Donnie jumped down into the lair, box in hand. "Pizza!" He called, voice echoing through the lair.
His brother's came running, famished for the delicious taste of New York pizza. Donnie set it on the table and Leo and Raph grabbed a few slices each.
Donnie frowned. "Where's Mikey?"
Mouth full, Raph shrugged. "Dunno. Haven't seen him since lunch."
Donnie frowned. It wasn't like Mikey to skip a meal.
"Don't sweat it Don. If he's hungry he'll come get it." Leo pat his brother's shoulder before starting up a cartoon.
"But he's always hungry..." Donnie protested as he followed his brother's with a slice in hand.
About halfway through the episode Mikey shot through the room, sending pizza flying into the couch.
All of his brother's jumped in alarm. "Mikey?!"
He didn't respond, diving into the bathroom and shortly followed by the sound of violent regurgitation.
Donnie jumped to his feet, following him and crouching beside him. Tears rolled down Mikey's cheeks as he watched his lunch come up into the toilet bowl helplessly.
After a while he stopped, sitting back on his heels. Donnie wrapped a comforting arm around his baby brother's shoulders. "You feeling better?"
Mikey nodded softly, leaning against his older brother. "I feel like crud."
"You probably will for a while." He rubbed Mikey's shoulder softly.
"My mouth tastes weird," he murmured.
Donnie nodded. "I had a feeling. Come on." He slowly helped Mikey to his feet. They walked into the kitchen and Donnie helped Mikey rinse his mouth out. Mikey clung to Donnie as Donnie guided him back to his room.
Mikey crawled into his bed and curled into a ball, shivering. Donnie pulled the covers up over Mikey's shoulders.
"If you need me, just holler, okay?"
Mikey nodded and Donnie flipped out the lights, watching Mikey close his eyes and drift off into a fever-induced rest.
Donnie joined his older brothers in cleaning up the spilled pizza. Leo looked up worriedly and Donnie just shook his head, a silent conversation between the mutants.
Raph sat back down, resuming the TV. Donnie left then, retreating to his lab. He sat in his chair, watching Timothy float in his canister. Even with the TV going, it still seemed eerily quiet, without Mikey making annoying comments or laughing at something in the show.
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Doctor Donnie
FanfictionWhen Mikey falls terribly sick, it's up to Donnie to fix him. Will they manage to figure out the cause and find the cure before it's too late?
