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Takes place when turtles are 5.
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Leo sighed. He was currently making some soup for his brothers. Splinter was currently out looking for more food, for they had used most of it up while Splinter had stayed home to care for the three younger turtles.
Leo stretched his arms. For some reason his muscles hurt. Leo shrugged. It was nothing serious, but it still was a bit weird.
He still hadn't told Splinter about coughing up blood. True, it was only a little bit of blood, but it still was blood nonetheless. Splinter had enough to worry about already. Leo had decided. He doesn't need to worry about a me coughing up a little bit of blood.
Sighing, he stirred the soup. He still didn't know what to do about his pillow. It had a few drops of blood on it and no matter how hard he tried to wash it, there still was a faint outline of blood on it.
At that point, Leo heard the Lair door open. 'Splinter's home!' He thought before running to greet him.
True enough, Splinter was taking off his coat. He smiled when he saw Leo. "Hello, my son."
Leo bowed before taking the bag that Splinter brought home.
"Are the others still asleep?" Splinter asked. Leo nodded, before trotting back to the kitchen to put away the stuff.
Splinter sighed as he watched his eldest son disappear into the kitchen. Although Leonardo had said nothing, Splinter had a bad feeling that he wasn't as well as he seemed. Splinter sighed. He would have to keep a close eye on him. But for now, there were three turtles he had to check up on.
Leo bit back a groan as he put away the food. His head was pounding and his muscles still hurt. Leo shook his head and went back to stirring the soup. 'Nothing is wrong with me!' He thought to himself.
He had remembered something from what Splinter had told him long ago: "He who believes himself to be ill, will become ill."
And Leo could not afford to become ill.
Sadly, the will of one cannot always prevent what Fate has already planned.
Dang. What a short chapter...Oh well.
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