Tmnt oneshots

Birthday girl

this is for my friend (are we friends? lol) who will be called 'random girl' in this story. hope you like it. your birthday was a few days ago, but meh. 

i noticed like midway that you birthday is in the summer, and this story is set in the winter... sigh. I'm an idiot. 

(also,, 1.6 k views on this story?! JKANDBNAJIDBNISWVCHIEABUCFIBEAIUCVBFI IUFWB)

Raphael laid in bed, bored out of his mind. 

They did their usual morning training, yes, but he and his brothers hadn't been on patrol for almost 2 weeks now, and he was itching to go and beat some bad guys black and blue. The winter months had come sweeping in, and so had the snow. It wasn't safe for them to patrol in the winter, especially not during cold nights. They didn't exactly wear thick coats to protect themselves from the strong winds either. 

He had tried practically everything. Extra training with sensei, practicing new beats on the drums, reading every comic he owned 20 times, playing games with Mikey and Ice cream kitty and..other... things teenagers do when they're bored. (Author is dirty)

Donatello had been kind enough to lend his laptop to Raphael a few hours ago, but just as he was getting the hang of it the computer got snatched out of his hands. The only explanation he got was 'Icecreamneko has uploaded a new oneshot!'. Raphael wasn't now only bored, he was confused as fuck. 

He groaned and rolled out of bed, stretching his legs a bit. "I have to do something, or I'll go nuts down here." he muttered to no in particular. Maybe if he was sneaky enough he would be able to sneak out and go topside. He was a ninja after all. But then again... so are his three brothers and his Sensei. 

He cracked his knuckles as he walked to the kitchen, thirsty and needing a glass of water. But when he arrived he was surprised to see all three of this brothers  already there. Donatello was typing away at his computer, it seemed to be some kind of story. Michelangelo was eating pizza with gummy bears and pickles on, and he didn't seem bothered by the fact that there was literal green steam coming out of it. Leonardo was tinkering with the toaster again, probably trying to get his toast out before it got burnt to smithereens. 

"'Sup bro?" Michelangelo said, not looking at him. 

Raphael filled up a whole glass with water and drank it all in one go before responding. "I need to get out of this sewer." His voice was monotone. 

Leonardo rolled his eyes and turned around to face Raphael, abandoning his precious toaster for the moment. "I think we all do, Raph. But we can't." he stated, feeling petty. 

Raphael, with his short temper, got riled up from this answer. He put his glass down on the counter and crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh yeah? Who says we can't?" 

This made Donatello snort, but he didn't stop typing any slower or look up from his computer. 

"Got anything to say, brainiac?" Raphael spat, not taking well to people making fun of him.

This made Donatello raise a brow ridge and stop typing, but still not look up from his computer. "We all know the dangers of going topside at this time of year. No matter how bored you are, it simply wouldn't be clever to risk our wellbeing just because you want to beat up some purple dragons." he shot back in a pesky tone. 

Raphael put on the most innocent look he could muster up and uncrossed the arms on his chest. "Who said I wanted to fight some purple dragons?" he asked.

This made Michelangelo and Donatello giggle, and Leonardo smirk. "As if, Raph. Drop the innocent act." Leonardo teased before continuing. "And besides, master Splinter has specifically ordered us not to go topside this time of year."