Dude, I Seriously Don't Feel Good
By ilovemyboys
Chapter 4: Brotherly Concerns
My heavy eyelids looked up to see his gruff expression and hands folded.
"Nothing," I mumbled, looking down again.
"Huh! Yeah right."
I sighed. "I just…don't feel that normal…" I mumbled.
I noticed a hint of alarm on his face quickly replaced by his whatever cool look.
"What's it feel like?" he asked directly.
Aw man…lay off Raph…
"Dude, I don't know…"
"Like shell you don't. Come on, what is it?"
"I uh…dizzy…nauseous sometimes…"
"Woah! You didn't say that!"
"It's not that big-"
"Hold on!" He whizzed by me toward the kitchen, and out of sight.
Soon he came back holding a glass of water, which he stuck in front of my face, and ordered, "Take it."
"Thanks bro." I grabbed hold of it. My grip a little too weak for my taste though...and gulped it down.
"Woah! Slow down!" He grabbed the cup away from me.
I looked up at him with a grin.
"Worried Raphie boy?"
"Huh! Just that you'll drown in your own mouth, that's all."
"WHAT!" Don called from the other room.
"That's impossible!"
"Haha. Another game Don?" Leo asked. "I told you I was lucky."
"Luck has nothing to do with it my friend. Only practice you'vesecretly done."
"I told you Don I haven't-"
"Surrreee…" Don and Raph spoke simultaneously. Leo frowned, crossing his arms.
"Haha," Raph chuckled, taking my cup of water and heading back to the kitchen.
"Hey Mikey!" Don called. "Wanna play next round?"
"Nooo," I wearily called out to him.
I saw Don and Leo look at each other confused. Leo hopped over the couch, as Don walked around, toward me.
As they came closer, Leo stood with his arms on his hips, looking down at me with an interrogating stare.
"You don't look so hot Mikey." He said worriedly.
"I'm fine bro," I smiled up at him.
Don looked at me skeptically.
"You sure?" Leo asked.
"Yup! Never-"Ahh! Oh not againnn….
My head feels as if a car hit it…..ohhh..…
Suddenly Don's cool hand landed on my forehead. My eyes shot open and I noticed I was holding the sides of my head.
His eyes widened. "Mikey you're running a fever."
"I'm okay Donnie…." I smiled reassuringly.
"No. You're not." He looked down at me, looking a little irritated.
"He's also felt nauseous and dizzy," Raph chimed in, walking into the room.
"What?" Leo and Don both cast concerned glances at me.
Thanks Raph…
"Guys, don't worry-"
"Leo, can you get a cold, wet cloth from the bathroom." Don ordered in doctor mode.
"On it." Leo said, running away.
"I'm not dying you know…"
Though I do feel like total crap….
"Yeah, but you're not helpin' here." Raph bluntly added.
"What does that mean?" I cast him a very non-threatening glare, due to my poor, aching head.
"It means you need to be honest with us Mikey." Don looked down at me all serious and with a frown.
"It's not a big deal-"
"You don't know that. If you have symptoms that might mean something, you need to say something." He added firmly.
"I….ugh….fine…"
Leo came back holding a wet cloth.
"Dude, seriously?"
"Yes, seriously. You're running a temperature." Don snappedas Leo handed him the cloth and he put it against my forehead.
Okaaaay…don't mess with Doctor Donnie right now. Check!