Tmnt Mother Scenarios: Book 1

When Vivian Gets Sick

the turtles are 11 and a half
Vivian is 4 and a half

It's been a very long time since you or your sons have been sick, however...Vivian hasn't been ill yet. Oh boy.

You wake up to whimpering from Vivian's room and immediately hurry in.

Poor thing, she's lying in bed clutching her tiny tummy in her fuzzy little hands.

"Mummy!" She says weakly, as she looks up at you with the most pitiful look on her face.

You quickly get the thermometer from the bathroom and return to her side.

"What's the matter baby?" You ask soothingly as you gently brush the sweaty fur out of her eyes.

"I don't feel good mummy!" She wails at you. You sigh and pick her up and take her to Donnie's lab.

He's already up and is currently mixing chemicals of some kind and observing them with curiosity.

"Morning mum, morning Vi-what's wrong Vivi, you don't look so good little sis." Donnie says.

"I think she's ill, I was hoping you could examine her and see if it's possible she has the flu." You explain.

Donnie nods and gently puts a whimpering Vuvian on the table. "It's ok Vivian, I'm just going to give you a little check up."

Donnie checks her throat. It looks fine. So do her nose and eyes. Her stomach is hurting her though and she feels warm.

"She's got a case of the flu mum, but with some rest I think she'll be ok!" Donnie assures you.

She nods sadly. "I feel yucky mummy, why do I feel so bad?" She says with teary eyes.

"Your a little bit sick today sweetie, but if you get some rest you will feel better." You say.

She nods. "I'm tired mummy, and I don't feel good!" She replies. You pick her up and put her in her bed.

"I'll stay here and look after her mum, I want to take her temperature." He offers.

You nod. "That's fine, I'm going to let the boys and Splinter know that she's sick."

"Feel better Vi." Donnie whispers to the now sleeping Vivian. "Get well soon baby." You mumble.

You go to the living room where Splinter and the boy's are. "Good morning (Y/N), where are Vivian and Donatello?"

"She's ill so she's asleep right now, poor darling has the flu, Donnie's looking after her." You tell them.

Splinter sighs. "Don't worry about it too much, the boys were sick when they were around her age." He reminds you.

You feel a bit more relaxed now. It's true, your sons were 3 when they got sick for the first time.

"Poor Vivian!" Leo says sympathetically.

"It's no fun being sick!" Raph adds.

"Aw, poor little sis!" Mikey murmurs.

"I know, but you boys were sick when you were a little younger than Vivian." You say.

"We were?" Raph asks as he raises an eyebrow. "I don't believe it!"

"Yes, you were sick once when you were only 3 and you sure kept your mother and I busy!" Splinter replies.

"Mum, can we please go see Vi?" Leo asks. "We really what to help her feel better."

You think a moment. "Alright, just don't be too loud because she might be sleeping."

You all walk to Vivian's room where Donnie is taking her temperature.