The Tall Strong Oak Mikey squealed as he skid around the corner of the couch. Two of his older brothers laughter echoed back at him, and only made move fast as a hand brushed again his head. The fingers wrapped around the streaming tails of his mask, and he could feel it as it was yanked off. Strong arms pulled at him, but as he wiggled away from his captor, and the patter of his feet could be heard as he dashed down the hallway.
Donnie let out an exasperated sigh. This was supposed to be the easy job, or so he had told himself. With Master Splinter sick, it had fallen upon his shoulders, as well as Leo and Raph’s, to get Mikey ready for bed. In the long run though, they should have gone over each job more carefully. Who in their right mind put Leo up for cooking Mikey’s supper? Or have Raph give him a bath? And here he was, trying to catch the youngest of them all so that he could drag him away to bed. It would have bee
TMNT - Power OutThree-year-old Michelangelo sat in front of the TV watching his favorite television show. It was his turn to pick the channel so none of his brothers could complain that it was a show about talking construction vehicles. He looked behind him to see his three older brothers sitting uninterested on the sofa behind him, with the exception of one who appeared more angry than uninterested. Mikey smiled as he moved to lay on his plastron kicking his feet in the air and resting his head in his hands.TMNT - Power Out3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Mikey, move your feet.” Raphael complained with his arms crossed unable to form a more complex sentence.
“You don’t like this show, Raphie.” Mikey smiled as he intentionally pointed his toes at the ceiling.
Before Raphael could retaliate, the lair went dark. Every single one of the few light sources in the lair simultaneously blew. The four boys let out a surprised scream as their surroundings disappeared right before their eyes.
“What’s going on?”
TMNT: One Small Turtle: Splinter and Michelangelomy AU from Splinter's POVTMNT: One Small Turtle: Splinter and Michelangelo3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
If I were to be asked if my life would change drastically for the third time in just about sixteen year I would have thought you to be crazy. Then Leonardo told me they found ‘him’ clinging to Raphael’s leg. Donatello stepped forward and I could see who the ‘him’ was. It was an infant mutant turtle, just like my other three sons except for his freckles.
It was another early morning with Michelangelo. I changed his diaper and then wrapped him tightly in a blanket so he would not catch a cold. The poor little one seems to get cold easier than my older sons did when they were children, and even now. Donatello told me that Michelangelo’s body contained more turtle DNA than human DNA and that could be why. I do not understand my gifted son much of the time, but this did make sense.
I look down at Michelangelo, his eye are bright blue filled with wonder. He is always smiling and laughing even at nothing. It is hard not t
TMNT: One Small Turtle: Mikey Can't SleepA/N: this is for my AU ficTMNT: One Small Turtle: Mikey Can't Sleep3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was almost eleven thirty when Raph could heard his door being slowly pushed open. The dull hallway light entered his room. Raph could see his two-year-brother standing in the doorway.
Mikey rubbed his eye with his right hand, he had a stuffed bear under his left arm. “Raphie can’t sleep,” he said walking closer, “Donnie sleeping at desk again.”
Raph smiled. Mikey always went to Donnie when he could not sleep, except when he fell asleep in his lab. “Sure come on over little ninja,” Raph said lifting the covers so Mikey could climb under. Mikey wiggled his way onto Raph’s plastron. “Good night little ninja,” Raph said giving him a kiss on the forehead.
“Raphie warm…” Mikey said before falling asleep.
Mikey unconsciously grabbed Raph’s mask for the first and last time and began to chew on the ends of his already chewed mask.
TMNT: One Small Turtle: Meets Aprilmy auTMNT: One Small Turtle: Meets April3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was an early morning. Donnie was sitting on the couch holding a sleeping Mikey. Then Donnie felt something wet and warm on his plastron. He looked down at Mikey. “Uh sensei...I think we need diapers.” Donnie stoop up and walked to the bathroom he would have to clean himself and his brother.
“Leonardo, please call April and see and see if she may help us with this little situation,” Splinter asked.
“Hai sensei,” Leo said pulling out his t-phone. It was three in the morning April was not going to enjoy this. Leo dialed her number.
“Okay Mikey time for a bath,” Donnie said from the bathroom.
“You do now it’s three am right?” April asked.
“Yeah, well it’s just----” Leo cringed and Mikey started to cry loudly.
“Mikey it’s only water!” Donnie was trying to sooth the small turtle.
“Is that a baby? And who is Mikey?” April asked.
“Well you see---
TMNT: One Small Turtle: Too Far Gone? in the stormmy AU. This fic contains many references to my pervious fics for the One Small Turtle series.TMNT: One Small Turtle: Too Far Gone? in the storm3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The room was lined with twelve cages, each cage held a lamp and turtle egg. Mikey could feel himself breaking out of his egg, it was hard work. Time flashed forward he was happily eating a slice of apple when a cold robotic hand reached inside the cage and dumped a substance on him that began to burn his body. He began to cry it was painful, his body began to grow. Time flashed forward again. This time he was being loaded into a truck, but then he felt himself falling...the cage opened he began to crawl..he found something to hold onto.
Mikey bolted up right. He was breathing heavily. This must was a memory from his time with the Kraang. Mikey sighed and pulled his covers over his head and attempted to fall back to sleep, but when he closed his eyes he saw his father, laying across him protecting him to the point of death. Mikey rubbed his head. His heart was racing. It was one in the mor
TMNT: Mother's DayTMNT: Mother's Day3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Splinter was watching his boys draw with chalk in front of the home in the sewer. It was a bittersweet day for the former human, it was Mother's Day. All he could think about was his beloved Tang Shen. He was lost in his thoughts, he did not see what his youngest Michelangelo had drawn, but what he did see what the smallest turtle had fallen asleep and it looked as if he was crying.
Splinter looked at what his orange clad turtle had drawn, it was a women. He still felt the need to ask his son, "Michelangelo what did you draw?" His voice shook.
"A mommy," he responded simply, "so you won't be lonely."
TMNT: Mikey's MaskApril was sitting on the couch next to Donnie on her right working on his computer, he brushed his purple mask off his shoulder as he leaned forward to get a better look at the schematic. Raph was on her left reading a comic book with Spike on his shoulder nibbling his red mask. Leo was kneeling in front of the TV watching Space Heroes, his mask was perfectly down the center of his back. April looked at the brothers, their masks were all various lengths, but long for the most part except Mikey. Who was laying on his back on the other side of Donnie, who’s short orange mask stuck out.TMNT: Mikey's Mask3 years ago in Drama More Like This
“Why is Mikey’s mask so short?” she asked.
Everyone stopped, it was sore subject one they hoped April would never bring up. Leo turned away from the TV and looked at April. Raph put down his comic book and Donnie closed his laptop, Mikey remained unmoved.
“Guys what is it?” April asked.
Mikey flipped himself the right way, she could he his moves were not as precise as th
TMNT: A Dart for a Brother: Chapter 1 - On FireA/N: This is not related to my AU, One Small Turtle.TMNT: A Dart for a Brother: Chapter 1 - On Fire3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The night was dark, they were fighting the Foot. It was typical night, that was until something unexpected happened.
As the four turtles were fighting, they didn't notice a foot ninja pull out a dart gun. Leo had his back to Foot, but Mikey quickly noticed the dart flying through the air. He leapt in front of his oldest brother, he fell to the ground.
Leo turned around to see his baby brother on the ground, a dart sticking out of his arm, "guys! we need to go! Now!" Leo lifted Mikey up into his arms, he strangely felt lighter.
Raph turned his head, "what are you talking about Leo?" he saw his youngest brother out cold, "Mikey!" Raph run towards Leo, "what the shell happened Leo?!"
"H-he got hit my dart. . . saving me. . . ." Leo gasped.
Raph glared at Leo, "what the shell! how could you not note--"
"Raph! Not now! We need to get Mikey back to the lair so I can check what was sent in his system!" Donnie interrupted.
TMNT: BooyakashaMikey was sitting at the kitchen table. He was writing a list.TMNT: Booyakasha3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Mikey what are you doing?” Donnie asked looking over his brother’s shoulder.
“Thinking of a battle cry! All the cool people have one!”
“Like who?” Donnie asked.
“Uh, I can’t think of any right now….” Mikey said.
“What do you have so far?” Donnie asked.
“Goro Goro Sama, Goongala, Cowabunga, or Booyakasha,” Mikey said.
“Mr. Thunder?” Leo said, “Mikey that is not you.”
“Aww man,” Mikey crossed it off his list.
“Goongala is too weird even for you Mikey,” Donnie said.
“Cowabunga makes me want to hit you,” Raph said joining his brothers.
“Raph what has sensei said about hitting Mikey,” Leo said.
“Well, if he said cowabunga he deserves it,” Raph said.
“Booyakasha it is then!” Mikey said.
“That sounds weird,” Raph said.
“Well I l
Full-Time JobA/N: The turtles are about 4 years old in this story. Enjoy!Full-Time Job3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Splinter glanced up from his now empty plate to glance at his four beloved children. He shook his head at the all-too-typical sight that met his gaze.
Leonardo's seat was empty; the presumed oldest of his sons had been the first to finish and the first to be allowed to be dismissed from the table.
Raphael had almost entirely cleared his plate, but had fallen asleep where he sat, his face buried in the remaining contents of his meal.
Donatello's meal had remained almost completely untouched; the pickiest of his sons sat with his head rested on his hand as he poked at the contents of the plate with disgust, simultaneously releasing over-dramatic sighs.
Michelangelo, having just finished his third serving, was now desperately licking his empty plate.
Splinter sighed. “Donatello, you will not leave until you have cleaned your plate.”
“But I told you I'm not hungry!” Donnie protested.
“I'll clean his
Tot LanguageA/N - This takes place when the turtles are around two-years-old.Tot Language3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Master Splinter sat in his make-shift living room watching over his four toddlers as he meditated. It would be a wonder to anyone how the rat could concentrate with the ruckus the little ones made. He finished his meditation and opened his eyes to see two of them, Raphael and Michelangelo, wrestling around on the floor. He observed the two carefully to be sure they were not fighting, but after hearing only a few seconds of their laughter, he was certain no harm was being done.
Just outside the action, Donatello was sitting cross-legged while he sucked on his thumb and held his purple blanket to his cheek, laughing and smiling through his tired eyes that burdened him to sleepiness.
Splinter glanced at Leonardo who sat quietly watching a cartoon on the television, eyes wide and mouth agape. The colorful images and goofy sounds made him oblivious to the commotion his two younger brothers were making.
As much as their playfu
TMNT: One Small Turtle: Lab PartnersMikey loved watching Donnie work in his lab. Now that he was older Donnie allowed him to help him more when he was paying attention. Mikey was lost when it came to all the science. He did not share the science passion, but the fact he showed an interest in what he did meant a lot to him. It was something Leo and Raph teased him for it, but Mikey showed a genuine interest.TMNT: One Small Turtle: Lab Partners2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Donnie pulled on his lab coat and placed his googles on the top of his head. Mikey crossed his arms and looked at Donnie. “An assistant need a lab coat too!” he complained
“Yes, yes, I have just the right one for you. Donnie crossed the room to his closet. “This was my lab coat when I was your age,” he said handing the coat to Mikey.
The seven-year-old turtle slipped the coat on and looked to his brother, “How do I look?” he asked.
Donnie scrunched up his face, “Something is missing,” he said.
“What is it?”
“I know!” Donnie went into a desk
TMNT: Dart for a Brother: Chapter 2 - New FindingsA/N: This is not related to my AU, One Small Turtle.TMNT: Dart for a Brother: Chapter 2 - New Findings3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I ain’t giving him a bath!” Raph complained.
“Bubbles?” Mikey asked ignored Raph’s displeasure when they entered the bathroom.
Leo nodded, "But of course. How can you take a bath without them."
Donnie turned towards Raph, "Really, you will have to spend time with Mikey like this at some point, why aren't you doing it anyway?"
"It's too weird to give your brother a bath," Raph said.
Donnie shrugged, "I don’t see the problem, we used to have baths together all the time," Donnie turned to clean up the kitchen, "by the way, why are you so... distant from Mikey? April was right you know, with what happened he really needs ALL of his brothers. It may be permeant."
"I told you it's weird! Beyond that I don’t know why!"
Donnie looked at Raph, "Raph, we are brothers. We help one other, and you are not really helping," Donnie was done with cleaning the kitchen and walked back to his lab
Sleep Tight (T-Tots)Bed time was always a difficult time in the sewers. Trying to get four four-year-old turtles to fall asleep at a decent hour was just as hard as trying to teach them ninjutsu, if not harder. As the clock chimed seven, Splinter left his room to prepare the evening tea. He had found the turtles sleep better when they have a warm cup of tea before bed. He set the kettle on the stove top as he went to retrieve the boys. First, he went into Donnie’s lab space where a young Donatello was reading a very large of book on understanding chemistry.Sleep Tight (T-Tots)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Donatello.” He smiled, “It is almost time for tea. Please be quick to the kitchen.”
“I’ll be there in a minute sensei,” Donnie smiled at his father as he closed the book and set it on his lab bench.
Splinter closed the door and set off to find Raphael. He was harder to find than Donatello as he would never be in the same place twice. Raphael was not in the turtles’ room, not in the dojo, and not in
TMNT: Life or betrayal: Chapter 7: AlliancesMikey was in his new room, the one was he to share with the brother he thought he was closest with; Donnie. Mikey sighed now all his brothers thought that he was traitor. Mikey was so lost in his thoughts he did not hear his father enter the room.TMNT: Life or betrayal: Chapter 7: Alliances3 years ago in Drama More Like This
“Michelangelo?” Splinter asked.
Mikey turned and looked up, “Hey, Sensei.”
“Leonardo said that you dropped the soup you made for your brothers by mistake. Somehow I feel that is not entirely true. He knelt down by Mikey, “What happened?”
Mikey sighed, “Raph said it was probably poisoned and threw it off the counter.”
“I see,” Splinter said sighing.
“L-Leo told you? I-I know he lied, b-but he did help me and tell you,” Mikey said avoiding his father’s eyes.
“It would seem Leonardo is starting to see you as if brother again. Albeit it is very small matter, but he could beginning to feel sorry and looking for amends,” Splinter said placing a paw on hi
TMNT: Life or betrayal: Chapter 9: TearsMikey jumped to his feet. “I don't feel good,” he moaned bringing his hands to his mouth.TMNT: Life or betrayal: Chapter 9: Tears3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Raph grinned at Donnie. “What's wrong Mikey?” he mocked.
Mikey held a hand to his stomach and moaned.
“...you okay?” Leo asked.
Splinter reached out and put a hand on Mikey's arm. “Michelangelo? What is the matter?”
“I gotta go to the bathroom!” Mikey yelled and ran off to the bathroom with smoke on his heels.
Donnie and Raph did their best to hide their laughter, but it did not get past the eyes of their glaring father.
Leo rolled his eyes.
“Boys, your brother does not feel well. Do not laugh at him,” Splinter scolded.
“Hai sensei,” Donnie responded, chuckling as he heard Mikey vomiting in the distance.
“I-I’m going to check on Mikey,” Leo stood up and walked over to bathroom, “Mikey?”
“G-go a-away. . . .” Mikey snapped, slamming the door shut.
Leo sighed.“Mikey, ple
TMNT: Trapped: Mikey's ObsessionMikey woke up, his arm was sore and in a sling. It had only been two days since his accident.TMNT: Trapped: Mikey's Obsession3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Raph looked to Donnie and counted to five.
“Seriously, the Nightwatcher saved me!”
“Mikey I told ya, you were on the roof alone, no ‘Nightwatcher’ was around,” Raph snapped.
“Why would he expose himself? We never did, I mean yeah I am Carl, but they don’t know the truth. The Nightwatcher would not show himself…”
“Mikey you need to let it go,” Donnie said.
“But he really did save me! And I-I never thanked him….” Mikey trailed off, “I am going to find him and prove it to you!”
“No you ain’t! Ya got one good arm, what if---”
“If anything happens the Nightwatcher will----”
“MIKEY! WHEN WILL YOU GET IT THERE IS NO NIGHTWATCHER!” Raph shouted slamming a fist down on the table causing his two brothers to jump.
“Raph...he is…” Mikey
TMNT - Berry PickingOnce upon a time, four cloaked turtle brothers wandered through the forest. The eldest wore a blue cloak to hide his turtle figure. His name was Leonardo and he was the turtle in charge. He led his brothers along the winding roads of the forest. Behind him was the second oldest. His cloak was a dark red. It looked like it had been through a lot judging by the stains and tares. Raphael was his name. Behind Raphael, the third oldest turtle in purple trudged along. He was slightly taller than his brothers. But what he made up for in height, he lacked in muscle as he was scrawniest out of the eldest brothers. He went by Donatello.TMNT - Berry Picking3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
And the last of the turtles was Michelangelo. He was the youngest out of all of them, younger by many years. His oversized orange cloak drowned his tiny body. He stumbled over the ends and kept adjusting the hood so he could see Donatello in front of him. He tried to keep up with his big brothers, but it was a challenge when his legs are not even half the size of
TMNT: Trapped: End of an ObsessionMikey was was propped up in his bed. He had April bring him some newspapers, he was trying to figure out the Nightwatcher, he still had to thank him still. Mikey mapped out where the Nightwatcher had been spotted over the past week. Mikey noticed a pattern to the Nightwatcher’s locations. He was always within two blocks of Mikey, he was protecting him? He knew he was still weak. So the day he was attacked, was the Nightwatcher there too?TMNT: Trapped: End of an Obsession2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Mikey I got you some pizza,” Donnie said walking into Mikey’s bedroom.
“Thanks bro, but when get I leave my room, this is annoying,” Mikey groaned.
“How about when you stop obsessing over a vigilante with a death wish?” Raph said standing at the door with crossed arms.
“He saved my life! And the lives of others! That’s more than you’ve done since--”
“Say his name and I will make sure you are in that bed for another week,” Raph challenged. Seeing the look from Donnie, R
TMNT - T-Tots - Sore ThroatMikey forced his eyes open. He knew something felt off the second he regained consciousness from a long nights sleep. He looked around the room, but everything was just the way he had left it the night before: messy. He checked his bed to make sure everything was still there, as it was.TMNT - T-Tots - Sore Throat3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He sighed as he climbed out of his bed and trudged along to the bathroom. He took care of his morning business before going to join his family in the kitchen. They had begun breakfast without him. He looked at the clock on the oven, it was after 9 AM. He took his seat at the table and picked up a pancake. He made a face as he picked it up and set it on his plate. He just wasn’t very hungry. He felt that the pancake would taste bad.
“Michelangelo. I see you slept in this morning?” Splinter asked, setting his fork on the side of his dish, “Is everything alright, my son?”
All of his brothers turned to look at him, awaiting his response. He tried to speak, but it came out in a
Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 7Splinter stood in his son's doorway watching his chest rise and fall and listening to the lulling sound of his light snores filling the dark room. It was only two o'clock in the afternoon, but Splinter surely couldn't blame Raphael for choosing to sleep at the rather inappropriate time. There wasn't much else to do when one was confined to one room for the majority of their day.Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 72 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He quietly moved into the room and sat beside his snoozing son. It was then that he noticed the shell-shaped cell phone secured under the boy's giant hand against his slowly moving chest. His cell phone was the only privilege that he hadn't taken away. He must have fallen asleep texting, he assumed.
Splinter carefully moved the sheltering hand and removed the cell phone. He wasn't surprised that the movement hadn't woken Raphael, having always known him to be a heavy sleeper. He could recall several incidents in which his hardiest infant slept through abrupt movements and sounds that would have easily disturbed
TMNT: Life or betrayal: Chapter 5: A New HomeLeonardo, Raphael, and Donatello were starting to load their belongings in to the Shell-Raiser when Master Splinter returned. Slowly he entered the lair, he sighed, “I did not find Michelangelo,” he said sadly.TMNT: Life or betrayal: Chapter 5: A New Home3 years ago in Drama More Like This
“We don't need that traitor, Sensei,” Raph spat.
“Raphael, your brother is not a traitor! He loves each and every one of you!” Splinter scolded.
“Apparently not more than he loves himself,” he sneered.
In one swift swat he nailed each of them with his staff. “You should all be ashamed of yourselves! Have you not learned anything from nearly losing him last week?”
“Sensei,” Leo said, “I'm sure he's fine where ever he is. He can take care of himself.”
“He is fifteen and has lived in isolation his whole life! He cannot yet care for himself out there!” Splinter shouted.
“I'm sure he's safe. We know he was with April not long ago and we could tell she was intent on taking care of him
TMNT: BackflipsMikey fell on his back, dispute his father’s assistance. He grunted, “sensei, I can’t do a back flip,” he said.TMNT: Backflips3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Yes, you can you must keep trying,” Splinter said as he guided Mikey into a back flip, “and in time you will get it.”
“I don’t think I ever will, Raphie called me stupid for not learning it yet,” Mikey said looking at his feet.
“My son you are not stupid for not learning it yet, you just need more time,” Splinter said gently.
“But they all have been doing it for two months!” Mikey cried, “I can’t do it! And do what else I can’t do?”
“What is my son?” Splinter asked gently.
“Tie my shoes!”
“Michelangelo you do not wear shoes,” Splinter said gently.
“We will break for today,” Splinter said smiling.
“thanks sensei!” Mikey said smiling.
“I can try to help you Mikey,”
Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 2Donatello sighed gently, though exasperated.Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Mikey, keep the icepack on your nose,” he persisted and took the pack of ice off of Mikey's lap where it had dropped to for the umpteenth time. He pressed it to his stubborn little brother's beak until his own free hand came up to accept it and hold it in place.
“Is it broken?” he mumbled.
Donnie continued to press the larger icepack to Mikey's injured arm where he kept his concentrated gaze fixed.
“No, it's not broken. I just need you to keep the icepack on your nose to help keep the swelling down,” he explained.
Mikey shook his head. “No, dude, I mean my arm.”
Donnie cringed. “Uh...yeah, buddy, it's broken.”
“Of course,” Mikey groaned.
Donnie pulled the icepack up from Mikey's arm to check the progress of the reduced swelling. There was hardly any; he knew they could be there a while. Perfect. Nothing was more difficult than trying to do a medical procedure on a fidge