Back dated, NYE. Up on the roof.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph makes his way from the bar back to his roof. It's a massive understatement to say that he's distracted. In fact, it's an insult to the meaning of 'understatement', so don't even try it. Here, let's give his mind a listen.

Wow it's almost cute in an After School Special sort of way, Bernard and Tonks that is. I mean, I know I'm not the sharpest crayon in the box, but even I can pick up the fact that they're sweet on each other. They're kinda like April and Casey that way, I guess. I'm glad she liked her Christmas present, she deserves a day off more than anything. And I want her happy more than anything. It's strange, never thought I'd feel this way about anyone or anything And then there was the baby. What the fuck was up with that? I mean, who just lets a baby wander away? It's a baby for cryin' out loud!

It's because of this inner monologue that he doesn't sense the presence of another, or the fact that they are scant millimeters away from snagging a particular time bomb.

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[mnt_mike]

"Yoink!"

Then there is a mad cackling that disappears into the night.

[mnt_raph]

Huh? What?
crap

MIKE! YOU GIVE THAT FREAKIN' THING BACK RIGHT NOW!

[mnt_mike]

"First you got to catch meeee!"

It's a very singsong voice.

[mnt_raph]

*Splinter would be proud, Raph doesn't over react. Instead he shuts his eyes and listens. After a few seconds it's clear where Mike is, and where he's going.

Raph is going to cut him off at the pass*

[mnt_mike]

Mike is silently very amused with himself at the moment, sadly, that moment is fleeting. He doesn't look where he's going, which is why he runs straight into Raph.

"Oof."

[mnt_raph]

*Raph towers over his brother*
An' just what do you think you're doin'?

[mnt_mike]

"Helping?"

There's a sheepish grin that goes along with it as well.

[mnt_raph]

Uh uh. No way. You're gonna get hurt if you help.
So just hand over the bomb and we'll all just go back to what we were doing.

[mnt_mike]

Mike turns slightly, so his carapace faces Raph. Raph may be taller now, but it still takes more reach to get around the shell.

"NO way! We can totally defuse this, Raph. I know we can. Then...then we'll be heroes!"

[mnt_raph]

*Still trying to reach around his brother to grab back the bomb*

NO, no we can't Mike. I'm gonna borrow Bernard's advice and throw this sucker into the lake when it gets to ten.

[mnt_mike]

"Aww, but that's so Boring!"

He hugs the bomb tigher to his chest, looking for the ever elusive green wire. It's always the green wire.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph continues his attempt to debomb*

OH yeah, an' texture coatin' the roof here'll be a frickin' hoot!
Just.
Hand.
It.
Over!

[mnt_mike]

"Raph, I KNOW I can do this. Just, for once, trust me!"

He's found the wire. He gives it a firm tug, and it dislodges from the explosives. The countdown stops.

"There, see? I told you I could do it....ut oh."

[mnt_raph]

*Raph freezes*
What ut oh? Why did you say ut oh?
MIKE?! WHAT DID YOU DO?!?

[mnt_mike]

"Uh...nothing?"

There's a small explosion, only instead of a nice satisfying "BANG" there's a "SQUISH", as both of them are doused in bright purple dye.

Mike, being in the front, gets the brunt of the blast.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph is standing in just such a way, that Mike's head blocks his face from getting hit with dye. Sadly, Mike isn't tall enough to totally shield him, and Raph is now sporting bright purple hair.*

*He just sighs*

DO you want my I tol' you so, now? Or later?