Disclaimer: Read chapter 1. P
Takes place when turtles are 5.
"...." Talk
'....' thoughts
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In the next few days that followed, Leo kept getting worse and worse. He would throw up multiple times, before coughing up blood, before just lying on the ground completely worn out.
Splinter knew that he should take Leo to the hospital. But how do you explain that your son is a mutant turtle and that you are a mutant rat without being thrown in a lab for observatory?
So Splinter stuck to getting advice from doctors and pharmacists and various books.
But they did not help Leo. He just kept getting worse.
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Mikey curiously looked into Leo's room. Splinter wasn't home, so Don was taking care of them, but Don didn't have any clue how to do that, so they found themselves missing Leo.
Mikey quietly tiptoed into the room, but tripped over his feet in an attempt to be quiet. There was a thud and Mikey whimpered as he landed hard on his leg.
"Mikey?" A faint whisper came from the bed.
Mikey jumped up and ran to the bed, grinning. "Leo!!!" He cried, gleefully, jumping to a halt in front of the bed. Then his happiness turned to horror.
Leo saddened to see his brother turn from being cheerful to being horrified. He smiled gently at his little brother, before trying to raise his hand to comfort him. But his arm was too heavy and it fell back down onto the bed. Leo closed his eyes before opening them again.
Mikey was standing in front of him with tears trickling down his face. Leo felt so sorry for him right then. He wanted to comfort him, tell him it'll all be okay, but Leo was too weak.
"Mikey..." He whispered, before beginning to cough again. Leo quickly turned away, not wanting his little brother to see the blood.
But Mikey jumped onto the bed and grabbed his shoulder before recoiling in horror.
"MIKEY!!!!" Leo knew that Donny was there. Sure enough, Donny rushed in and grabbed Mikey.
"Oh god..." He whispered as he saw blood trickle down Leo's chin. Don shook his head and grabbed Mikey, who was still staring completely horrified at the blood.
"Mikey! Come on!!!"
Mikey looked at Don before allowing himself to be dragged out of Leo's room. Leo watched them go before falling into a feverish sleep.
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Donny dragged Mikey into the living room, where Raph was watching a martial arts film. Raph looked up when they came in before asking what was wrong with Mikey.
Mikey just blinked before tears beginning to trickle down his face. The tears began to fall faster until Mikey was bawling.
Raph jumped up, completely forgetting the movie. "Don??" He questioned, looking worriedly at Mikey.
Donny sighed hugging his youngest brother. "Mikey went into Leo's room—"
He was cut off by Mikey, who in between sobs asked, "Is...sob...Leo...sob...gonna die???"
Raph shook his head. "Nuh uh! Ya know Mikey! Leo's the strongest one of us!!! He ain't gonna die on us!!"
Mikey just shook his head and kept bawling. "I saw Leo and he was so pale and he couldn't move and he coughed up blood and and and...--" Mikey blubbered in between sobs.
Donny felt tears trickle down his face before hugging his little brother closer. "Leo's not gonna die, Mikey." He said, willing himself to believe it.
Mikey stopped sobbing, and looked up at him, wide-eyed. "Really?"
Raph nodded. "Yeah."
Mikey smiled. "Yay!" He paused. "When?"
Donny sighed and wiped away a few tears on his face. "I don't know Mikey."
Mikey bit his lip. "But it's Christmas soon!" He said before scrunching up his face in deep thought. "It's in...in..."
"Five days." Raph snapped.
Mikey stuck out his tongue. "I know that!!!"
"Did not."
"Did too."
"Did not!"
"Did too did too did too!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Did not did not did not!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Donny sighed as he watched his two younger brothers argue. It was sure hell better than to watch them cry.
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Splinter frowned. Leo wasn't eating. No matter what he said to him, Leo would not listen and instead just stare at him with glazed eyes.
Sometimes Splinter felt that Leo was too ill to really be listening to him.
His temperature kept rising, until Splinter had put him in a tub full of ice. That cooled his temperature, but after a few hours, it went back up again.
Leo had also become delirious at the same time. He would run to the bathroom, but on the way back, wouldn't be able to find his way to his room. One time he ended up wandering outside in the sewers convinced that he was nearing home, when in fact he was walking away from home.
He would also wake up at night and not know where he was. Sometimes he even forgot who he was.
Splinter tried everything to get his temperature down. But when the temperature did go down, Leo began to turn blue with cold and shiver and his breathing became labored and heavy. Sometimes, he would choke, being too weak to cough. But Splinter had managed so far.
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Five days passed with Leo being better at one time and at the other time being worse. Sometimes he'd be shivering and delirious with his skin blue and breathing labored, other times he'd have a high temperature and experiencing pain in his head and chest. And all the other times he'd be throwing up and/or coughing up blood.
Mikey and the others had kept out of Splinter's way but sometimes looked in on Leo. But each time they did, they saw their brother lying on his bed, pale and still, the only sign of life being that he would be breathing.
Donny had come up with the idea that they should make a Christmas present for Leo. They debated on what they should make, before finally deciding to make him a sword strap.
A few months ago, the one Leo had been using for a few years now, snapped and was now unrepairable. Leo had needed one for months now.
They had worked on it, all of them. Raph had found the cloth they were using, Donny designed it and all three of them sewed it. (Well, Donny mostly, since Mikey was more interested in making his all pretty, and Raph kept sticking the needle into his finger). Finally, after three days of struggling with the sewing, they were all done.
Raph stood back to view their work. Finally he huffed. "Leo was always the one who did the sewing. Man! How can he do it so pretty and well...look at ours!"
Donny and Mikey both looked and saw what Raph meant. Leo's stitching was always very small and neat, while theirs was all bit and everywhere. But it held...
Splinter had helped them, and then had congratulated them in their good job.
Mikey grinned. "Do ya think Leo will like it?"
Raph nodded. "I hope so. Tomorrow's Christmas!"
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