[Room 412, Tuesday Evening]

[turtle_techie]

Donatello was already done with his classes for the week and he felt like he'd barely even started. Potpourri had been a little odd, but after the Jerries no one seemed all that bizarre, and Mad Scientist class had shown that it wasn't going to be terribly uptight, at least.

He'd also taken Mikey to his first How To Be A Superhero class on Monday

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[turtle_toughguy]

Raph stuck his head in the room to make sure his brother was there, then leaned against the doorframe. He didn't look as hostile as he might look, considering he'd had two of his classes the day before. "...Hey."

[turtle_techie]

Donnie looked up from his bed and offered a slight smile at seeing his brother. "Hey."

[turtle_toughguy]

"How's Mikey?" He shifted a little, folding his arms over his chest, just getting comfortable. He wasn't being defensive. Yet.

[turtle_techie]

"He's doing okay," Donnie said, then picked up a piece of lettuce to offer it to their little brother. "Trying to get him to eat a bit. How've you been?"

[turtle_toughguy]

Raph shrugged. "Had two of my classes..." That seemed to be his response to the question, actually. He cracked his knuckles a little, looking vaguely surly.

[turtle_techie]

Donnie looked down, sighing. "Oookay, then what's up? Come by to beat me up or something?"

[turtle_toughguy]

"I considered it while I was sittin' in 'Pie' class watchin' puppets beat up on this Alton Brown dude... Speakin' of which, you should watch Good Eats... It's right up your alley."

Raph snorted and shrugged. "Anyway, whatever. I'll just deal with bein' in 'Pie' class since I got somethin' in common with the teacher... And 'Creatures'... I dunno, I'll give it a go. It could be worse, though having the very real chance of getting gored on my first day doesn't really bode well."

Walking a little further into the room, Raph glanced over Mikey. "I really just wanted to check on Mikey."

[turtle_techie]

He nodded, watching Mikey chew on a slice of orange. "Well, there he is. Perfectly fine, except for not being big still."

[turtle_toughguy]

Raph nodded. "I promised I'd take him to cheerleading practice, so... I dunno, maybe it'll help." He reached down to rub the top of Mikey's head with one finger. "You tried anything? I mean, like I mentioned?"

[turtle_techie]

"Yeah, I played a lot of Jimmy Buffet for him and had him help me play video games on my computer," Donnie said, looking up at Raphael. "I don't know if it helped, but he seemed to enjoy it."

[turtle_toughguy]

He nodded again, rubbing at the back of his neck and looking extremely frustrated. "This is gettin' ridiculous."

[turtle_techie]

"Have you said anything to Splinter?" Donnie asked, though he was pretty sure Raph wouldn't have done so on his own.

[turtle_toughguy]

Raph shook his head. "Nah... You?"

[turtle_techie]

"...I was kind of hoping Mikey would change back and relieve us of the need to," Donnie admitted.

[turtle_toughguy]

"Hmmph." he folded his arms and shook his head. "He has a weird way of just knowin' stuff, anyway."

[turtle_techie]

Donnie sighed and rubbed at the back of his neck. "That's true, but I haven't heard anything from him. If he were worried, he would've tried to contact us somehow, right?"