When Mikey woke up, he was on the couch. In his shell. On Donnie's lap. WHAT just happened? Gosh, his head hurt so much. Instead of being hot like he was for the past few days, he was cold. Okay, Mikey officially HATED this. Well all he could do was go back to sleep, he was way to cold to get out of his shell anyways, so that's what he did.
By the time he woke up again, he was back in his room. WHY did he keep moving around the lair?! Could he just stay in one place?! Mikey made the choice to go ask his brothers what was happening. When Mikey got up, his legs were so shaky that he had to lean on the walls. He then saw Leo on the couch watching the TV. "Hey Angelo! What are you doing out of bed?" Leo asked him, but when Mikey tried to respond, it just came out on in mumbles. He was TRYING to say. "Leo, where are the others?" But unfortunately, Leo thought that Mikey said something like. "Can I come out of my room now?" "No can do, amigo! You need rest. And besides, Donnie and Ralph are out with April." Leo said as he started to literally drag him off back to bed . Mikey didn't resist he was too tired anyways. A few hours later, Mikey knew that Leo was asleep on the couch. Ugh, his brothers where going to kill him for this! At this point, Mikey was shivering, and he had one blanket on. But Mikey knew that there were some more in Ralph's room. He really didn't want to wake up Leo and bug him, so Mikey got up and started to shakily go get some blankets. When he got to the main room, he was really nauseous. Then, something... happened. Mikey could barely see what was in front of him, and he didn't see the ledge. Mikey fell from the ledge and hit the ground hard. He heard a small cracking noise coming from his shell. Mikey felt numb and a few minutes later, he could faintly hear Leo panicking and talking to him. He could see Leo on the phone with the others, as the others were panicking, Mikey started to pass out...
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Mikey's Sick Days (ROTTMNT)🧡💜❤️💙
FanfictionMikey gets a fever, So it's up to his brothers to take care of him. Art is not mine