Bed Time | By : CheshireKat Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 5615 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own these guys, they belong to the creators of TMNT, and I do not make any profit from this story. It is purely for fun and the readers enjoyment. |
After a most refreshing shower Raph dragged himself out from underneath the warm water and out into the main area of the lair, trying to be as stealthy as possible so he wouldn’t run into his younger brother. This didn’t happen however since at this point in time Mikey was racing down the sewers while Donny attempted to keep up and collect data on his bike. A very complicated feet since he had to steer, balance a lap top on the handle bars, and watch out for any obstructions at the same time.
Raph of course new nothing of this. The only thing the red banded turtle knew was that if he saw Mikey any time soon he would turn as red as his bandana and probably have to go to his room for an hour and replay what he had done in the bathroom for thirty minutes. Again thinking only of Mikey the entire time.
Skittering through the upstairs he got into his room without running into either Leo or Splinter, and was sure to close the door as silently as possible. There he replaced his last undergarment and his face band. Sitting on the bed he began to think more about Mikey. The whole ordeal was extremely foreign to him. The thought that he would become attracted to his brothers had never entered his head, especially not thoughts of the one brother who caused him temporary insanity at times. The only way it could be weirder is if it were Leo. That one…that one he couldn’t see working exactly. Then of course, he wasn’t sure how he could see something with Mikey working all that well either.
The younger one was what drove him insane day in and day out. Yes Leo got on his nerves from time to time with his lectures, but Mikey was twenty-four seven. In the mornings it wasn’t too bad, as long as Mikey stayed asleep longer than the rest. If he was the first up, which only happened if Leo was sick, then everyone would be awakened by the sound of things blowing up as some video game unraveled on the T.V. screen.
In the afternoon it was just being badgered. Randomly popping out of the wood work to start unbelievable conversations on why certain things were named; like why pencil was called a “pencil” and not a “Lead stick” since it held lead, and was more a stick than a pen. Or randomly wanting to play something old like hide-an-go-seek, or even wall ball, (a guilty pleasure of Raph’s that no one would ever learn of). The kid acted hyper active almost every hour of the day, seemed to be able to find anything that included sugar, and had an over abundance of extremely bad jokes to throw into any situation. Yet, Raph still felt somewhat drawn to the orange banded turtle.
Whenever he was in a bad mood Mikey would attempt, key word being attempt, to cheer him up. Even though this usually just led to even more anger, and maybe a new bruise on Mikey’s arm, Raph knew that the younger one was only trying to help him. Something that he found amazing since the other too turtles would probably prefer to wrestle a crocodile that had been placed in pool of mountain dew and shocked with a tazer. Yet Mikey always came around with a bad joke and a smile. He would then leave with a bruise or a slightly happier Raph.
Raph caught himself smiling at these thoughts. Maybe Mikey wasn’t so bad, annoying yes, but still able to cheer people up at times. He was the little ball of light that went about the others to illuminate the dark corners that they would hide in, Raph having this treatment done the most. These thoughts of Mikey showed a light that he had never really thought of. The youngest of them was like glue to them all, holding them together with laughter and making sure they realized they were still in their teens, and not yet adults. It made something in Raph’s heart stir when he thought this.
Maybe fallin for my little bro isn’t such a bad thing. Raph thought with a smile as he stood and headed for the door. I just needed one hell of a wake up call to realize it. With that he stood up and headed to his door. He thought he could hear the Mikey’s voice talking rapidly downstairs.
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