips out in an irritated way at Leonardo.

Leo placed his hands on his face; he let them slid down. "I'm not letting either of you get in any danger or get hurt."

"I won't get hurt Leo!" Raph snapped "I can take care of myself!"

Donnie walked over, April following close behind "April said she can watch them, and Casey's coming over to help."

Leo winced slightly "Casey's coming?"

"I don't need no freakin babysitter!" Raph growled; Mikey nodded in agreement. Raph pointed a finger towards Mikey "He might! But I don't!" Mikey nodded in agreement, but stopped suddenly and made a face, giving a slight 'hey' before slumping his shoulders a bit as he realized no one was going to listen to him anyways.

"Raph, we are not discussing this right now!" Leo commanded; he turned to talk to Donatello, but Raph wasn't done yet.

"No! This so isn't fair! We can't I go topside too!"

Leo turned back around "Because I said so!"

"I don't care what you say!" Raph spat.

"Raph, I agree with Leo, you gotta stay here" Donnie gave a comforting smile, this only ticked Raphael off further.

Raph turned to Mikey who shrugged "Hey, if I got to stay, I say it's only fair" Michelangelo smirked as he saw his brother grow more irritated.

Raph snarled at his brothers "I'm not staying down here"

"Yes you are" Leo crossed his arms and glared at the hotheaded turtle.

"We're only doing what's best for you" April piped up.

"I don't want what's best for me! I want to go topside with you guys!" Raph yelled

"We know" Leo placed a calming hand on his brother's shoulder "But we need you to stay here" Raph shoved Leo's hand off of him.

"This is so unfair!" He yelled as he ran off to his room; he turned and glared at them from the inside of his doorframe.

"I'm 13 years old!" He yelled "I can take care of myself!"

The sound of the slamming door echoed throughout the lair.

I know its short, but I hope you guys still liked it :)

Sooo, what did you think?

You thought this story was almost over didn't you!

HAHAHAHA NOPE!

Its getting closer though :)

-Tori