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#5 Another Mikeyyy. He's so fucking cute. Poor Leo and Donnie, they're not getting requested and I don't have any ideas for them😪

Request: @AmyMayKit

Word count: 1632

Universe: 2012

Age: 19

Status: Friends with crushes

Note/Warning: this is my attempt of trying to do a fluffy chapter.
I'm gonna fail. Bt dubs Mikey is the one that saves you. Ik I don't indicate it well but just telling you in advance.

Ps. The colour indicators were something I saw for mental health at a mall where you tie a coloured ribbon on this thing and every one who ties a ribbon, a dollar gets sent to mental health care. Each colour had a meaning, and I memorized them and decided why not put it in the chapter. I was so giddy when I found out the colours matched the turtles personality.

I was terrified.

I got cornered in the alleyway, backing up from the big green mutant turtle. I was shaking, thought it was a dream. Sweat fell faster and faster off my hands. I was trembling. I felt like my heart would beat out of me. It pounded heavily at the sight. I gulped and couldn't find something to say.
I wanted to cry. I was extremely uncomfortable, crying was the basic solution. I coughed a bit, to try to clear up the big lump in my throat that ached me to cry.
"I said thank you. W-what do you w-want?" I managed to chock out. It was a miracle of how I actually spoke.

"There's a big gash on your arm, and I'm trying to see if it's that bad," he said genuinely. I became less terrified and looked at my arm. It was in fact bleeding terribly. The sight of blood made me slightly uneasy. My head felt lighter, I couldn't process of what was happening around me. My stomach churned - I felt the dinner I had rising up to my throat. I covered my mouth, but nevertheless still puked out my dinner. That made me feel lighter than before, I felt nauseous and a bit woozy.
I remembered falling and the turtle mutant catching me before I can hit the ground, but nothing else.
I blanked out faster than I could ever blink. The darkness consumed my consciousness like it was food. Making me faint.

I woke up in a lab. I looked around me and see bottles and chemicals. It stunk a bit and hugged myself. I felt scared, out of place.
The doors unexpectedly become wide open. The mutant turtle came in, and another one. 'There's more of them?' I thought. One terrified me enough, but two? I was going to shit my pants. If I saw another one-

"Hey Don. Did you get any signs of the foot?" Another turtle walked in. I was going to cry out of fear. I kept it all in scared of what they were going to do if I did to do so.
"I'm so bored down here. I just wanna kick some foot's bu-" he looked at me. A frown plastered on his face, looking at the tall one with the purple bandana across his eyes. That was the only difference between them all. All had a different, unique colour.
The one that came in had a red bandana, he talked about wanting to kick some ass, and he had a wider muscles than the rest.
Red stood for strength.
"Uh, Donnie? Your patient is awake," he pointed at me.
One of my legs felt uneven from the other, I looked at the leg and saw my arm patched up. I didn't even realize.
They helped me?

"Oh!" The purple one rushed towards me. He looked at my arm and checked the monitor beside it.
"There we go," he smiled proudly; he had a gap in his teeth. I looked around and saw the chemicals again. I noticed the inventions around. He most likely made them all.
Purple stood for creativity.
"How ya feeling?" He asked me. I gave him a thumbs up with my good hand, indicating I was just fine. Whatever he did was a good job to make me feel better.
"That's good. Here's some water." I grabbed the cup full of the hydrating liquid, and gulped it all down at once. I didn't realize how parched I was until I had the water in my hand.