New Fanfic!

And it's about the New TMNT. More specifically, Leo and Casey (oops, spoilers...)

And even though I know that 2018 Casey Jones would probably be a kid and nothing like what I'm writing- I still like the idea of the 2012 Casey. So let's mix it up- 2018 Turtles with 2012 Casey. Hmm... does this count as crossover?

Hope you enjoy the story!

Raph stood a bit taller than he usually did, "I'm telling you Mikey! There's no such thing as ghosts."

Leo scoffed to himself, "Yeah right, just like there's no such thing as mutant turtles!"

Raph sent him a glare, one that Leo shrugged off. The blue turtle continued to lean against the wall, as nonchalantly as he could while his brothers bickered among themselves as to whether floating souls roam the Earth.

Don shook his head, taking on a somewhat supreme air, "The existence of ghosts is…" pausing for dramatic effect, "Very unlikely."

And if Raph would let him, Don would have launched into a lecture as to what the chances of the deceased had of remaining with them. Mikey however, put his foot down and pointed to his brainy brother.

"I'm telling you guys!" he stomped the other foot, "Ghosts are real!"

Don replied just as quickly, "Unlikely,"

Raph folded his arms and nodded to Mikey, "Don's right Mikey." He held up a finger, "Ghosts don't exist."

"DO TOO!" Mikey whipped around to face Leo, "Tell them Leo?"

Leo's eyes widened, "Say what now?"

Mikey put his hands on his hips, "Say how you believe in ghosts!"

Leo's eye ridges shot up, "I do?!"

Mikey nodded passionately, "Yes you do!"

Don rolled his eyes, "Unbelievable,"

Mikey's face fell, those baby eyes going wide with- oh no… the puppy eyes, "Don't you Leo?"

Not the puppy eyes.

Leo glanced to his side, as if avoiding direct eye contact would let him stand a chance against those… irresistible… baby… aww shell.

Leo rubbed the back of his neck, standing straight to look at anything but his brothers, "Of course I do Mikey…"

Raph gasped with all the drama he could muster, and one eye ridge shot up, "Really Leo… You do?"

Even Don was giving him a scrutinizing glare, "Seriously Leo?"

Mikey jumped up with the energy no one should possess, "Yay! Leo's on my side!"

The glee on his face was worth the lie. It was a lie… wasn't it? Leo wasn't sure of himself. But, to deny Mikey right now, even as Don gave them scrutinizing looks and Raph looked ready to break Mikey's heart in two by telling him to knock it off. And… Leo just couldn't deny ghosts right now. Not at the cost of Mikey's weird… worm dance?

Leo's eyes shot open, but he couldn't help his smile, "Woah… Mikey, nice moves there bro!"

Mikey proceeded to wave his arms in the air like some… imitation crab. Leo cracked a grin when Don face-palmed and muttered something about his brothers having no sense of science. And where was Raph?

Leo turned to cast a glance behind him, but no Raph.

"Huh?" Leo practically asked himself, "Where did he go?"

And while Mikey flopped around on the floor with the skill of a fish out of water, and Don berated the device on his wrist, Leo stepped backwards until he was out of sight from the two.

The second youngest smiled, his eyes focused on the lair door that was ajar.

Leo smirked, "Aww. Raph left it open for me!"

But Leo knew that Raph was in the kitchen. Shell, he could even smell the sneak stink. And it struck him as odd, as to how he could tell just what his largest brother was up to by mere scent. If Leo really wanted, he could have asked Don to explain just how that was possible. But Leo didn't really want that. What the turtle really wanted, was to sneak outside the lair just for one teensy tiny moment.

The turtle cast a quick glance over his shoulder to find Don kneeling beside a wiggling creature they all knew as Mikey. Leo nodded to himself, and snuck yet another look at Raph.

Was he… eating more salami?

Leo shuddered, and forced all thoughts of the disgraceful Raphael out of his mind.

Now that Leo determined the lair to be safe enough to disappear for a moment, he took a few cautious steps. Then he announced just above his usual tone, "Raph? Are you outside?"

Leo wrinkled his nose, Raph's guilt stink was beginning to smell really pungent these days. But Raph wouldn't answer- he wouldn't want to be caught stealing more food from the kitchen. Raph daren't answer. And that Leo was what counting on.

Leo took a large step so that he was directly in front of the lair, and he raised his voice just a little louder, "Oh Raphie! You out there?"

Raph peeked from the kitchen door, eyes wide as he whispered, "Leo! No!"

Leo pretended not to hear him, and the turtle put his hands on his hips, "Hmm. I better go check outside for Raph."

He pushed open the door, and threw his voice so Raph could hear everything, "I'll come right back if I don't find him soon."

A lie. That Raph fully believed.

And Leo could almost hear the wheels in his head turning, and just as the turtle stepped out of the lair, he heard Raph sigh in acceptance.

The blue turtle fist-pumped the air, and gave a low shout of pure joy when he heard no yelling of his name. He dashed forward, heading straight down the dirty sewers to a specific manhole cover.

The turtle didn't resist his giggles when he realized that he had- once again, thwarted Raph into believing another trick. Of course Raph would let him go- because Raph honestly believed that Leo would try to find him outside, then give up after the next ten minutes- twenty if Raph thought Leo was feeling extra hopeful, and then Leo would return home.

Leo shook his head, "Raphie boy, you trust me too much,"

And Leo liked it just the way it was. The less they suspected him, the easier his mischief could be. And what mischief it was.