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Turtle's lair, 8:00

"Mikey, that was."
"A long time coming. So don't tell me not to get mad."
"I was going to say, inspired."
Mikey looked up at his older brother in surprise, them a bright smile flashed across his features. "Thanks!"

Donnie smiled his gentle smile back. "No problem."

Mikey's smile faded a bit, as he went back to gathering gear to bandage Donnie up.

"I'm okay. I should just go to bed." Donnie said after a bit, as he started to move to get up.
"Sit." Mikey glanced at him with a glare. "You are always telling us to wait till your exams are over when you're treating us. Set a good example."
"Shove that good example up your shell," Donnie grumbled, settling back with his arms crossed.

"Man, Doctors really do make terrible patients!"
"Where did you hear that?"
Somewhere online."

"Why am I not surprised."

"Don't know, why aren't you?"
Donnie grunted an answer and closed his eyes wearily. He fell silent, causing Mikey to glance at him worriedly. "Yo, Bro. Ya okay?"

"Good enough."
"Head must be a killer. Did you black out or something?"
"Well, no…..I don't remember that part too good, actually."

Mikey frowned even more. "That's not, like, normal. Is it? Or is it a bad sign?"

"In this case?" Donnie said, looking reluctant. "A little of both."

"Okay, no prob then." Mikey grinned, walking over with a small flashlight. "Now, let's peer into those little brown eyes of yours!"

"I'm going to shine it somewhere."
"Touchy, touchy."
Mikey flashed the light in each eye, causing Donnie to finch at the brightness. Something Mikey couldn't have missed.

"How are ya feeling?"
"Like I had a run-in with the foot?"

Mikey frowned at him in annoyance. "Come on, you know what I mean! Anything fun to practice my mad med skills on? Blurred vision? Ringing? Dizziness?"
"Annoyance?"
"Man, your head must hurt like shell! Or you wouldn't be trying to hide it by pulling a Raph on me, man!"
"Let me say it very carefully, Mikey. I'm. Fine."

"Fine, sure. Whatever you say." Mikey shrugged, as he turned back to the desk, with an air of indifference. Don's eye ridge rose in surprise. "you're not going to keep hounding me?"
"Nah, I figure you're the doc, doc."Mikey shrugged again, with a careless grin. "But I do want to bandage up a few cuts that are pretty gnarly. And, oh. Pain meds."
He bustled about, before putting a half-filled glass and some pills on the nearby table. "Here, take em while I get the rubbing alcohol."

Don sighed with mingled relief at being let off the hook, and annoyance at the randomness of his brother's request. Turning his attention to the glass, he frowned suddenly then glance at his brother in dawning suspicion.

Mikey met his gaze with an expression of pure innocence. "What? You won't feel any better till you take your meds like a good boy."

Donnie turned his attention back to the glass, or should he say glasses? There was clearly two there now. Maybe three. Either Mikey was pulling a prank, or...hesitantly, he reached over to grab one and ended up clutching only air.
"So...that is a hard yes on the doubled vision," Mikey observed.

"Didn't notice that. Not before." Donnie frowned. "Are you pranking me?"
"Who me? How dare you suggest such an idea, oh brother of mine?"
Donnie's only response was a growl, and a raised eye ridge. Mikey sighed and settled down on a chair right in front of him. "Besides, even I have things I won't prank about. Dude, really. You should know that. You got a concussion, and you know it."
Donnie sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat, and nodded slightly.

"So...wake ya every hour or so to keep ya from croaking or slipping into a coma or something like that?"
"Yeah, something like that."
Mikey ignored the sarcasm. "Well, I bet that aspirin would help a lot. Then I'll bandage ya up, and you go to bed like a good little turtle, and We will explain everything to splinter."
"What about practice?"
Mikey looked at him strangely. "Sunday, bro."
"It is?!"

"You are way loopy right now, ya know that?"
"Want me to make you loopy?"

"Yeah, year. Keep being Raphie junior on me, and I'll get Leo on ya. Ya know that he's going to make sure you're in bed, right? So why fight it and just go to bed? If you want, I'll get some broth or tea for ya first, though. Cool?"

Donnie continued to stare at the floor.

"Dude, ignoring me won't help you stay up longer. Believe me, I should know Sides, I need to know if I got to wake your sorry self up every hour or not."
Getting no more response than he did before, Mikey cocked his head to the side and watched Donnie for a second with a growing expression of worry on his face. Then he quickly snapped his fingers an inch or so in front of his older, zoning out brother. When that got no response, he reached out and, grabbing Donnie by the shoulders, shook him hard.

Donnie blinked, and his eyes cleared as he focused on Mikey. "What?"
"Whoa! You had seriously zoned out on me just now!"

"I...I did?"
"Totally! I was freaked."

"Strange."
"Nah, you're wiped out, and you are concussed so I bet it's totally normal."
"Are you sure about that concussion theory?"
"Well, you're totally pulling a hulk on me. And you got double vision for sure, and one pupil is totally bigger than the other, and I kind of remember that being a sign. So yeah."
"So yeah.." Donnie sighed, "Concussion. Lovely. Leo will kill me."
"Nah, So do I wake ya every hour or what?"
"And I better sleep in the infirmary." Donnie nodded, as he half-heartedly stifled a yawn.

"Kay cool. Let me get you some juice." Mikey said, bouncing up and putting the aspirin in Donnie's hand, and the class of water in the other. "I think it'll help. Totally! And then you sleepy-sleepy!"

But fast as he was, Mikey found Donnie already asleep by the time he got back with a juice and a small thing of jello. He grinned, as he watched the turtle sleeping. Then shrugged and put the cup and glass on the small table. Then, covering his patient up snugly, he went to set the alarm on his phone before crawling into the other cot.

He felt totally surreal about being the caregiver for once, instead of being the patient. It was very weird but in an odd way, very good at the same time. All but his brother getting hurt part, of course.