He had been trying to find you, unsuccessfully, for a week. Not even pizza could cheer him up, something his brothers gladly took advantage of.
Mikey had been setting traps all around the city, mostly giant nets with sausage as bait.
He was doing his rounds for the day, and had checked almost all of them. Mikey didn't have any hope that he was going to find you today.
As he got to the trap in the abandoned warehouse, he heard loud cursing. His heart soared as he scrambled down to it, and let out an excited whoop. A thrashing Raazar was flailing around in the net, yelling curses Mikey didn't even know.
"Raazar! Where's y/n?!" He yelled, skidding to a halt by the net.
"Turtle!" He snarled, taking a swipe at him. Mikey sidestepped it swiftly, stepping closer where Raazar couldn't get him.
"I'll ask you one more time: where. is. Y/n?" Mikey snarled, sticking a very sharp ninja star under his nose.
"I'm not telling you." Raazar snarled. Mikey shoved the star up a little, slicing the skin, which is where a dog is most sensitive, a fact he learned from Donnie. Raazar let out a whimper of pain, as little drops of blood slowly began to leak.

"Fine, I'll talk. She's in the warehouse over, in the middle, tied up in a chair." Raazar grumbled, a tear leaking out to mix in with the blood.
"Great." Mikey chirped happily, then remembered he was supposed to be mean.
"I mean, that's what you deserve!" Mikey snarled half-heartedly.
"I mean...uh, whatever!" He gave up, passing a tissue to the dog to wipe his cut. Then he ran off to the opposite warehouse.
"Y/n!" Mikey shrieked, running towards you. He was so paranoid about attacks that he carried you 3 blocks away from the warehouse, and then untied you, gingerly taking the tape off your mouth.
"Mikey!" You exclaimed, giving him a big kiss.
"Y/n, I was so worried." Mikey murmured, brushing his nose against yours.
Then, suddenly, you facepalmed, almost smacking Mikey in the head.
"My parents are going to murder me!" You cried, imagining the bad things that would go down when you got home.