Disclaimer: Still don't own.

As Mikey looked at his new reflection he couldn't help but smile. 2 weeks had passed. Yet he still couldn't believe that this was him now. Recently he had gone up to the surface to find some things to help him in combat. When he mutated his elbow pads and knee pads had grown to small for him. As everything else as well.

So up on the surface they were lucky enough to find a old set of hand wraps that just fit the giant turtle. Mike also found a elbow pad in the dumpster on the way out of a broken down dojo. But only one.

As day turned to night on the third week, Michelangelo found some disadvantages to his newly formed body. For instance it wasn't uncommon when the said turtle would start to shiver uncontrollably. Donnie suggested that the mutation messed up his thermal genes. Whatever that meant. Either way he now had to wear a hoodie around his waist until Don could fix him.

It even came to a point were he had to go up topside to find something for his freezing legs. And Raph didn't help the fact that he could barely fit through the manhole cover now. His enormous shell would slightly scrape the concrete as he would make his way up to New York's busy life. With his hotheaded brother laughing at him the whole way.

Mike was at least glad to have a friend like April to count on. When she heard about what happened, she did all she could for the family. April even found a set of size 14 pair of black converses to wear instead of the wraps like his brothers.

Speaking of his older brothers, Mikey felt like they were avoiding him. When he was sparing with one of them, played a video game, or just plain talked to them they seemed nervous! Like her was about to strike at them at any moment. Or that he was a monster that was way to powerful for his own good. Master Splinter said that they were only trying to get used to his new body. He knew different of course.

No. The orange band turtle knew his brothers were scared of him. He could see not only the fear in their eyes but also the nervousness. But he was going to fix that. He would show his brothers that no matter what form he was in, he was still their little bro.

. . .Dork.

After training Mike's plan went into action. As Leo,Raph and Donnie sat exhausted in the pit, the youngest used every skill in stealth he had. Getting a good distance away, a big smile slowly crossed his face. Raising his arm at lighting speed, three water balloons rushed to their targets.

"MIKEY!" All turtle's turned to the super mutant. But he was gone. A high pitched laugh coming from the hall to the bedrooms. Now usually Donnie would just brush it off. As would Leo. But Raph never let something like this slide. He proved this by running down the hall after the youngest turtle.

Acting as if the red masked ninja would beat the stuffing out of him, Mikey locked his door. Giggling none stop, he hid under the blanket on his bed. Suddenly a three fingered hand broke threw the wooden door. "EEEEEKKKK!" screamed the scared brother. The hand some how manged to unlock the door, and turned the handle for the rest of the body to come in. Raphael looked ready to murder.

That was if he could get his arm out of the door. He tugged and pulled. But nope. His arm was stuck tight. It didn't help that Mike was having a laugh attack. Mikey was laughing so hard that he fell out of bed, and was on the floor holding his sides, and crying out of pure joy. He tried to get up, but the more Raph struggled, the more weak his legs would become. Making him end up back of the stone floor.

Donnie and Leo ran into the room only to find a very ticked Raph and a hysterical Mikey. Sighing Leo looked at the brainy turtle a small smile. "I'll get the butter." He sighed. And with that he left the room. Only to be watched from the shadows by their rat master.

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