Your Typical TMNT Fic That I Don't Want to Title

Oh. Hello Future Boy (Rise)

 Mikey sat around in a little family circle as he slowly munched on his pizza. April and Donald were pressed up against each other. The human girl had a textbook blanched on one leg and a notebook blanched on another. One of Donald's legs helped support the textbook. The two read it and talk about whatever it was based on. Donald would point out some random important things in the book. April would mostly silently agree by writing it down in her notebook. Leon sat next to Mikey himself mostly texting on his phone with someone named Junior in his contacts. Raphael was sitting in between Draxum and mini dad. He seemed to be stuck in his world as he nodded along to whatever mini dad said. Draxum was watching Donald and April. Mikey just blinked at him wondering what his deal was. Raphael seemed to naturally lean away from him, and even though Leon was next to Draxum he was ignoring him. Donald had pulled April so they could sit as far away from him as possible. Mini dad was acting like Draxum wasn't even there. The big goat man seemed to shrink into himself and slowly munch on his pizza.

"So Donnie-" Draxum began

"Donatello or Donald," Donnie corrected him, turning his shoulders to April's move. The movement reminds Mikey of slamming a door.

Draxum took a deep breath, "Yes. Yes. Would you like to start work tonight or tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow," The purple softshell answered, "My battle shell needs to be charged." Draxum nods, drawing back into himself. Mikey noticed just how cold his voice was when addressing Draxum. Whatever this was, it was a sore topic in this happy family.

"Who's Junior?" Mikey asked Leon, deciding to distract himself from the awkward family fighting.

"Our future boy. His name is Casey Johns, but his mom is alive and her nickname is Casey," Leon explained happily. He was rather bubbly talking about him.

"Future?" Mikey scooted closer, curious about their Casey Johns. He wondered what a future Casey Johns would be like. A future version of him saw him being a metalhead that crushes beer cans on his head. Leon closed on their text opening up a picture. Mikey grabbed Leon's phone. How did this Casey look so tough and yet a little angle at the same time?

"In his timeline, the Kragg took over the world. He was sent back in time to help us stop him. I was his sensei in the future," Leon bragged happily. Raphael rolled his eyes at Leon bragging, something told Mikey that this wasn't the first time he bragged about training him.

"We should have a sleepover," Raphael suggested, suddenly becoming the light of the room, "That way we can help Mikey feel at home!"

"Yes!" Donald snapped his head towards his brother, "I just built a new high-tech karaoke machine I've been meaning to test! Plus now I can get real data on you and Leo's shells and how they are affecting you guys' sleep after that trauma." Mikey looked closer at Leon's shell and started to see some tiny cracks. He felt his stomach flip as an icy feeling came over him. Something tells him that the Krangg did that. He looked up taking note of the hole that appeared on Raph's shell that appeared over his bulky muscles. Mikey swallowed curling up into a ball. Whatever happened to them could happen to his brothers. Suddenly this cherry family felt extremely dark underneath.

"Oh great! Look at what you did!" Leon flung a little piece of sausage at Donald. Raphael moved over, opening up his big arms. April nudged Donald's side, shaking her head at him. Donald whined looking around the room, entirely confused about where he messed up. Mikey looked up at him confused. Where were the jabs at him being a crybaby?

"Want a hug? It always helped our little Michel," Raphael smiled at him shyly. The big man was unsure if he overstepped a boundary. Mikey slowly moved towards him, wrapping his arms around Raphael's neck, as it was the only part of his body he could fit his arms around. Raphael wrapped his arm around him giving him a comforting squeeze, and slowly rubbed his back. Mikey couldn't help but relax every muscle in his body and go limp. It felt amazing to be supported by a body so strong. Raphael smiled and pet Mikey's head treating him like he was his little brother. Mikey started to feel his eyes grow heavy being held so tightly in a warm, safe embrace. Draxum stood up brushing himself off.