You had planned for revenge for weeks. You rehearsed it a bunch of times and you finally felt ready. You walked into the training room, a brick in your hand. You punched the punching bag a little, then dropped the brick in the floor. "Ouch!," you yelped. Then, you plopped on the floor next to the brick and rubbed your head. Raph ran in, breathing really fast. "(Y/n)!," he yelled as he rushed next to you. You looked up at him with confused eyes. "Where am I?," you say. He grabs your shoulders. "You're in the lair! Remember?! The lair!," he yells. "W-Who are you?," you say, trying really hard not to giggle. He looks at you in shock. "Raph! Raphael your boyfriend! Don't you remember me?!," he yells, shaking you a little. "N-No. I don't remember a Raphael. I don't even r-remember who I am," you say. He starts to tear up. "You're (Y/n)! And I'm Raph! Your boyfriend! You love me and I love you!," he yells. You pretend to be confused. "What's love?," you ask innocently. He releases your shoulders and buries his face in his hands, crying. Raph was CRYING. You put a hand on his shoulder. You were about to give it up, but this was just to precious. "Don't cry weird turtle man," you say. He cries a little harder. Then, you lift up his chin with your finger. "Lets call is even?," you say with a smirk. "W-What?," he says. "You made me think you were dead. I made you think I had amnesia. We're even," you say as you stand up. He stares at you. "Ok...you better start running. Because you just scared me so bad that I CRIED. I must seek revenge," he says, standing up. You giggle and start running and he chases after you happily.