"Raphael!" Leo screamed, staring down at Raph with wide eyes, "Raphie! Are you ok?" He gasped. Raphael shook his head and continued to vomit, "Get...Donnie..." he said inbetween chunks. Leo nodded, ran out of the room, got Donnie, and both turtles ran back to Raph. Donnie hurried over to Raph, followed by Leo, "Raph, what's wrong?" He asked. Raph glared up at Donatello and frowned, "What's wrong? I'm fuckin' throwing up, that's what's wrong!" He yelled. Donnie flinched and rolled his eyes, "Right right...ok, let me ask you some questions," he mumbled, and started asking Raphael random questions. None of Raph's answers pointed to being sick or having the flu. Donnie rubbed his chin and glanced at Leo, "Ok, Raphael. What did you do last night? And be honest," he asked, staring intently at Raph. The red masked turtle blushed and looked away, "N-Nothing...I just...did nothing," he lied, making it obvious that he was fibbing. Donatello cleared his throat and looked at Leonardo, "Leo? Do YOU know what Raph did last night?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. Leo blushed and rubbed the back of his neck, "Uhm...we-I mean, he...t-trained..." he lied. Donnie sighed, getting annoyed, "Ok, listen! Tell me the truth and tell me NOW!" He yelled. Both turtles flinched, staring at Donnie with wide eyes. Don never got so...pushy and loud. Raphael sighed and sat up, crossing his arms, "Fine! We fucked, alright? Leo fucked me!" He growled, sticking his bottom lip out. Donatello nodded, a smirk playing it's way onto his face, "I think I know what the problem is," he chuckled, walking towards the door, "You two. Follow me,"
