Thanks to all the favorites, follows and reviews, you are all some cool dudes! I wasn't sure if I dared writing this, but I did :P
Now, I didn't no whether they could get a fewer or not, but in my universe they can.
I don't own TMNT, if I did, then... I wouldn't be writing this...
"Now sit still, and try not to gag."
"Why should I-Ung!"
Donnie stuck a cotton swab down Leos throat. He needed a saliva sample from each of his brothers for research.
"Great, got it."
"How many times haven't I told you, I'm not sick!"
"You might be feeling fine right now, but you never know, maybe you'll suddenly get an outbreak, then you would like to have a cure, right? But for that I'll need samples of your saliva. Mikey, your turn."
"ah-ah, no way that thing's gonna go down this throat!" The orange masked turtle stated while sassily waving his finger.
"Come on guys, could you at least try to cooperate with me?"
"But what if my throat don't like getting suffocating in cotton? You ever thought about that?"
"Mikey, stop being so difficult, you aren't gonna swallow it, just open up!"
"Fine, but just be careful."
Donnie took a new cotton swap, and placed it inside Mikeys mouth. He moved it around a bit, then let it down his throat a little further,
but stopped immediately when he started making gagging sounds.
"Oh sorry! You okay?"
"Yeah-ugh-fine. "
Donnie then moved on to Raph, who opened his mouth without any fuss.
Yet again Donnie went too far, and almost choked him with it.
"I think you need some practice with that thing." Leo grinned.
"Hey, I got it didn't I? Now let's move on to the next sample: Blood." Don picked up a sharp syringe.
"Don't worry it won't hurt. At least not for me."
"I'm starting to think you're enjoying this." Raph said worried.
"Aww, little Raph afraid of a needle?"
"No Leo, shut up!"
"Well I'm not! D, do what you must!" Mikey stretched out his arm, waiting for Don to prick him with the sharp needle.
He could feel the cold steel touch his skin, and blood slowly leaved the arm and into the syringe.
"Augh, it looks painful, doesn't it Raph?"
"I'm not afraid of blood, I've seen blood before!"
"Yeah it isn't the blood but the needle, right."
"Now Leo, it's your turn."
"Sure." He let out his arm, not even cringing as the sharp end slowly cut through the skin.
Leo looked at Raph while more blood got sucked up, making the cool one look away, as he suddenly felt dizzy again.
Come on, you can do it, it's not dangerous, it's just sharp and pointy, you've tried far worse, man up! The red masked turtle mentally yelled at himself.
"Now's your turn, give me your arm." Don, as tall as he was, stood beside him with the syringe in hand.
"R-right, just get it over with." He tried to sound tuff, as it was nothing, but on the inside, he felt like a little scared kid.
"Now sit tight, it aren't gonna hurt... much."
"No it's fine I- Holy crud that's sharp!"
"I said sit still, it's not gonna kill yah."
"You seriously still afraid of needles Raphie?" Mikey teased.
"No, I just-AW! Get it out, get it out!"
"Don't move or I promise you'll do more harm than good."
"Just do it! Take whatever you need and get that bloodsucker as far away as possible!"
" You see that Mikey, the big scary Raph is afraid of a tiny needle!"
"And tiny bugs! You think he's scared of ladybugs too?"
"Probably! And butterflies!"
"Princess Raphaella needs his army of pigeons to scare all the bad things away!"
"Yeah, our poor little princess needs protection!"
"Shut up, both of you! I tell yeah, as soon as I get the opportunity, I'll smack both of yah!"
"Oh we're sooo scared!"
"You should be Leo!"
"Guys, stop bickering. Here, I'm done, that wasn't that bad, was it?"
"Was it Raphie?"
"Mikey I warn yah!"
"You can't hit a sick turtle!"
"Yes I can, and I will, as soon as I'm done giving your annoying big brother a Sai up his-ah!"
Raph got up too fast, which rewarded him with a bad migraine. He held his head tight, as if it would make the world stop spinning.
"I think you should stay down Raph, and Mikey, I know laughter is the best medicine for you, but making fun of someone who isn't feeling well isn't nice!" Donnie lectured.
"Sorry D. It didn't really help anyway, more like made it worse." Mikey admitted as he clutched his stomach. Donnie then helped his little brother lie down.
"Leo, you should get some rest too."
"How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not-"
He didn't manage to finish his sentence as his stomach made a loud gurgling sound, making him cringe.
"Was that you bro?" Mikey asked.
"See, I told you, but did you listen to me? No you didn't!"
"Yeah you're right, you're a genius and so on, now excuse me!"
Leo got up from the chair he had been sitting on an ran straight in the direction of the nearest toilet.
"Hey, if you're gonna go, then take this one with you!"
Don threw a clear bottle to Leo, who just about caught it. He then looked at it confused.
"What's this for?"
"It's for samples, you know, uhm... feces."
Leo looked awkward at Donnie, clearly feeling ashamed.
"No way I'm gonna do that!"
"You have to! I know it's embarrassing, but Mikey and Raph will have to do the same."
"We will?"
Leo was gonna protest, but then his stomach complained for the second time, and he had to get going.
"Fine, whatever!"
He got to the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.
Don then continued his medical examination.
"I need to know if any of you have a fever. Here, take these."
He found to thermometers and stuck them in the mouths of his brothers.
"Now, a humans normal temperature is 37o and since we're part human and not just turtles, we're able to get a fever as well."
"We know brainiac, no need for telling."
"Shh Raph, don't talk with your mouth full."
Don waited a minute, then took it out of the red masked turtles mouth and looked at it.
"37,8."
He then took out the other one.
"And 38,1."
"Is that bad?"
"No, just slight fever for your both, but it's still something. Now I'll go see if Leo's okay, call if you need me."
"We will."
Donnie was standing outside the bathroom, waiting for Leo to finish. It took some time, but at last he heard a flush, running water, and the door opened.
"Bhew, what a smell, did something die in there?"
"Haha, really funny." He answered sarcastic, his voice a bit weaker than earlier.
"I got your sample by the way." Leo gave Donnie the bottle, and both headed back to the living room.
As soon as the blue masked turtle sat down, he got a thermometer stuck into his mouth too.
"37,9 you stubborn turtle. You actually wanna be sick since you keep your health a secret?"
"No, I just didn't wanna worry you any more than you already were."
"Well stop that, lie down, and get some rest, all of you."
"But Donnie, I'm not tired!" Mikey protested.
"Well, try anyway! If you need me, I'll be in the lab..."
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