On the roof.

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*Raph dreams.
He dreams of a world full of Tim's all vying for control.
He dreams of being struck by lightning.
And in the end he dreams of flying, and the fall.
He wakes up as his dream body crashes into the ground. Startled, he stares at the ceiling, trying very hard not to think of the stories they'd swap as kids. That hitting the ground in a dream means you've died in real life. He blinks his eyes several times, trying to convince them to focus, but they're still too tired to comply. Right before they close totally, he thinks he sees the sky. But that's impossible, as he's inside. Must just be his eyes playing tricks on him. Payment for making them work during their down time.

Raph breathes deeply, in an attempt to calm his frantically beating heart. That's when the smell hits him. Smells like....burning nylon? No, that can't be right. Just as he drifts off to sleep, his last distinct thought is, "I'll fix it in the morning".

At that instant the hole burnt into the ceiling of the tent begins to mend itself. The work continues as Raph falls deeper and deeper into sleep, until finally the smells, the feelings, and the dreams of lighting and flying disappear from Raph's mind all together. It's for the best really, as the fact that he was struck by a bolt of lightning that burned a hole into the roof of his home, resulting in his being able to fly would probably just confuse him. And there'll be plenty of time for that later.*