Hey Guys! I've had a LONG day! I'm just taking a little time off. But, I decided to write this because I wanted to and someone requested this. Enjoy!

Plot: Mikey gets the case of the flu.

It was a normal day for the turtles. They just got off patrol and were lounging around. Donnie was in his lab as usual, making adjustments to Metalhead's A.I. Raph and Casey were playing a game of pinball, April was reading a magazine while listening to music, Jewel was at a photoshoot, and Leo was training in the dojo with Splinter. And Mikey was-

Wait, where was Mikey?

Nobody saw much of him after patrol. He politely excused himself during dinner, quickly rushing to his bedroom.

Just then, Jewel had returned from her photoshoot, exhausted. April looked up from her magazine, "Hey, Jewel!" she greeted, smiling. Jewel gave a half hearted wave.

"How was the photoshoot?" she asked.

"Pretty good, I guess. Although, they wanted me to hold this stupid cat." she growled before smirking, "But after a few complaints, bot mine and the cat's, I got to hold this adorable golden retriever. He was absolutely adorable, Apes, three weeks old." she cooed.

"That's cool! And I love your outfit." she replied, going back to her magazine.

Jewel nodded in thanks, she was wearing a red, A-line dress with straps that look like red ribbons, the skirt was sparkly, and the top had diamonds. She was also wearing eight inched red heels. Her hair was naturally straight and middle parted.

"I'm gonna go wash up and take a nap." she announced, pointing to the hallway.

Just then, Michelangelo had come out of his bedroom, walking slowly. He was paler than usual, looking a bit greener than usual, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was tired, and he kept licking his lips. Jewel raised an eyebrow at the way he was walking, like a zombie.

"You okay, Mikes?" she asks, he voice lacing with concern.

"I'm..." he trails off, going abruptly pale, licking his upper lip.

"I'm, uh..." he tries to say, going an even stranger color. Jewel's face was screaming with genuine concern, she outstretched her arms a bit.

"I'm-I'm-" he struggles again, swallowing thickly, trying to keep his composure.

He sends Jewel an apologetic look, before saying,"I'm not feeling too good."

He then vomits all over Jewel's lap.

Everyone rushes to Mikey's side as he continuously proceeds to vomit violently all over Jewel's lap.

"Mikey!"

"Michelangelo!"

"Are you okay?!"

Mikey held on to Jewel's waist, shivering and muttering barely audible apologies. Jewel patted his head and rubbed his back tenderly.

Donnie came to their side and lightly lifted Mikey upright. He looked down to the vomit and had to look away. There were big, giant chunks on the skirt of Jewel's skirt, dripping down to her legs. Splinter landed a hand on her shoulder, and Donnie sent her an apologetic look. She shrugged, smiling lightly.

"I'm gonna settle Mikey to his room while Donnie analyzes him. You go get cleaned up." Leo says, putting a hand on her shoulder and lifted Mikey up in bridal style.

Mikey laid down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He felt awful, bot physically and emotionally. His head hurt, his stomach still felt a little uneasy, and he was dead tired. He felt horrible for vomiting all over Jewel. He wanted to run to the bathroom but he couldn't hold it in any longer.

His door opened, an Leonardo came in with a bowl of soup in his hand. He smiled warmly at him, "Hey buddy. How ya feeling?" he asked, setting the bowl on his drawer, sitting on the stool next to him.

"Not awesome, but my throat doesn't hurt anymore and my head hurts a little now." he answered.

Leo nodded, landing his hand on his forehead, "Your fever's going down, which means the pills Don gave you are working. How long have you been sick?"

Mikey pursed his lips together and hummed in thought, "Not long, really. I had headaches for a few days, but I started to feel worse after patrol. I stayed in my room to lie down, but I went to get some water and..." he trailed off, guilt swimming in his eyes. Leo smiled knowingly.

"She's not mad at you, you know." he said, lightly chuckling. Mikey's eyes widened, "I know... but I still feel bad for ruining her dress." he whispered, tucking into his blankets more.

Leo simply nodded. Just then, a knock was heard, and Jewel peeked her head in, "Everything all right?" she asked.

Leo blushed and smiled at her, "Yeah." he whispered.

"Can I, umm, talk to Mikey?" she shyly asked, which made Leo chuckle.

"Sure." he answered, patting Mikey's head before saying, "Get well soon, little brother."

As the door shut behind them, Jewel shifted her feet a bit, looking down.

Mikey studied her appearance, she had a light blue sporty tank top, black yoga capri pants with a blue line at the side, and white ankle socks, her hair was combed back to a half up do.

"Are you mad?" he asks, his throat still a little sore.

Jewel sharply looked up, lookng at him like he has lost his mind. She shook her head, "No. I'm not mad at you, Mikey." she answers, sitting on the stool beside him.

"But I ruined your dress." he says in a small voice.

"It's just a dress. It'll wash out, it wasn't even that much anyway." she said, smiling warmly at Mikey.

"Can you please hand me soup? I'm starving!" he said, making her chuckle.

"Of course." she said before handing him the soup and helping him sit up.

He slowly ate the contents of his soup, carefully blowing out the smoke.

"I'm glad you're not mad." he mumbles.

"Me too. I gotta meet up with the guys for patrol. Get well soon, okay?" she asks.

"'Kay." he sets his bowl down, an snuggles into his bed.

"Love ya, sis." he mutters, eyes closed and sighing contently.

"You too, bro." she whispers, kissing his head before silently closing the door.

Mikey sighed contently, snugging even deeper into his bed and knowing he'll get better soon and that Jewel's dress isn't ruined and knowing that she isn't angry with him and that his brothers and father are there for him.

All went right in his world.