A not so pleasant adventure

Arguments... -{Part two}-

Unlabeled warnings:
- Mean splinter

Specifics:
- SH
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Let's go!
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Raph's POV

I had fallen asleep again. I woke up a few hours later. I got up and looked around. I had been collecting random things at times, sharp things from Don's lab being a few of them. I have a little dresser of my collections in my closet that I hide from my brothers. I don't feel like Don getting angry as he realizes the culprit of his stuff disappearing.

I walk over to my closet and open it. Opening a drawer I pick up a sharp blade from the drawer. I look at it for awhile. Thinking about something. But shrugging and putting it back in the drawer then walking away. Not realizing I had left it open. I left my room and went into the main room that master splinter was training us in.

I was late for training, but all that happened was me getting a scolding and a hit with Splinter's cane.

I rub the top of my head where a bruise was. Mikey giggled at it before being shushed by Master Splinter.

Training goes on like usual, not much happening.
Just the usual. Nothing's changed.

Nothing's changed.

And that's the issue. Nothing is different, no one brought up the night before. It didn't seem all that different than usual, but it hurt more than usual..

Training ends and I go back to my room. Closing the door and blocking it with a chair I had in my room. I then walk over to my closet and noticed the open drawer.

"Damnit, I left it open." I mutter as I grab one of the many sharp objects in the drawer and look at it for awhile.

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Mikey's POV:

I was bored again, so I went to annoy Donnie, who seemed to be yelling at something.

He couldn't find something, something called a "Scalpel" probably some random lab equipment thing. I wander into his lab out of boredom and walk over to him. He's frantically searching around for whatever he was looking for.

"Hey Donnie! You wanna-" I try to say.

"No! No! I need to find this! This could be dangerous if someone finds it!" Don interrupts me.

"What is it? A weird chemical??" I wonder.

"Well- no. It's a tool." Donnie replied, "but it's really sharp, and one of you guys could hurt yourselves if you step on it, or handle it wrong."

"Oohhhhhh- okay. Can I help." I wander over.

"Uh- sure. Whatever," Don pulled over a photo, "this is what it looks like, keep an eye out for it."

"Right." I start helping him look.

-a couple hours later-

Don found that thing he was looking for, he must have just put it back and not remembered, he had a whole drawer full of them.

I see Raph punching the bag in the main room again.
"Oh- Hi Raph!"

"Huh? Hey Mikey." He replied. He didn't sound all that happy though..

Raph's POV

-awhile earlier-

I wander out of my room. Finally.

Ignoring the somewhat panicked searching from Donnie, I wander over to the tv and turn on a game. Playing by myself.

Eventually, that got boring and I went to wander the tunnels for a couple minutes.

The dark was almost comforting. If there wasn't the annoying train tracks below me. I'm standing right on it. I dunno why I did. I stare at the tracks below my feet, listening to the occasional dripping water. It's probably raining on the surface. Master Splinter once explained rain. It sounds nice to be in.

I eventually got bored and walked back home. Going back to something. I usually do. Beating up the punching bag.

"Oh- Hi Raph!" I hear Mikey call out behind me.

"Huh? Hi Mikey." I reply. Not feeling up to chatting much.

"You gonna kill it again?" Mikey asks.

"Excuse me?" I stare at him, getting irritated.

"Y'know, the punching bag."

"No, I'm not. What do you want?"

"I dunno, I'm bored," Mikey says already sitting upside down on the bench.

"Okay? Who asked?" I say sarcastically.

"Uhhhhhh- I dunno." Mikey replies, thinking the question was serious.

"Whatever." I go back out to the train tracks. There isn't much to do at the moment.

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712 words.

Sorry for disappearing! Haven't had many ideas for this one. I'm gonna need help for the next chapter- if you wanna help.