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With his room in the opposite direction, Leo never had to trouble himself in going out of his way like this. \n \nThe layouts of the bedrooms were a simple one; the order began with his own room that was on the other end near the stairs that led up to this balcony. Next to his, one would find Donnie’s room, followed by Raph’s, leaving Mikey's room dead last. \n \nHowever, today, Leo was consumed by his anxiety over not spotting the cheerful brother performing his daily routines all morning long or seen any hint of his presence at that. \n \nThis was abnormal for the young orange clad turtle which always made sure everyone in the household knew he was alive and well, that Leo actually pulled himself from his training to see if there was something the matter with his younger brother. \n \nHe was hoping the brother's absence was due to one of Mikey’s boredom days and he was surrendering to that state of mind being lazier than the norm, though those kinds of days meant trouble was brooding over the horizon. Either way, if this was the reason, Mikey was just laying around in his room and was not in any serious trouble. \n \nRaph, on the other hand, was going to be if that was the case seeing that the red clad turtle would be targeted to cure Mikey’s boredom later on. \n \nAs his thoughts drifted towards the subject over Raph and Mikey’s predicament faded in the background, Leo suddenly came to the notion that he was idling in front of the hothead's door. \n \nRaph has been very testy of late, more than normal. Not that Raph was an angel, more like a devil in disguise, yet even for him, he had his moments of clarity and was a year-round scrooge otherwise. \n\nUnfortunately, that wasn't the case this time; he has been quick to anger, easy to start a fight with over the silliest of things at that! \n \nNothing Leo said or did could calm the beast, with the only results achieved was ending him with a sore pride and hurt feelings. Sadly, Leo for the life of him couldn't think of how to fix this or where to start.\n\nHe had consulted with his dear father in regard to this matter which in turn told him, being the leader this was his duty to sort out on his own accord. \n \nAfterwards as if to prove his point, his master had arranged an unexpected trip to visit a friend leaving Leo in command of the household and brothers, giving him no choice to dissolve this issue before something serious comes out of it.\n\nThat was easier said than done. \n \nStill with no solution at hand, Leo even swallowed his pride going to Donnie for much needed advice. \n \nWhen presented with the predicament at hand, sure Donnie was more than willing to help considering Raph’s foul mood swings were also harming him in many ways; however, the younger brother’s help wasn't what Leo was hoping for at the end of the day. \n \nIn a nutshell, Donnie concluded that Raph's newly risen demeanor is a direct result of being a teenager. His hormones were raging out of his control and understanding, making him to experience his rebellious stage in life, like so many teens go through.\n\nThe theory was valid to a point, a point indeed, until Leo brought up one key flaw to that hypothesis. \n \nRaph wasn’t some whippersnapper hitting puberty; he was actually twenty one. How could he be having a teenage rebelling episode? \n \nOf course Donnie not to please of having one of his theories thrown in his face and denied it could be a possibility, defended his findings on the fact that his conclusion is based on what he has witnessed on the pass couple weeks. Not just that, Donnie truly believes Raph could simply be a late bloomer which isn’t uncommon as well for young adults. \n\n\"Late bloomer, I hardly believe that. What was his excuse when we were teens?\" Leo whispered the question to himself.\n\nFeeling that it wasn't a good idea to linger there any longer, Leo continued the path he was previously set on, to check on Mikey, leaving Raph’s door behind him.\n=============================================\n\n\nThe younger turtle's door was shut when Leo approached it, and he even noticed there were no odd noises that commenced behind it.\n \nLeo figuring it was best to be respectful knocked three times before speaking.\n\n\"Mikey, are you in there?\" Leo said softly, he didn't need the brother to think he was in any trouble, after all a visit from the big brother normally meant a lecture was around the corner. \n \nSurprisingly even to himself, he actually had that vivid image in his head, which in turn made him only sigh on the notion. Did he really lecture that much?\n\nStanding there for what felt comfortably long enough to have a proper response, Leo once again knocked having the door ajar before the third knock in.\n\nBaffled and a bit startled over the manor on how the door just popped open, Leo stood there watching it patiently waiting for Mikey to come out to greet him, yet only to once again be met with silence.\n\n\"Is he even in there?\" Leo mumbled under his breath, placing his hand on the door, lightly pushing it fully open to take a peak inside.\n\n\"Mikey?\" Leo called inside the room that some reason had its lights on.\n\nStill not having anyone to answer his calls, Leo sighed, stepping inside, shutting the door behind him. \n\nThe room as Leo wasn't remotely surprised was a colossal mess. \n \nHow many times did he try to drill into the younger brother's head that a clean room shows responsibility, maturity and a great respect of his belongings? \n \nWorse off was that Mikey now and then has been whining of late that no one treats him like he can be responsible and trustworthy with their things. What does he suspect after showcasing such a disgraceful display of his own room? Leo would never trust Mikey would bring any of his items back in one piece.\n\n\"I swear, what does it take for me to get Mikey to clean his room? Maybe I should show more discipline in regard to this?\" \n\nShaking his head, Leo knew that wasn't the right course of action, heck, he can't handle Raph with that method, how does he figure it would even work on Mikey? The brother would just pull the sad puppy eye act on him, and Leo would wind up giving in and not bothering anymore…\n\nWith the room obviously empty and it appeared that Mikey just left his lights on for the millionth time, Leo turned around to make his leave.\n \n[i](Ahh! I can’t stay in here a second longer! I should just give up while I’m ahead and go meditate. Mikey will find me instead when he is ready to pester me.)[/i]\n\nNot even a moment after he placed his hand on the door handle, an annoying ring commenced behind him, jerking his attention towards it.\n\n\"Great… Why would he leave his alarm on and set up at this time of day?\" Leo grumbled frustrated, rolling his eyes on the situation.\n \n[i](I swear I don’t understand his way of thinking sometimes… What goes through is head? Who sets an alarm up on such an odd hour?)[/i]\n\nBiting his lip, Leo growled before abandoning his efforts to leave.\n \nThis was starting to be a pain in his shell more than anything; he should be performing his meditation session right now, not running around looking for Mikey and delaying his routine with such foolish nonsense. \n \nWhat made this more discouraging for Leo was that he now had to venture into the cluttered room that only brought his patience to its breaking point. \n \nThe thing he hated more than anything was chaos, he was a turtle about order and balance. This room had neither.\n\nTreading forward Leo put his mind elsewhere; he focused on the alarm and how he had to shut it off while attempting to ignore his surroundings that clawed at him bringing his disgust factor on high alert. \n \nFinding himself inches away, Leo reached forward, yet disturbingly finding himself only to feel something under his foot as he did so. \n \n[i](Oh, you got to be kidding me…)[/i]\n \nHis so called method to get this done and over with, resulted him to plant his foot directly on top of Mikey's skateboard that he wasn’t aware was there in the first place. \n\nLeo unable to respond or counter his mistake yelped in surprise while his balance was thrown off making him crash to the hard floor with a thud that shook the room in his wake.\n\n\"Ahh... I am going to kill him...\" Leo moaned out in an agonizing pain that traveled up his arms and legs, making him even feel it in the pit of his shell.\n\nForcefully kicking the skateboard away in anger Leo sat up, not caring how he must have sounded like Raph at the moment, or was acting just like the hothead. This was one of many reasons Leo was so strict with cleanliness; this room was a death trap, and luckily he wasn’t seriously harmed by this accident.\n\nWith the constant ringing from the alarm, the hovering buzzing in his head and with the mix of pain his body was still experiencing, Leo's head felt like someone used an ice pick at it.\n\nGrowling furiously Leo stood up quickly slamming his fist onto the alarm that sputtered and wind down over the force. \n\n[i](Okay, Leo you need to calm down... Riding this emotion will only make your headache worsen if you keep to this path of destruction.)[/i]\n\nLeo taking his own advice closed his eyes taking deep long breaths, as he told his body not to move a muscle.\n\nEvery breath taken his racing heart slowed down to a calm rhythm like a peaceful river once more.\n\nOnce again, in his normal calm state of mind, Leo opened his eyes relax and in control, finally removing his hand from the alarm, yet didn't go for the door just yet.\n\nHis eyes were suddenly captivated on an item beside the alarm clock and the longer he looked at it a storm brewed within his mind.\n\nWhat if he doesn't just do the normal punishments with Mikey? Sure, he could teach Mikey a lesson over what happened and the fact the youngest continues to refuse to clean his room, by stating no comics and video games. However, in reality, this isn’t much of a threat anymore for Mikey would find something else to occupy himself with.\n\nTaking the green bound book that was just lying there to be noticed, Leo examined it by turning it on its side and looking at the spine.\n\nMultiple occasions he has seen Mikey with this book in his possession. It was the very thing the younger brother would write down his video game obsessions and other crap. \n \nMikey normally always has it on him, making this valuable in some form of way to the younger brother’s mind, something that could be used as a punishment?\n\n\"Mikey can have his book back once his room is cleaned,\" Leo muttered to convince himself that this was a perfect action to take, and it did make him feel better on top of that. \n\nOddly, there was an overwhelming feeling of satisfaction in confiscating the book, compared to past punishments he has attempted to try upon the turtle brother. \n \nLeaving the room yet not before turning off the light, Leo made the decision to head for his room to ride his headache out first. He will take the initiative to have a talk with Mikey later; that's if he could figure out where the orange clad turtle went off to.\n \n=============================================\n \nHis own room, the imagery of peace and order filled him as he could feel his body relax and being engulfed in its element. \n \nHow could anyone find serenity in a room that looks like a dump site? \n \nDragging his tired feet that still ache from the slip, Leo let his body be overpowered by gravity, falling down onto his soft welcoming bed. \n \nThough he was a turtle of disciplining his body, he did succumb to a soft bed then some firm one. It was the only luxury he allowed himself to have and he didn’t take it for granted.\n\nHis body moaning on its own, Leo stretched out placing the book on his nightstand, then gathered a hand full of sheet snuggling his beak into them inhaling the sweet aroma they gave off. \n \nThe nice white sheets that have been recently washed with a new laundry detergent April generously gave them before heading out on her honeymoon with Casey, was no word of a lie, the fragrance was heavenly. \n \nRecalling back to his human friends, Leo remembered April announcing to his family between her glees of joy at the thought of going to some hot beach down south, it was going to be a three-month long trip.\n \nIt was a much needed vacation on their part which everyone agreed. Leo didn't blame them one bit, encouraging them to take the opportunity to get away.\n\nWhich wasn’t a bad idea in the end, especially after all his two good friends went through even on their very own wedding day having it almost destroyed by the Shredders’ revenge. \n\nPlacing his hand on his forehead Leo let out a long yawn that only made his head throb all the more; he recognized the pain right away as it hit him dead on, to be the first signs of a migraine starting to brood. \n \nIt was one that seemed to want to linger there with no signs of letting go of him or let him have any relief. \n \nThe majority of times when they hit, he would normally seek out the aid of Donnie for some medicine, yet he unfortunately already asked for some earlier, and he knew it was too early to take anything else. \n \nBesides, if Donnie knew he was suffering from his migraines again not long after complaining about them earlier, the brother would insist on some tests to determine the cause, which in the end wasting his time.\n \nThe only outcome would be Donnie saying the same lines like usual, Leo once again stressed out and this was causing him discomfort. Him stressed out?\n\nRolling on his side, Leo inhaled the aroma of the sheets in pleasure, pondering on the notion of him being stressed. \n\nWhat could he be stressed over? His training is like clockwork, running smoothly with no hiccups. He has made sure to take time to meditate as much as possible to keep his body in perfect harmony and balance. Other than the issue with Raph, what could make him so wind up inflicting him with his head wanting to explode?\n\n[i](Donnie is just drawing straws...)[/i] Leo convinced himself, of course he trusted Donnie's abilities to diagnose him, but again at times Donnie would just say anything to dismiss Leo and get back to his own work. \n \nDonnie was notorious for being a workaholic.\n\nThe other reason that came to mind was that Donnie just wasn't sure and figured it wasn't much of a threat to Leo’s health to bother to figure out the true root of the issue, passing Leo’s suffering to the most common culprit and then calling it a day.\n\n\"Fuck you Mikey!\" Raph boomed outside Leo’s door near the stairs, startling Leo, who jumped up in his bed.\n\n\"Raphie, I didn't mean to bro. I swear!\" Mikey called back flustered; his voice was strained, like he was running.\n\n\"Sure you didn't, you little pest! Do you think I would fall for, ‘Oh Raphie I'm innocent; the paint can just fly off the shelf....’ Like hell it did,\" Raph yelled at the top of his lungs not to make this argument to discreet.\n\n\"Raph, I didn't do it! I wasn't even near the paint cans. You have to believe me bro,\" Mikey whined in defense.\n\n\"Whatever twerp, get out of my face,\" Raph demanded, then slammed his door forcefully to end the conversation.\n\nThe hallway once again falling silent, Leo blinked at his door, was he to intervene?\n\n[i](I really don't want to deal with this right now...)[/i]\n\nOnly able to moan over his head that thanks to his brother, now felt like someone took an axe to it, Leo let it gently fall back onto his pillow. \n\nHe would deal with this once he recovers. Just the thought of confronting the hothead in his mood would result in Leo keeling over by pain and his head actually exploding.\n\nSo he laid there not bothering to budge from his spot. \n \nThe stillness that normally brought him satisfaction, only made his mind wander and his nerves unsteady. \n \nThere was an itch, not one that you can scratch, no. This itch was one that would drive him out of bed and head for Raph's room in his foolish pursuit to resolve what may have happened or get the details if that was a possibility. \n\nThat kind of itch that only brought him grief, yet with nothing to stir him from these thoughts, he couldn’t help it. \n\nWell until this time around as his eyes fell upon the green book in a cloud of curiosity. \n \nIn the past, he wouldn't bother touching or entertain the thought of flipping a page, not after the first time finding it was just nonsense and a waste of his time.\n\nLeaning over Leo took the book firmly into his hand, opening it falling onto a page about something over one of Mikey’s comics. It was a play by play in every detail to the point Leo strained his eyes to keep reading.\n\n[i](Why would Mikey even write this dribble?)[/i]\n\nBiting his lip, Leo couldn't take it any longer closing the book with his eyes, feeling like they were going to melt out of their sockets. \n\n\"I should find something else to focus on...\" Leo told himself then stopped, not sure what in his room would do the trick.\n\nThe green book still in his hand, he could feel the texture, as a spark of interest came to mind. \n \nHe always wondered what about the book that made Donnie and even Raph stop reading it. Sure Donnie wouldn't care about the comic stuff, but still read it to see what else Mikey was writing. As for Raph that wouldn't be enough to stop him. \n\nOnce again, flipping the book open Leo froze on the fact he somehow manage to land on the exact page. Even he doesn't have that good of luck in doing such a thing.\n\n[i](Okay...)[/i]\n\nShutting the book he attempted again, then again, to find when he flipped the book open he always landed on the same exact page. It wasn't like this page was located in the center or any indication the page was creased to the point it would fall there automatically. \n \nBaffled, Leo instead of flipping the book open and shut anymore, started to go through the book page by page. \n \nWhat he saw made him wonder about the little brother, he had so many different random topics that he finally understood what made the other brothers stop reading. \n \nHe too was going to end his torture, yet the oddity of him landing on the same page was bugging him.\n\nNot giving up, he continued until he came upon to a few white pages. \n \nWith a few more white pages passing by, he thought he was done, yet still didn’t stop there over one simple fact this was helping his headache and taking his mind off the fight. \n \nIn the end not seeing how this could hurt, Leo told himself, what the shell and continued swiping through the book for kicks.\n\nAround ten pages in, Leo felt his heart suddenly jump into his throat seeing the bold blue text scribbled over a page that wasn’t remotely blank spelling out, \"Leo's personality/fears/likes\".\n\n[i](What the shell is this?!)[/i]\n\nQuickly, Leo sat up skimming over the lists, feeling his blood run cold. \n \nIt had everything he never told anyone, even facts about him that his Master had no clue of! \n\nConsumed by his shock, Leo slammed the book closed quickly feeling the sweat drip down his brow.\n \nIn disbelief, Leo stared into the abyss processing what he just witnessed as his mouth became dry and his hands shook wildly. \n \nHe had no clue what he was feeling in whole. Was he angry, fearful, or star struck? \n\n[i](No… this can’t exist… no…)[/i] Leo could feel his eyes twitch on the notion everything about him was in this book, which was impossible for any given soul to acquire on him.\n \n[i](That's it I… I must have seen it like some mirage over… over the headache! It caused me to be delusional!! The white pages was playing tricks on me!)[/i] Leo convinced himself, forcing his hand to open the book once again to prove this was just a desperate cry to divert his thoughts off of Raph. His imagination was running wild to ease his anxiety and pain, conjuring this all up one way or another.\n \nUnfortunately after so many pages of white, he once again found the page that was dedicated to him.\n\nDesperately and a bit hesitant at first, Leo flipped the pages seeing what other horrors and secrets it had on him. \n \nAfter some pages all about him the next victim was Donnie showing things about the purple clad turtle that Leo had no clue of, then ending with Raph as the last of this… whatever this was. \n \nOf course, there was nothing on Mikey for Leo figured why the younger brother would dare put any form of information about him in his own book?\n\nSkimming through Raph's pages, Leo saw many things that couldn't be truly about Raph. \n \nFor starters, many of these statements and facts Leo found it hard to swallow and couldn't see Raph be associated with these fears and secrets.\n \nLike for sample, Raph was afraid of buttons? Regular old buttons you put on shirts, he jumps when he sees them as his mind crawls to the images of bugs? \n \n\"No, this thing can't be real,\" Leo tossed the book on the bed getting back to his feet to pace around his room.\n\nThe cloud of confusion swarmed him as he felt like something just pulled him into the abyss to shatter his world around him.\n\nThis was beyond bothering him; the information was so accurate on his behalf that he started to doubt the stuff about his other brothers were even remotely false. \n\nThe worse reality breaker was his once opinion he had on Mikey, his kid brother, the goofball of the family, a trickster and lazy ass that doesn’t bother cleaning his room.\n \nEverything he had built on Mikey, everything he thought Mikey was and who he has always been was now thrown to the side.\n \nDeep down, he thought he knew Mikey; he swore he had the little brother figured out… \n\nYet this book, proved him wrong on all levels opening questions he wouldn’t consider using towards his little brother. \n \nThe details on the pages, the organization was beyond the capability of Mikey he once knew. \n \nNevertheless, it was his book, his handwriting proving this was real; these are the real Michelangelo’s true colors.\n\n[i](Why would he write this? How does he know this stuff?) [/i]Leo panicked placing his hand behind his head eyeing the book warily.\n\nSo the Mikey he knew was, what a mask? A ploy the younger brother played on him and the others to hide who he really was? \n\n\"Mikey is smarter than he lets on... How many times did he hold himself back to fool us?\" Leo asked himself, going back to the book sitting down cross legged looking over the beginning pages of the book realizing it had all the details of his pranks, in the likes Leo swore this was a form of planning that Donnie would do.\n\nTaking a breath, Leo felt conflicted, was he to confront Mikey of his findings and get answers? Or does he keep quiet and hint at it, letting the younger brother come to him?\n\n[i](So he recorded us in detail for his pranks?) [/i]Leo examined each page, still a bit concerned yet oddly proud at the same time.\n\nHis little brother had some hidden skills, much promise if he bothered answering his true calling. \n \nThe possibility that Mikey could achieve was endless, this book alone showed he would be excellent in recon; he always had it in his head Mikey would do poorly, yet that wasn't the case after all.\n\nFeeling himself finally having a level head, Leo debated his options before him, wondering if one option was to burn the book. \n \nHaving a book around that held their deepest secrets wasn't something that should be lying around to fall into the wrong hands. Regardless it hasn’t so far didn't mean it wasn’t a possibility. Such a weakness exists could be dire to them all to the point of the difference between life and death.\n \nClosing the book once more, Leo tapped its cover, letting the rhythm soothe him and his mind to wander deep in clarity once again.\n\nOn the six tap, Leo stopped while being consumed by a deep foreboding, or was it an opportunity?\n\nHis issue with Raph has been very disturbing and needed to be dealt with. \n \nAll his previous attempts have failed, maybe he should take a chapter from Mikey's book and do something different, go down the uncharacteristic path that everyone has branded him with and take another approach to the issue at hand.\n\nOpening the book, Leo found Raph's pages studying it almost laughing out loud at some of the things that were too bizarre and unbelievable that Raph would be afraid of or liked and why at that.\n\n\"I think I found my solution,\" Leo smiled at Raph's list of fears and the pranks that were listed that worked on the hothead and even gave Leo the page number to get more detail on how to perform them.\n\nIf he can't talk or reason with Raph in his normal civilized manor, maybe he should blackmail and perform his own pranks to put the second eldest brother in line and get him to surrender and letting this anger streak have a rest for once and for all.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Part 1
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The sounds of his footsteps echoed off the walls, making his presence known to all that was within earshot.
 
On a normal day the blue clad turtle wouldn’t bother venturing down this long balcony towards its end. With his room in the opposite direction, Leo never had to trouble himself in going out of his way like this.
 
The layouts of the bedrooms were a simple one; the order began with his own room that was on the other end near the stairs that led up to this balcony. Next to his, one would find Donnie’s room, followed by Raph’s, leaving Mikey's room dead last.
 
However, today, Leo was consumed by his anxiety over not spotting the cheerful brother performing his daily routines all morning long or seen any hint of his presence at that.
 
This was abnormal for the young orange clad turtle which always made sure everyone in the household knew he was alive and well, that Leo actually pulled himself from his training to see if there was something the matter with his younger brother.
 
He was hoping the brother's absence was due to one of Mikey’s boredom days and he was surrendering to that state of mind being lazier than the norm, though those kinds of days meant trouble was brooding over the horizon. Either way, if this was the reason, Mikey was just laying around in his room and was not in any serious trouble.
 
Raph, on the other hand, was going to be if that was the case seeing that the red clad turtle would be targeted to cure Mikey’s boredom later on.
 
As his thoughts drifted towards the subject over Raph and Mikey’s predicament faded in the background, Leo suddenly came to the notion that he was idling in front of the hothead's door.
 
Raph has been very testy of late, more than normal. Not that Raph was an angel, more like a devil in disguise, yet even for him, he had his moments of clarity and was a year-round  scrooge otherwise.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case this time; he has been quick to anger, easy to start a fight with over the silliest of things at that!
 
Nothing Leo said or did could calm the beast, with the only results achieved was ending him with a sore pride and hurt feelings. Sadly, Leo for the life of him couldn't think of how to fix this or where to start.

He had consulted with his dear father in regard to this matter which in turn told him, being the leader this was his duty to sort out on his own accord.
 
Afterwards as if to prove his point, his master had arranged an unexpected trip to visit a friend leaving Leo in command of the household and brothers, giving him no choice to dissolve this issue before something serious comes out of it.

That was easier said than done.
 
Still with no solution at hand, Leo even swallowed his pride going to Donnie for much needed advice.
 
When presented with the predicament at hand, sure Donnie was more than willing to help considering Raph’s foul mood swings were also harming him in many ways; however, the younger brother’s help wasn't what Leo was hoping for at the end of the day.
 
In a nutshell, Donnie concluded that Raph's newly risen demeanor is a direct result of being a teenager. His hormones were raging out of his control and understanding, making him to experience his rebellious stage in life, like so many teens go through.

The theory was valid to a point, a point indeed, until Leo brought up one key flaw to that hypothesis.
 
Raph wasn’t some whippersnapper hitting puberty; he was actually twenty one. How could he be having a teenage rebelling episode?
 
Of course Donnie not to please of having one of his theories thrown in his face and denied it could be a possibility, defended his findings on the fact that his conclusion is based on what he has witnessed on the pass couple weeks. Not just that, Donnie truly believes Raph could simply be a late bloomer which isn’t uncommon as well for young adults.

"Late bloomer, I hardly believe that. What was his excuse when we were teens?" Leo whispered the question to himself.

Feeling that it wasn't a good idea to linger there any longer, Leo continued the path he was previously set on, to check on Mikey, leaving Raph’s door behind him.
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The younger turtle's door was shut when Leo approached it, and he even noticed there were no odd noises that commenced behind it.
 
Leo figuring it was best to be respectful knocked three times before speaking.

"Mikey, are you in there?" Leo said softly, he didn't need the brother to think he was in any trouble, after all a visit from the big brother normally meant a lecture was around the corner.
 
Surprisingly even to himself, he actually had that vivid image in his head, which in turn made him only sigh on the notion. Did he really lecture that much?

Standing there for what felt comfortably long enough to have a proper response, Leo once again knocked having the door ajar before the third knock in.

Baffled and a bit startled over the manor on how the door just popped open, Leo stood there watching it patiently waiting for Mikey to come out to greet him, yet only to once again be met with silence.

"Is he even in there?" Leo mumbled under his breath, placing his hand on the door, lightly pushing it fully open to take a peak inside.

"Mikey?" Leo called inside the room that some reason had its lights on.

Still not having anyone to answer his calls, Leo sighed, stepping inside, shutting the door behind him.

The room as Leo wasn't remotely surprised was a colossal mess.
 
How many times did he try to drill into the younger brother's head that a clean room shows responsibility, maturity and a great respect of his belongings?
 
Worse off was that Mikey now and then has been whining of late that no one treats him like he can be responsible and trustworthy with their things. What does he suspect after showcasing such a disgraceful display of his own room? Leo would never trust Mikey would bring any of his items back in one piece.

"I swear, what does it take for me to get Mikey to clean his room? Maybe I should show more discipline in regard to this?"

Shaking his head, Leo knew that wasn't the right course of action, heck, he can't handle Raph with that method, how does he figure it would even work on Mikey? The brother would just pull the sad puppy eye act on him, and Leo would wind up giving in and not bothering anymore…

With the room obviously empty and it appeared that Mikey just left his lights on for the millionth time, Leo turned around to make his leave.
 
(Ahh! I can’t stay in here a second longer! I should just give up while I’m ahead and go meditate. Mikey will find me instead when he is ready to pester me.)

Not even a moment after he placed his hand on the door handle, an annoying ring commenced behind him, jerking his attention towards it.

"Great… Why would he leave his alarm on and set up at this time of day?" Leo grumbled frustrated, rolling his eyes on the situation.
 
(I swear I don’t understand his way of thinking sometimes… What goes through is head? Who sets an alarm up on such an odd hour?)

Biting his lip, Leo growled before abandoning his efforts to leave.
 
This was starting to be a pain in his shell more than anything; he should be performing his meditation session right now, not running around looking for Mikey and delaying his routine with such foolish nonsense.
 
What made this more discouraging for Leo was that he now had to venture into the cluttered room that only brought his patience to its breaking point.
 
The thing he hated more than anything was chaos, he was a turtle about order and balance. This room had neither.

Treading forward Leo put his mind elsewhere; he focused on the alarm and how he had to shut it off while attempting to ignore his surroundings that clawed at him bringing his disgust factor on high alert.
 
Finding himself inches away, Leo reached forward, yet disturbingly finding himself only to feel something under his foot as he did so.
 
(Oh, you got to be kidding me…)
 
His so called method to get this done and over with, resulted him to plant his foot directly on top of Mikey's skateboard that he wasn’t aware was there in the first place.

Leo unable to respond or counter his mistake yelped in surprise while his balance was thrown off making him crash to the hard floor with a thud that shook the room in his wake.

"Ahh... I am going to kill him..." Leo moaned out in an agonizing pain that traveled up his arms and legs, making him even feel it in the pit of his shell.

Forcefully kicking the skateboard away in anger Leo sat up, not caring how he must have sounded like Raph at the moment, or was acting just like the hothead. This was one of many reasons Leo was so strict with cleanliness; this room was a death trap, and luckily he wasn’t seriously harmed by this accident.

With the constant ringing from the alarm, the hovering buzzing in his head and with the mix of pain his body was still experiencing, Leo's head felt like someone used an ice pick at it.

Growling furiously Leo stood up quickly slamming his fist onto the alarm that sputtered and wind down over the force.

(Okay, Leo you need to calm down... Riding this emotion will only make your headache worsen if you keep to this path of destruction.)

Leo taking his own advice closed his eyes taking deep long breaths, as he told his body not to move a muscle.

Every breath taken his racing heart slowed down to a calm rhythm like a peaceful river once more.

Once again, in his normal calm state of mind, Leo opened his eyes relax and in control, finally removing his hand from the alarm, yet didn't go for the door just yet.

His eyes were suddenly captivated on an item beside the alarm clock and the longer he looked at it a storm brewed within his mind.

What if he doesn't just do the normal punishments with Mikey? Sure, he could teach Mikey a lesson over what happened and the fact the youngest continues to refuse to clean his room, by stating no comics and video games. However, in reality, this isn’t much of a threat anymore for Mikey would find something else to occupy himself with.

Taking the green bound book that was just lying there to be noticed, Leo examined it by turning it on its side and looking at the spine.

Multiple occasions he has seen Mikey with this book in his possession. It was the very thing the younger brother would write down his video game obsessions and other crap.
 
Mikey normally always has it on him, making this valuable in some form of way to the younger brother’s mind, something that could be used as a punishment?

"Mikey can have his book back once his room is cleaned," Leo muttered to convince himself that this was a perfect action to take, and it did make him feel better on top of that.

Oddly, there was an overwhelming feeling of satisfaction in confiscating the book, compared to past punishments he has attempted to try upon the turtle brother.
 
Leaving the room yet not before turning off the light, Leo made the decision to head for his room to ride his headache out first. He will take the initiative to have a talk with Mikey later; that's if he could figure out where the orange clad turtle went off to.
 
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His own room, the imagery of peace and order filled him as he could feel his body relax and being engulfed in its element.
 
How could anyone find serenity in a room that looks like a dump site?
 
Dragging his tired feet that still ache from the slip, Leo let his body be overpowered by gravity, falling down onto his soft welcoming bed.
 
Though he was a turtle of disciplining his body, he did succumb to a soft bed then some firm one. It was the only luxury he allowed himself to have and he didn’t take it for granted.

His body moaning on its own, Leo stretched out placing the book on his nightstand, then gathered a hand full of sheet snuggling his beak into them inhaling the sweet aroma they gave off.
 
The nice white sheets that have been recently washed with a new laundry detergent April generously gave them before heading out on her honeymoon with Casey, was no word of a lie, the fragrance was heavenly.
 
Recalling back to his human friends, Leo remembered April announcing to his family between her glees of joy at the thought of going to some hot beach down south, it was going to be a three-month  long trip.
 
It was a much needed vacation on their part which everyone agreed. Leo didn't blame them one bit, encouraging them to take the opportunity to get away.

Which wasn’t a bad idea in the end, especially after all his two good friends went through even on their very own wedding day having it almost destroyed by the Shredders’ revenge.

Placing his hand on his forehead Leo let out a long yawn that only made his head throb all the more; he recognized the pain right away as it hit him dead on, to be the first signs of a migraine starting to brood.
 
It was one that seemed to want to linger there with no signs of letting go of him or let him have any relief.
 
The majority of times when they hit, he would normally seek out the aid of Donnie for some medicine, yet he unfortunately already asked for some earlier, and he knew it was too early to take anything else.
 
Besides, if Donnie knew he was suffering from his migraines again not long after complaining about them earlier, the brother would insist on some tests to determine the cause, which in the end wasting his time.
 
The only outcome would be Donnie saying the same lines like usual, Leo once again stressed out and this was causing him discomfort. Him stressed out?

Rolling on his side, Leo inhaled the aroma of the sheets in pleasure, pondering on the notion of him being stressed.

What could he be stressed over? His training is like clockwork, running smoothly with no hiccups. He has made sure to take time to meditate as much as possible to keep his body in perfect harmony and balance. Other than the issue with Raph, what could make him so wind up inflicting  him with his head wanting to explode?

(Donnie is just drawing straws...) Leo convinced himself, of course he trusted Donnie's abilities to diagnose him, but again at times Donnie would just say anything to dismiss Leo and get back to his own work.
 
Donnie was notorious for being a workaholic.

The other reason that came to mind was that Donnie just wasn't sure and figured it wasn't much of a threat to Leo’s health to bother to figure out the true root of the issue, passing Leo’s suffering to the most common culprit and then calling it a day.

"Fuck you Mikey!" Raph boomed outside Leo’s door near the stairs, startling Leo, who jumped up in his bed.

"Raphie, I didn't mean to bro. I swear!" Mikey called back flustered; his voice was strained, like he was running.

"Sure you didn't, you little pest! Do you think I would fall for, ‘Oh Raphie I'm innocent; the paint can just fly off the shelf....’ Like hell it did," Raph yelled at the top of his lungs not to make this argument to discreet.

"Raph, I didn't do it! I wasn't even near the paint cans. You have to believe me bro," Mikey whined in defense.

"Whatever twerp, get out of my face," Raph demanded, then slammed his door forcefully to end the conversation.

The hallway once again falling silent, Leo blinked at his door, was he to intervene?

(I really don't want to deal with this right now...)

Only able to moan over his head that thanks to his brother, now felt like someone took an axe to it, Leo let it gently fall back onto his pillow.

He would deal with this once he recovers. Just the thought of confronting the hothead in his mood would result in Leo keeling over by pain and his head actually exploding.

So he laid there not bothering to budge from his spot.
 
The stillness that normally brought him satisfaction, only made his mind wander and his nerves unsteady.
 
There was an itch, not one that you can scratch, no. This itch was one that would drive him out of bed and head for Raph's room in his foolish pursuit to resolve what may have happened or get the details if that was a possibility.

That kind of itch that only brought him grief, yet with nothing to stir him from these thoughts, he couldn’t help it.

Well until this time around as his eyes fell upon the green book in a cloud of curiosity.
 
In the past, he wouldn't bother touching or entertain the thought of flipping a page, not after the first time finding it was just nonsense and a waste of his time.

Leaning over Leo took the book firmly into his hand, opening it falling onto a page about something over one of Mikey’s comics. It was a play by play in every detail to the point Leo strained his eyes to keep reading.

(Why would Mikey even write this dribble?)

Biting his lip, Leo couldn't take it any longer closing the book with his eyes, feeling like they were going to melt out of their sockets.

"I should find something else to focus on..." Leo told himself then stopped, not sure what in his room would do the trick.

The green book still in his hand, he could feel the texture, as a spark of interest came to mind.
 
He always wondered what about the book that made Donnie and even Raph stop reading it. Sure Donnie wouldn't care about the comic stuff, but still read it to see what else Mikey was writing. As for Raph that wouldn't be enough to stop him.

Once again, flipping the book open Leo froze on the fact he somehow manage to land on the exact page. Even he doesn't have that good of luck in doing such a thing.

(Okay...)

Shutting the book he attempted again, then again, to find when he flipped the book open he always landed on the same exact page. It wasn't like this page was located in the center or any indication the page was creased to the point it would fall there automatically.
 
Baffled, Leo instead of flipping the book open and shut anymore, started to go through the book page by page.
 
What he saw made him wonder about the little brother, he had so many different random topics that he finally understood what made the other brothers stop reading.
 
He too was going to end his torture, yet the oddity of him landing on the same page was bugging him.

Not giving up, he continued until he came upon to a few white pages.
 
With a few more white pages passing by, he thought he was done, yet still didn’t stop there over one simple fact this was helping his headache and taking his mind off the fight.
 
In the end not seeing how this could hurt, Leo told himself, what the shell and continued swiping through the book for kicks.

Around ten pages in, Leo felt his heart suddenly jump into his throat seeing the bold blue text scribbled over a page that wasn’t remotely blank spelling out, "Leo's personality/fears/likes".

(What the shell is this?!)

Quickly, Leo sat up skimming over the lists, feeling his blood run cold.
 
It had everything he never told anyone, even facts about him that his Master had no clue of!

Consumed by his shock, Leo slammed the book closed quickly feeling the sweat drip down his brow.
 
In disbelief, Leo stared into the abyss processing what he just witnessed as his mouth became dry and his hands shook wildly.
 
He had no clue what he was feeling in whole. Was he angry, fearful, or star struck?

(No… this can’t exist… no…) Leo could feel his eyes twitch on the notion everything about him was in this book, which was impossible for any given soul to acquire on him.
 
(That's it I… I must have seen it like some mirage over… over the headache! It caused me to be delusional!! The white pages was playing tricks on me!) Leo convinced himself, forcing his hand to open the book once again to prove this was just a desperate cry to divert his thoughts off of Raph. His imagination was running wild to ease his anxiety and pain, conjuring this all up one way or another.
 
Unfortunately after so many pages of white, he once again found the page that was dedicated to him.

Desperately and a bit hesitant at first, Leo flipped the pages seeing what other horrors and secrets it had on him.
 
After some pages all about him the next victim was Donnie showing things about the purple clad turtle that Leo had no clue of, then ending with Raph as the last of this… whatever this was.
 
Of course, there was nothing on Mikey for Leo figured why the younger brother would dare put any form of information about him in his own book?

Skimming through Raph's pages, Leo saw many things that couldn't be truly about Raph.
 
For starters, many of these statements and facts Leo found it hard to swallow and couldn't see Raph be associated with these fears and secrets.
 
Like for sample, Raph was afraid of buttons? Regular old buttons you put on shirts, he jumps when he sees them as his mind crawls to the images of bugs?
 
"No, this thing can't be real," Leo tossed the book on the bed getting back to his feet to pace around his room.

The cloud of confusion swarmed him as he felt like something just pulled him into the abyss to shatter his world around him.

This was beyond bothering him; the information was so accurate on his behalf that he started to doubt the stuff about his other brothers were even remotely false.

The worse reality breaker was his once opinion he had on Mikey, his kid brother, the goofball of the family, a trickster and lazy ass that doesn’t bother cleaning his room.
 
Everything he had built on Mikey, everything he thought Mikey was and who he has always been was now thrown to the side.
 
Deep down, he thought he knew Mikey; he swore he had the little brother figured out…

Yet this book, proved him wrong on all levels opening questions he wouldn’t consider using towards his little brother.
 
The details on the pages, the organization was beyond the capability of Mikey he once knew.
 
Nevertheless, it was his book, his handwriting proving this was real; these are the real Michelangelo’s true colors.

(Why would he write this? How does he know this stuff?) Leo panicked placing his hand behind his head eyeing the book warily.

So the Mikey he knew was, what a mask? A ploy the younger brother played on him and the others to hide who he really was?

"Mikey is smarter than he lets on... How many times did he hold himself back to fool us?" Leo asked himself, going back to the book sitting down cross legged looking over the beginning pages of the book realizing it had all the details of his pranks, in the likes Leo swore this was a form of planning that Donnie would do.

Taking a breath, Leo felt conflicted, was he to confront Mikey of his findings and get answers? Or does he keep quiet and hint at it, letting the younger brother come to him?

(So he recorded us in detail for his pranks?) Leo examined each page, still a bit concerned yet oddly proud at the same time.

His little brother had some hidden skills, much promise if he bothered answering his true calling.
 
The possibility that Mikey could achieve was endless, this book alone showed he would be excellent in recon; he always had it in his head Mikey would do poorly, yet that wasn't the case after all.

Feeling himself finally having a level head, Leo debated his options before him, wondering if one option was to burn the book.
 
Having a book around that held their deepest secrets wasn't something that should be lying around to fall into the wrong hands. Regardless it hasn’t so far didn't mean it wasn’t a possibility. Such a weakness exists could be dire to them all to the point of the difference between life and death.
 
Closing the book once more, Leo tapped its cover, letting the rhythm soothe him and his mind to wander deep in clarity once again.

On the six tap, Leo stopped while being consumed by a deep foreboding, or was it an opportunity?

His issue with Raph has been very disturbing and needed to be dealt with.
 
All his previous attempts have failed, maybe he should take a chapter from Mikey's book and do something different, go down the uncharacteristic path that everyone has branded him with and take another approach to the issue at hand.

Opening the book, Leo found Raph's pages studying it almost laughing out loud at some of the things that were too bizarre and unbelievable that Raph would be afraid of or liked and why at that.

"I think I found my solution," Leo smiled at Raph's list of fears and the pranks that were listed that worked on the hothead and even gave Leo the page number to get more detail on how to perform them.

If he can't talk or reason with Raph in his normal civilized manor, maybe he should blackmail and perform his own pranks to put the second eldest brother in line and get him to surrender and letting this anger streak have a rest for once and for all.","pools_count":1,"title":"The Little Green Book -Part 1","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"application/msword","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"0","rating_name":"General","ratings":[],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"f","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"0","views":"46","sales_description":null,"forsale":"f","digitalsales":"f","printsales":"f","digital_price":""}