{T.M.N.T} Gay Goblins? No, They're Gayblins! {A Casey Jones x Raphael story}

Chapter 1: Psh, feelings?! As if!

                         Raph's P.O.V
     I was in the training room, practicing new techniques with my sais. Donnie was in his lab, like always, and Mikey was in his room asleep most likely. Leo, my absent ass brother, was probably alone on patrol like always. Tch, thinking about him made my blood boil, and so I stabbed the dummy straight in the head with an angered yell.
     "Ayo! I brought pizza!" I heard Casey yell as he entered the living room. I huffed and put my sais in their holsters, before adjusting my mask and walking into the room. Casey was plopped down on the couch, skate-cladden feet propped up as he munched on the first slice of pizza. I scoffed a bit and sat down beside him, taking a slice out and beginning to eat.
     "Psh, what's got your shell in a knot huh? I heard you yellin' when I walked in, Leo gotcha upset again?"
     "Drop it Jones. I'm not upset, I was training." I crossed my arms and continued to eat.
     "That scowl on your face says otherwise." He lightly poked my shoulder and chuckled, and I growled a bit and turned my head away.
     "I said come off it Jones, now knock it off!" I took a bit of a larger bite to stop myself from talking anymore, and Casey raised his hands in mock defense.
     "Alright alright! Jeez Mr. Grumpy Pants. Anyways I was going to go on patrol later, beat up some baddies. Wanna come?" He leaned down and grabbed another slice of pizza, looking at me with that stupid gap-toothed grin of his.
     "Hell yeah I do, finally I get to crush some skulls!" Casey snorted a bit and nodded, taking a bite of the slice he just grabbed with a goofy grin.
     "What's with that face eh?" I narrowed my eyes at him and huffed, finishing my slice and crossing my arms.
     "Nothing nothing, you're just cute when excited." I quirked a brow in annoyance.
     "I am not cute!! Take it back, Jones!" I bonked him on the head, and he groaned a bit and looked at me with a chuckle.
     "Alright alright! Jeez your mood can switch fast. Anyways," He brushed his hands off and stood up, placing a hand on his hip.
     "Come on, let's go. I've been dying for some action lately."
     "Yeah, you and me both." I stood up as well and cracked my knuckles, smirking confidently.
     "Alright, let's go whoop some ass!" I grabbed one of Mikey's skateboards as Casey laced up his skates, then we both headed out into the cold, New York night air.