Raph opened his eyes, trying to identify what had woken him up. “Wha’ the…” he groggily mumbled. Then he heard it again, a small whimper coming from Mikey’s room. Groaning, he turned over, hoping that the sound would stop. Against his wishes, though, the sound continued. “Can’t get a decent night sleep with that kid here,” Raph growled as he swung out of his hammock and stumbled toward his door to see what was wrong.
As he sluggishly moved across the room, the noise level changed. Instead of a quiet whimper, there was sudden shrill cry. Goaded into action by the notes of pain he heard, Raph ran towards Mikey’s door. He beat Leo there by only a few seconds, and hurried inside. As soon as he walked in, he saw what had happened.
Mikey had fallen out of bed. His face scrunched up in pain as blood flowed from his lip, he howled his heart out. Raph was at his side in a flash, picking him up to comfort him. “Shh… you’re okay. Ah’ve got you, you’re okay.” He turned around as Leo quietly asked “What’s wrong?” Raph replied as he walked toward the door, “The little ankle-biter musta rolled over when nobody came to get him, ‘cause he fell outta bed.”
In the hallway, Splinter and Don met Raph and his small bundle of sobbing turtle, both asking the same question as Leo. Raph explained once more while moving toward the kitchen. Once there, he fished the washcloth out of the sink and soaked it with cold water. “Mikey, you need ta stop cryin’. Ah’m gonna put this on your lip ta help ya, okay?” The tiny turtle sniffled pitifully as he looked at Raph, who gently placed the wet rag on his lip.
The rest of the family silently watched as Raph displayed an uncommon gentleness towards his smallest brother. As he cleaned the blood off Mikey’s face, Don nudged Leo and whispered, “See? There’s hope for Raphie yet!” “Not if Ah hear ya callin’ me that again!” Raph growled. Splinter stepped in before the situation could escalate. “Thank you for your care, Raphael. I shall take Michelangelo back to bed now.” Raph carefully handed Mikey to his sensei and watched them leave.
The three older brother stood silently for a moment before Leo began to chuckle. Don and Raph looked at him curiously, wondering what had caused his humor. Shaking his head, Leo explained. “He’s not even one, and he’s already busted his lip for the first time. What are we going to do with him?” Looking at each other, the other two also laughed. Don’s smile rivaled Leo’s as he said, “Well, I’ll just wait to figure that out. Meanwhile, I’m going back to bed!” Turning off the lights, his brothers followed him to the hallway.
Raph climbed into his hammock, still grinning. The grin grew even larger as he thought, “That little dude is a turtle after mah own heart.”