TMNT: One Small Turtle: The Purple Maskpart of my AUMore Like This
“Bye-bye!” Three-year-old Mikey called as his eighteen-year-old brothers went on patrol.
“Bye Mikey,” they called back.
“Safe-safe!” Mikey called, he was in a little phase where he repeated words twice.
“We will,” Donnie promised.
Mikey watched as his brothers disappeared.
“Now Michelangelo it is time for your bath,” Splinter said picking up the small turtle.
“Of course,” Splinter said.
Splinter got the bath ready and placed Mikey into the tub to begin to clean the small turtle. Mikey was happily splashing around the bubble filled tub playing with his rubber duckie. Once Mikey was cleaned Splinter pulled him from the tub to dry him off before he tugged on his little orange sweatshirt. He picked up the small turtle who instantly yawned and nuzzled against him. Splinter carried Mikey to the kitchen so he could get the turtle’s night sippy cup of warm milk.
TMNT: One Small Turtle: Mikey Can't SleepA/N: this is for my AU ficMore 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.