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Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT (sadly)
Summary: Splinter talks with the three eldest
Warnings: Ha none at all, this is a family fiction
Note: Original outline and beta'd/edited by Dondena


Entering the small dojo, he could see his three eldest children mucking about. Clearing his throat, they immediately stopped turning to stand before him. A light blush crossing their faces at having been caught mucking about when they should have been practicing. It was however one of the few times Splinter had more important things on his mind; that he didn't reprimand them.

"Sit, my sons," Splinter knelt and motioned for his sons to copy him.

The three turtles immediately did as instructed, waiting patiently for their father to say what was troubling him.

"My sons, I have just been with Michelangelo and he is still quite distressed. Is there something that you haven't told me about what happened between you all?" Splinter decided straight forward was the best option.

"No, Master Splinter, we told you everything," Leo answered, looking slightly puzzled.

"Think carefully. Michelangelo has endured your taunts before without a second thought, why is this time so different? There must be something you are missing, it may not appear to be a big thing or significant but anything you have not told me may hold the key."

The three frowned as they thought back over what they had told their father; nothing seemed to come to mind.

"There wasn't anything else, Sensei," Raph finally said.

Splinter's brow furrowed in confusion, there had to be something else; the behaviour of Michelangelo was just too unusual.

"Perhaps if we meditate together, clear our minds of any distractions we will gain the needed knowledge," Splinter suggested.

Following instructions, the small family sat and meditated for an hour, trying to fathom the problem that currently plagued their family dynamic. Raph was quick to grow agitated with the whole process; he was much more a physical person and sitting meditating simply riled him especially when he couldn't see any need for it.

"He's just being a baby!" he finally interrupted them all huffing to himself.

"That is unkind, Raphael," Splinter reprimanded him.

"So what, we shouted at him and told him to get out, it ain't the first time!"

"But what we said wasn't true Raph. We hurt him and that isn't right," Leo argued back.

"I didn't see you stopping him when he left," Raph retorted his hands curling into fists and squaring up to the older turtle.

Splinter's ears pricked up at that statement, that hadn't been mention by the young turtles before. Stepping between his two fiery sons, he held his hands out to hold them from the fight they no doubt would get into.

"Hold! Raphael, repeat what you just said," Splinter instructed.

Raph looked up at his father, blazing golden eyes easing into a slight puzzled look.

"What? Leo didn't stop Mikey leaving either," Raph repeated with less anger.

"Did Michelangelo say anything as he left?" Splinter pressed.

"He said he'd just go then," Donnie's voice was like a calming balm on the two other turtles.

"And none of you prevented him leaving?"

"No Sensei."

Splinter sighed deeply; he understood now why Michelangelo was suffering. His youngest son lived off his brother's support and approval. His very existence revolved around his older brothers he looked up at them with complete adoration. Since he no longer felt that he had any of that, he was lost, hurt, and perturbed. Splinter knew the young mutant would do anything to live up to his brothers' desired expectations and feeling like he had failed in that he wasn't himself.

"What is it, Sensei?" Donatello asked calmly.

"Michelangelo feels hurt because you did not call him back; instead you let him leave re-enforcing to him that you do not want him. He lives of your approval my sons, and now he feels he does not have it," Splinter explained.

"Knucklehead," Raph muttered under his breath.

Splinter's glare was enough to make Raph drop his gaze, mumbling an apology.

"We shall talk with Michelangelo in the morning, but right now my sons, it is time for you to sleep. Today has been a hard day for all of us," Splinter replied.

Following his sons, he gave one last glance over at Mikey, who was still huddled under his blankets but appeared to be asleep.

"Good night, my sons," Splinter said lowly.

"Good night, Sensei," they chorused back.

Splinter closed the door, leaving his sons alone.

"Good night, Mikey," Donnie's gentle voice sounded in the darkness.

The smallest mutant worked on keeping his breathing level as he heard his family move around the room before the good nights from his father and brothers. He nearly replied to Donnie's simple good night but bit it back; it still hurt too much inside. He lay under his blankets listening to the noises of his brothers as they started to fall asleep.

Raph's unmistakable snore would normally have had Mikey tossing a pillow at his emerald green brother to make him turn on his side, but he didn't want to risk waking him. Donnie mumbled lightly under his breath, a sound Mikey usually loved. He had always wondered if his intelligent brother's mind ever switched off. Leo was silent; a sound escaped him just like in his waking hours. Mikey waited and waited; he needed to make sure they were asleep; he couldn't face them right now.

Slowly, he drew the covers back and stared out over his brothers, his eyes adjusting quickly to the dark. Happy when none of his siblings moved, he gathered up his pillow and blanket before silently making his way out of the bedroom. Glancing across to his Sensei's room, he could see the flicker of the candle, but knew he was being quiet enough not to disturb his father.

Making his way down to the sofa, he lightly brushed it down, removing the small amount of crumbs before fluffing up his pillow. Wrapping the blanket tightly about himself, he snuggled down onto the sofa, pressing his body into the worn material presenting his shell to the world. Closing his eyes, he tried not to think of the colder air of the main room. Instead, he resided himself to his new bed in a room alone, just as his brothers wanted.

TBC
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT (sadly)
Summary: Splinter talks with the three eldest
Warnings: Ha none at all, this is a family fiction
Note: Original outline and beta'd/edited by :icondondena:

Part 5: [link]
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Part 7: [link]
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:iconskyrider-1:
Skyrider-1 Featured By Owner Nov 7, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh Mikey...
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Nov 7, 2014
he needs more love :)
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darkfary93 Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2013
Oh Mikey I know how he feel been there done that
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Raphealismylover11 Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2014
Same
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2013
:hug:
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darkfary93 Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2013
aaw thankies i needed a hug
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EnsoDancer Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2013
we've all been there, hurt and wanting to hold on to it but after a while if we don't forgive we're just hurting ourselves. 
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2013
it gets to the point where it goes beyond what actually happen and is more about us than anything else
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Krewbella Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2013
D'awwww, Mikey you make my heart just melt into a puddle!
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2014
My sincerest apologies for not having replied to your comment, so very rude of me. I try to make the effort to respond to everyone but I missed this one. Thank you :-)
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KameChuu Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2013  Hobbyist
wat a bunch of jerks >:U they better make things better or else! *shakes fist*
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2013
hahaha they will
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:iconbrokenstride:
BrokenStride Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2013
Awe, I want to hug him so badly!:tears:
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2013
hug away
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FoxKid1302 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm curling up in a blanket right now, and it suddenly gets colder the moment Mikey left...
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2013
ohh that is freaky :-)
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SARARAIN0 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2013  Student
oh my God,his heart is broken so badly,wish one of them was still wake to talk to him and make him feel better but too bad all of them are sleep
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2013
things will sort themselves out
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musicxxangel Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
*goes to get Mikeys Teddy and brings it back to him*
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
aww sweet of you
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musicxxangel Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
He needs his Teddy. He threw it away for all the wrong reasons and he's not ready to part from it yet.
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KostantinaK Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
It would be so funny if any of them went and slept with him ,so he wouldn't be lonely, without knowing it but hug the guy anyways like little bros do when they sleep on your lap or shoulder,while you're watching tv or they are too tired for that kind of time....
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
that would be sweet but sorry not this time
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SyoshoHiataki Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013  Student Digital Artist
Oh Mikey.....:hug: Oh little one...
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
they'll sort it out
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SyoshoHiataki Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013  Student Digital Artist
They'd better otherwise they will get swats on the butt!!! They would be what? 13 in your fic?
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:iconorangebarmy:
orangebarmy Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
yep 13
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:iconsyoshohiataki:
SyoshoHiataki Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013  Student Digital Artist
Okay. Then the ones who made Mikey like this will get 13 swats on the behind
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babygirl127 Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
It bothers me a bit that as a parent Splinter is aware that three of his sons have constantly verbally abused the fourth, are now doing it in his presence even, and he is making no move to stop it. Not even to tell them that their behavior is unacceptable. He just takes it as a fact of life. "Michelangelo has endured your taunts before without a second thought, why is this time so different?" is a direct quote. He is more concerned as to why this time is different than why they are doing this and that it needs to stop. Never once did he say that they had to stop.
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orangebarmy Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
I think its because usually the taunting is a two way street between the brothers. Mikey is very capable of taunting his brothers as mercilessly as they usually taunt him, it is just this time they've hit a lot harder.
I also based my Splinter on the 2k3 series where he was mutated from simply a pet rat, his parenting experience is limited. As such because Mikey has endured it all before Splinter has never seen it as much of an issue. He's reasoning that he knows siblings fight and tease each other but that doesnt mean they don't care for each other. It is a learning curve for them all and there is a lesson in it for all of them too I think.
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annabentley Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
Plus Mikey is just a sweetheart :3
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