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You are hereby thought to be the most senseless and fit man of the Watch

Characters: Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, and Michaelangelo
Date: June 5 and after
Location: Leo and Don's suite in the Metal Sector
Situation: Testing out this lantern business
Warnings/Rating: None

After the initial visit, Raph and Mike had managed to stay in their own suite for an entire day before drifting back to Leo and Don's building. Don had certainly been glad to see them again - the place didn't feel right without them - but his enthusiasm for the situation waned sharply when it became clear they didn't plan to leave.

It's not their continued presence that Don has a problem with. It's the whole business with their souls being bound to lanterns, and the strongly-worded advice - delivered just days ago - that they not stay away from their lanterns for too long.

In calm but certain terms, Don suggests that Raph and Mike go reunite body and soul for a little while. No one listens to him. Mike seems determined to put a shell-groove in another couch, while Raph simply claims territory in his own inimitable style.

By the third morning, Raph and Mike are decidedly sluggish, and Don appeals to Leo to put an end to this reckless - if extremely intriguing - experiment.

"I think we should take them home," he says, despite Mike and Raph's increasingly-incoherent insistence that they want to stay. "Whatever they're trying to prove, it's not worth it."

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The door is closed, and Raph's more than grateful for the silence that embraces him as he crashes down on his mat and burrows under the blankets. His head is still pounding with his heartbeat, and the few silent tears that manage to work their way out don't help.

But within minutes, he's passed out again, too dead tired to wallow in his own misery for long.

At least he has his brothers just outside the door.

He can't take the idea that it won't be that way for much longer.

Don circles around the common area before heading up the other staircase to Leo's room. Finding the door closed, he's about to knock when he realizes the shadow on the floor is Mike, curled up and half-asleep.

He leans over to tap his cousin on the shoulder, thinking about where the flashlight is in his bag.

"Mike."

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There's a groan, followed by the twitch of an arm that after a try and a half successfully moves to shield Mike from who ever is trying to wake him.

"...shhh. sleep now."

Don sighs, sets down his bag, and kneels beside Mike.

"Okay, Mike. Let's not sleep in hallways. Who's in Leo's room?"

"isthisa..." he pauses to yawn. "trick question?"

Um.

"Is the room empty?" Don prompts. It wouldn't be unusual for Leo to leave his door closed.

"Mmmhmm. Only Raph's in there."

That's the same as being empty, right?

As if on cue, a loud snore curls out from within the bedroom.

Don looks back and forth between the door and his cousin, and decides to deal with the less agreeable Turtle first. If he gets Raph moving, Mike will follow.

He knocks peremptorily on the door, then lets himself in. Even though Raph is sleeping, Don exercises caution: a Turtle unexpectedly awakened is a very dangerous creature.

The snoring is a sign that Raph is breathing - more or less - so Don starts with a visual once-over, not moving to disturb him yet.

Lucky for Don, Raph's always been a heavy sleeper. He doesn't so much as twitch at the intrusion, still sleeping flat on his stomach with his face half-smothered in the pillow.

Which doesn't seem to help his snoring much. He's about as loud in sleep as he is awake, another one roaring out of him as he sucks in the next breath.

It really kind of does sound like a chainsaw.

Believing himself to be entirely off the hook, Mike settles himself back to his previous position and drifts back to sleep aided by the less-than-white noise provided by Raph.

Don grimaces at these unhealthy sleep habits, then leans back out into the hall, looking for Leo. Does he really want to make these two move right now?

Leo is right where Don left him - in Don's room, staring out the window with a clenched jaw. He works it back and forth a little as his brother enters, his head turning almost imperceptibly.

"How'd it go?" he asks tiredly.

Don makes an "About as well as could be expected" gesture.

"Raph still has hideous sleep apnea, but otherwise seems fine, and Mike is deflecting but also looks okay."

He turns to give Don his full gaze.

"He's still awake?"

"Mike? He's pretending to be, but I'm not really convinced."

Leo's expression sours as he looks back out of the window. If things are already this bad... the only thing keeping him from stomping over and re-issuing his order for their eviction is fact that Raph's emotional condition is even worse than his physical one at the moment. But it's looking less and less like they're going to recover from this if they don't leave.

He's been replaying his last words to them in his head all this time. He's chasing them out. Forcing them away. Why does he have to be the one to force them away? Can't they see what's happening?

"Keep an eye on them. We might not get to wait until nightfall. If they get any worse... we won't have a choice."

Leo's fist clenches on the windowsill. He doesn't like it, but this is how it has to be.

Don turns back toward the door. "I might sleep a little myself. Wake me if you want to go sooner, okay?"

Leonardo nods without turning around. He's a little too wired to sleep, anyway. The daytime watch will do him good.

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Don plods back to the other room, checking Mike on the way in. Once inside, he slides to the floor next to the bed, and dozes off almost immediately.

He's still on alert, though. Any medically-relevant change won't escape his subconscious notice.

Leonardo spends an hour in the light of the climbing sun. Slowly, the warmth bleeds into his veins, filling his blood with a heavy buzz; before long he has to pull away from the window and slink into the hallway, pulling his brother's door shut behind him. He wants to spend some more time with those lanterns... but he'd better check in on the others first.

He makes his way towards his room, pausing to blink at the somewhat undefined lump lying next to his door in the dark hallway. Closer inspection of the lump reveals it to be Michaelangelo. Leo sighs, crouches down, sets his fingers softly over Mike's pulse. Still strong, but his cousin doesn't even stir. His insides clenching in worry, Leo pulls Mike's hand off of the floor to rest it across his plastron, then opens his door and looks inside.

Both of his brothers are dozing - well, one of them is dozing. The other is doing his best impression of a truck motor with a wrench caught inside. After casting a long glance at Raph, Leo quietly slides to Don's side and places a hand on his shoulder.

"Come on, Donnie; help me move Mike inside. I have some sleeping mats we can lay out."

Without waking up, Don makes a very weak attempt to swat Leo's hand away.

"No more training, Leo..."

He quirks a smile, gracefully dodging that swat and giving Don's shoulder a few pats to try and jostle him awake. He wouldn't mind setting up the mats himself, but he'd prefer not to have to drag Mike across the floor on his own.

"Okay, I'm awake." Don shifts and opens his eyes, then does his Patented Donatello Scan: absorbing everything around him without actually moving his gaze. Within seconds he's fully oriented.

"Do you want to go?"

Leo almost says 'yes' right then and there, but he catches himself; hesitates on the answer. When he finally seems to achieve resolution, he gives a shake of his head.

"Not yet. Give me a hand with Mike. I want him in here, where we can keep an eye on both of them."

Don unfolds himself from the floor and takes a second look around the room, not having noticed the appearance of another bed on his first pass.

"Where do you want to put him?"

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