Tmnt: poor Mikey

Mikey

Michelangelo started to wake up and he had oxygen mask covering his nose and mouth, a cold washcloth, an i.v tube in is arm, and he had like 50 blankets on his bed which was 30 on the bottom of him and 20 blankets on top of him.

Raphael: guys Mikey's awake.

Michelangelo: Raph what's happening.

Raphael: i walked into you room and you looked as pale as a ghost, you where sweating like you just ran a long marathon, and the thing i was mostly worried about was you were barely breathing.

Michelangelo: oh no

Raphael: yeah, so i called Donnie and he hooked you up to an oxygen mask and I.V tube, told me to get a cold washcloth to put on your forehead, and told us that you have a terrible and i mean horrible case of the flu.

Leo: hey Mikey you're looking much better.

Donnie: that is true you look less pale than last night.