First TumbleRaph opened his eyes, trying to identify what had woken him up. “Wha’ the…” he groggily mumbled. Then he heard it again, a small whimper coming from Mikey’s room. Groaning, he turned over, hoping that the sound would stop. Against his wishes, though, the sound continued. “Can’t get a decent night sleep with that kid here,” Raph growled as he swung out of his hammock and stumbled toward his door to see what was wrong.
As he sluggishly moved across the room, the noise level changed. Instead of a quiet whimper, there was sudden shrill cry. Goaded into action by the notes of pain he heard, Raph ran towards Mikey’s door. He beat Leo there by only a few seconds, and hurried inside. As soon as he walked in, he saw what had happened.
Mikey had fallen out of bed. His face scrunched up in pain as blood flowed from his lip, he howled his heart out. Raph was at his side in a flash, picking him up to comfort him. “Shh… you’re
Second Chance - Chapter 2 - ColdSplinter was awoken from a light sleep to the sound and feeling of a certain baby turtle stirring in his arms. Without opening his eyes, Splinter lightly patted the little one on his shell to try and subdue his coughing.Second Chance - Chapter 2 - Cold2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He hushed him. “It is alright, Michelangelo.”
The smallest of the turtles had become ill only a couple of weeks after they had been 'adopted' and they had begun their lives in the sewer.
Splinter sat up and cradled the little one in his arms. Michelangelo continued to violently cough, shiver, and fuss.
He felt Mikey's forehead; it was still warm. He sighed. “You are still warm. What am I gonna do with you?” he cooed.
Splinter rose from his cot and carried his son into their makeshift kitchen and retrieved a bottle from a tote made into a sort of cabinet. Then he heated up the teapot on the stove.
He returned his attention to his son and adjusted the blanket that he was wrapped in. “I'm sorry, little one. I wish I could make you better.
After EffectsMikey sat up, gasping for breath. His body was drenched in a cold sweat from the nightmare he had just had. Nervously, his eyes darted around the room, searching the shadows as if expecting something to jump out at him. When nothing did, he quickly stood up and left the room.After Effects1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Leo watched in horror as Raph was electrocuted by the huge lit sign he had just been thrown into. A few short seconds later, Mikey rolled off the edge of the roof. Donny was pummeled mercilessly before bashing into a metal pole. Leo’s heart clenched in fear for his brothers as the Shredder turned his attention to the remaining turtle.
Suddenly, something touched his shoulder, and he jumped, awakening himself in the process. The dream faded to reality as he saw Mikey cringing next to his bed. Clearing his throat, Leo whispered, “Do you need something?”
Mikey nodded, and asked, “Can I sleep with you?” Startled by the request, Leo observed his brother a bit more closely. The youngest tur
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 Mask2 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
ChallengeNo children are perfect, and no children are always easy. Hamato Yoshi knew this fact first hand from his four three-year-old sons.Challenge2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His presumed oldest, Leonardo, was easy on most accounts. He never fussed too much about bedtime, didn't often pick at his dinner, and much like Michelangelo and Donatello, he loved bath time. Getting Leo to give up the television always proved to be a task, however. The second an animated character popped up on the screen, especially if it was his favorite program, Space Heroes, he was inseparable from that overrated box of colorful images.
“Leonardo, it is time to turn off the cartoons,” Splinter said to his son who was mesmerized by the beckoning action cartoon. “I must watch the news.”
“No-o-o!” Leonardo whined. “News stupid!”
“Little one, I have asked you not to use that word,” Splinter scolded, “it is not a kind word.”
“Don't wanna watch da news. Watch cartoon!”
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 78 months 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
Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 5Feel better Mikey, <3 AprilLove, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 510 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mikey gawked at the message written in bright red Sharpie on his cast.
“Whoa. This is what you wanted to show me? I love it!”
April capped the Sharpie and set it back on the counter.
“Yup. Friends do this all the time when one of them gets hurt,” she explained. “It's a nice gesture to let them know that you care.”
Mikey was delighted. This girl from outside of his family cared so much for him. No familial obligations bound her to him and yet she somehow showed her care for him without modesty.
“Well I feel better already!”
“Mmm, something smells delicious,” Leo drew both of their attention upon entering the kitchen. “What did you guys make?”
“Pizza casserole! April showed me how.”
“Pizza casserole?” Splinter said. “That is new. Is it ready?”
Mikey went to the upper cabinet to fetch a stack of plates.
“Uh-huh. I'll get everyone's plates
Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 6Raphael's phone vibrated on his bedside table, shaking his attention from the book in his hands. He pulled the homemade bookmark from the back of the book and slid it in on his current page.Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 69 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
He saw the notification was a text from Casey.
“Dude r u still in trubl im bord”
Raph sighed. It was only his third day of being grounded to his bedroom, but it felt like it had been months. Hour after hour he had been forced to remain in that musty, desolate bedroom with nothing to do but read, count the cracks in the cinder block walls, and wait for what seemed like forever for meals. If there was a hell, Raph was sure he had died and gone there.
“Yea still in trouble sry man.”
If there was ever time that Raph saw his best buddy as saintly, it was now. After the stupid way he had acted that night, Casey so easily forgave him, whereas he could tell everyone else was still heated. He knew that was because, though he did not agree with the behavior, he understoo
Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 2Donatello sighed gently, though exasperated.Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 211 months 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
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)2 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
Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 3Deep green eyes stared at Splinter with shame and anticipation. Splinter dared not meet the boy's gaze, for he knew if he did, his decision would instantly be swayed and he would be risking the proper punishment not being delivered. His family may remain in jeopardy.Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 311 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
He sighed. “I fear you may be right.” He rose to his feet. “Wait for me in my quarters. I will be there in a moment.”
Raph's gaze went to the floor. “Hai, Sensei.”
Donatello sat beside a lightly dozing Michelangelo. They were now in Mikey's room, since Mikey was already tired. Donnie and Leo had agreed that it would be best if Mikey was comfortable for the worst part that was yet to come.
Donnie moved the icepack and examined the broken arm for the umpteenth time. Some of the swelling had temporarily gone down, which meant the part that he was dreading, setting the bone, was going to need to be done soon.
Leo sat at the foot of Mikey's bed, watching his youngest brother sleep
TMNT - T-Tots - First WordThough they were all very close in age, Mikey was clearly the youngest. He had taken the longest to fully develop. He was the last to learn to learn to walk and the only one of the turtle brothers that had not yet said his first word.TMNT - T-Tots - First Word2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Splinter worked hard with each of his sons, teaching them simple words and phrases they used on a regular basis. Things like: Thank you, please, hungry, tired, messy, sorry, and daddy; among other small words.
The other turtles caught on quickly, and were using these words often. They knew when to say each word and how to say them. They ran around the lair proudly proclaiming their new words for everyone to hear…everyone being Splinter and his turtle sons. But as the others ran around naming everything in the room, Mikey sat in the corner. He tried to talk, but he couldn't make himself say them. He was stuck with syllables. He lived in the world where he communicated with “ba” and “ga.” Splinter had become fluent in that lan
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 Throat2 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
Christmas!A slight noise woke Leo up. He lay very still and strained to hear it again. Sure enough, another thump sounded out, followed by a muffled voice. When Leo looked at his clock, he realized that it was three in the morning. Now suspicious, he slipped out of bed and silently padded toward his door. Opening it, he snuck down the hall to the living room, where the sound came from. When he got to the top of the stairs, he paused, shocked.Christmas!1 year ago in Humor More Like This
“What the…?” he mumbled.
Downstairs, Mikey was decorating for Christmas. There was a slightly bedraggled tree in the center of the living room, covered in lights and decorations. Currently, Mikey was trying to string lights up over the doorways. However, they were tangled, so he would jerk at them periodically, and almost every time he hit his elbow on the wall. This was the sound that woken Leo. Almost every time Mikey banged his elbow he quietly complained.
“Mikey, what in the world are you doing?” Leo asked, completely conf
TMNT: Raphael's ShameIt was another day of training in the dojo. Leonardo was to spar against Donatello and Michelangelo was to spar against Raphael.TMNT: Raphael's Shame2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Leo and Donnie had fought and Donnie actually won for once.
Now it was Raph vs. Mikey.
Raph was already angry because everything went wrong for him. First when he woke up, he spilled his cereal then he found that Spike was sick so April had to take him to the vet and they still haven’t returned. Later, they lost a fight against the Kraang so Splinter gave them an extra hour of training that night. Basically, Raph was having a bad day.
Raph and Mikey kneeled then got up and started fighting. Raph tried to attack Mikey, but Mikey kept dodging his attacks and insulting Raph. Raph went to do Seoi Nage on Mikey, but Mikey back flipped away as he did with Donnie before.
“Come on, Raph” Mikey teased. “You call that an attack?”
Raph growled then charged Mikey yelling and stabbed his side with his Sai. Mikey leaned forward hol
TMNT: To Save a TurtleThe turtles were ten now, Splinter granted them more freedom around the sewers. The only rule was take a buddy. Leo was watching Space Heroes and Donnie locked himself up in his lab, leaving Mikey to be Raph’s buddy. Oh how Raph hated taking Mikey.TMNT: To Save a Turtle2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was winter out, everything a cold, but Raph still wanted to explore in the sewers. Raph was impressed that Mikey was good companion today. He did not talk too much except for the occasional question or to check they were going the right way.
“Hey Mikey, look it’s a turtle!” Raph said looking into the cold sewer water, “and he looks like he is drowning!”
“What can we do?” Mikey asked.
“I am going in to get him!”
“Are you crazy that water is cold!” Mikey said, but it was too late Raph was already in the water.
Raph swam to the little turtle, but suddenly water came rushing hard and fast down where Raph was, it swept over his head causing the red clad turtle to be sucked
Bad DayMikey sighed and pulled the blanket over his head. He really didn’t want to get up. However, his eldest brother’s insistent voice pierced through the blanket.Bad Day1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Michelangelo, quit being lazy! It’s time for training!” Heaving another sigh, Mikey finally crawled out of bed and grabbed his gear, trying to avoid Leo’s glare. He could already tell that it was going to be a long day.
During training, Mikey was having trouble concentrating. It was like his brain was stuck in sleep mode. Reprimands from both Splinter and Leo did nothing to help him. Even taunts from Raph and digs from Donnie didn’t motivate him. He couldn’t even find it in him to retaliate with his own quips.
After training, Splinter had him stay in the dojo for a lecture on focus. Pouting slightly, Mikey thought
It’s no fair! I have one bad day and I get in trouble for it.
What felt like an eternity later, Splinter finally wrapped his speech up. As Mikey left, he noticed th
TMNT: Smiles and LaughterDuring the past year Hamato Yoshi’s life changed for than he could ever had expected. He tragically lost is beloved wife and daughter. He also gained four sons, turtle sons. He was now a mutant rat. Splinter was having a rough morning. He was fingering the only memory he had left from his former life, it was photograph of his wife, his daughter, and himself. “Tang-Shen, Miwa,” he said softly.TMNT: Smiles and Laughter2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He could hear laughter coming from just outside his bedroom door. Splinter opened the door to see his smallest son rocking back and forth on his carapace. His small arms were out stretched.
“Nhh!” Michelangelo called out, “up!” he continued to rock but the small turtle was having no luck.
“Mikey’s stuck!” Raphael laughed.
“‘elp,” he cried out, this only made Raph laugh harder.
Splinter was about to intervene, when his two other sons entered the room. “Raphie stop laughing at Mikey!” Leonardo called out crossi
Tot LanguageA/N - This takes place when the turtles are around two-years-old.Tot Language2 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
Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 1Back and fourth, high creak, then low creak; the tire swing Michelangelo lounged on lazily played a monotonous tune in his idle ears. Raphael and Casey yelling at the hockey game on their twenty-inch, low definition television, he payed no mind to, for it had become as common a sound in their home over the past few weeks as the sound of water running through the pipes all around. Only one time Casey used their television to check the score on an NHL hockey game, and instantly Raph was hooked and the two found yet another common interest.Love, Your Baby's Boy - Chapter 111 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mikey couldn't deny to himself that he was envious, but he wasn't sure of who he was more envious of. Just like Donnie identified well with April, and Leo, in some twisted way, identified with Karai, Raph had found a kindred spirit in Casey. Mikey, much to his own humiliation, thought he had found that before, but that person turned out to be using him and is now, as fate would have it, one of his worst enemies.
Then there was Casey, the fun and charmi
CuddlingSplinter was attempting to clean up the dinner dishes. Three of his four young sons were playing in the living room. The youngest, however, seemed intent on mischief. First he pulled a pot off the counter and proceeded to bang on it quite loudly. When Splinter retrieved the pot, Mikey ran to the table and knocked off a blue cup full of water. Splinter sternly warned the small turtle not to do that again. For a few moments, the mischievous tot was quiet, before reaching up and knocking off the red cup of water. Frustrated to the end of his patience, Splinter rounded on his young son, demanding: “Do I need to spank you!” He was rather taken aback when Mikey cheerful chirped “Yes!”Cuddling1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lifting the little one up, Splinter turned him over and swatted his behind twice. “When I say no, I mean it!” he sternly admonished his son. Then Splinter had an epiphany. Pulling out one of the chairs at the table, he sat down with Mikey in his lap. “Do you want to cud
TMNT- Simple Things “Wow,” Michelangelo awed as he stared at the night sky, “I-it’s so… pretty!”TMNT- Simple Things11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Ugh, Mikey,” Donatello sighed as he checked the time on his T-phone, “It’s late! And Splinter wanted us home fifteen minutes ago. Leo must be-“
“Ah, Leo-shmeo. Look at it, Donnie,” the orange clad turtle sighed with his wide, baby blue eyes shimmering with wonder, “We never get a view like this from home.”
Humoring his brother, the purple clad turtle turned up his chin and stared into the black abyss. After seeing it so many times from a computer screen, Donatello figured he’d just be boring himself. However, the laptop’s view of the sky was nothing compared to this: the unfathomable amethyst sky, ever so slightly freckled with bright speckling stars,
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 Fire2 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: Raph's Mistake, Mikey's Day with SpikeMaster Splinter was in his room mediating, as he always did after traning is four young turtle sons in the art of ninjutsu and teaching them basic school work. He could hear yelling and screaming, in the playful manor, this was a normal occurrence. Then sound of braking glass and the cries of who could only be his youngest son Michelangelo reached his ears. Slowly, Splinter rose to his feet.TMNT: Raph's Mistake, Mikey's Day with Spike2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When Splinter entered the room his eldest son Leonardo was kneeling next to Michelangelo.
“Mikey, it’s going to be okay,” Leo soothed, “I will get father and he can patch you up!” he was trying to be cheerful for his injured younger brother.
With his small hands over a cut on his head Mikey only sobbed harder as his orange mask began to stain red with blood.
“My sons, what happened?” Splinter asked.
Splinter second youngest son began. “Mikey, was on the stairs and Raph was walking by. Well, Mikey lost his balance he slipped and he fell, knocking over
Second Chance - Chapter 3 - Tasty MotivationMichelangelo fell flat on his plastron for at least the tenth time in five minutes. Splinter had been trying to get him to crawl, but the poor little turtle hadn't quite mastered it yet.Second Chance - Chapter 3 - Tasty Motivation2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The infant fussed at his failure.
“It is alright, Michelangelo,” Splinter lifted him up onto his hands and knees again, “you will get it.”
Mikey tried to move one of his knees forward, but again, he lost his balance and went down on his stomach.
“You almost had it.” Splinter set him up again and Mikey held himself in the position for several seconds before he subtly moved forward, and made it two paces before he collapsed again.
Splinter made an exaggerated gasp to encourage the little one. “Look at you! You crawled a little bit there.”
Mikey smiled and tried to lift himself back up, but found it too difficult and proceeded to lie on the floor and roll over onto his shell and suck on his fingers contentedly.
Splinter smiled and shook his head. “Very