IMPORTANT!

A/N: Hey. First, I'm sorry that it's been nearly a month since I updated, but I was affected by Hurricane Sandy and ended up being at my Grandma's house (with no computer/wifi) for most of the month. But I'm back to normal updating now (I hope).

Second, over the time I couldn't update, I thought about lots of stuff. One of those stuff was fan fictions that I've read and wished had gone another way. So, if you want something specific to happen, comment or PM me and I'll try to make it happen; (but no promises). Any ideas welcome.

Now, onto the story!

I DO NOT OWN THE TURTLES!

Raph and Leo became even more protective after hearing what hap happened to them while Bhisop had them, so they decided to stay in Don's room for the night. They set up two cots and quickly fell asleep, worried thoughts about their brother going through their head.

The next morning Leo woke up first. Unwilling to leave his brothers, he decided to meditate it Don's room. After a relaxing meditation, he opened his eyes to find Mikey watching him. Leo quickly masked his surprise as he spoke to the youngest turtle, "Morning, Mike. How are you?"

Mikey smiled slightly as he sat up slowly so he didn't wake Don. He gave Leo a thumbs up to show that he was good before looking at him questioningly. Leo and Raph had grown used to Mikey's odd way of communication, so Leo knew that Mikey wanted to know how he was. He smiled and said, "I'm good. Are you hungry?" Mikey held his finger's apart slightly, letting Leo know he was a little hungry.

Leo smiled, knowing that Mikey hadn't truly been hungry for awhile, only eating because he needed to. "Do you want to go eat now, or wait for Don and Raph to wake up?" Leo asked, knowing Mikey would choose the latter.

So he was very surprised when Mikey made a move to get up. While most injuries had healed, Mikey was still weak from having hardly any food for a month, and still not being able to eat a lot. Leo got up and helped Mikey stand up. "You really want to go now, Mike?" Mikey hesitated before nodding his head slowly. Leo didn't want to seem like an overprotective brother (which he is) so he agreed with Mikey and began helping him to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, Leo made a move to help Mikey sit down in a chair so Leo could make breakfast, Mikey shook his head. He pushed himself out of Leo's grip and walked over to the fridge. He took out the carton of eggs and the package of bacon, and walked over to the stove with them. The he got a pan out of the cabinet as well as a spatula.

Leo watched Mikey prepare breakfast. He let Mikey go, ready to help if needed be. But, other then that, he stayed back. This was an improvement, and he wasn't going to do anything to stop him.

Mikey fried the bacon, scrambled the eggs, and even made tea and toast. Leo set the table while Mikey cooked in silence.

Soon enough, the food was done and the two brothers sat at the kitchen ate in silence; Leo surprised by Mikey's improvement and Mikey just being who he was recently.

Panicked footsteps were heard stomping around the lair before Raph was standing in the kitchen, breathing slightly heavy. He gave a sigh of relief when he saw his brothers sitting at the table. "Mornin' guys," he greater them, "What's up?"

Leo saw that Raph really ment what was going on, so he shrugged while a smile graced his lips.. "We were up and Mikey wanted to get some breakfast," Leo answered, "I helped him here, and I'm sure you can figure it out from there."

Raph smirked, happy for his brother. Suddenly, he realized that Don was all alone in his room and turned around, quickly bolting to the genus turtle.

Don was just waking up when Raph entered the room. He walked over to the bed and waited till Don was actually awake before saying good morning.

"Morning, Raph," Don replied, "Where are the others?"

Raph smiled at Don gently, "Their in the kitchen. Want to join them?"

Don nodded his head and stood up. Not only was Don's mental condition better then Mikey's, but his physical condition was better as well. He easily walked to the kitchen side by side with Raph. The turtles took their place at the table and ate breakfast as a family. Master Splinter hadn't come out of his room yet, so they decided to clean up and leave some food for their father.

As Raph and Don were cleaning the dishes, Don complemented Keo on his cooking skills. Leo and Mikey shared a smirk before Leo spoke. "Actually, Donnie, Mikey made breakfast."

The middle brothers stopped what they were doing instently, and starred at Mikey in shock for a moment. Mikey skurmed in discomfort soon after the stares had started, not likening being the center of attention for something so normal. Don, as if noticing his baby brother's (which he probably had) smiled at him. "Sorry, Mikey," Don apologized, "I should have know it was your food. Leo could never cook anything so good."

Mikey smiled as Leo gave a shot of protest. "I can to make something that tastes good," he told the family genus.

Raph laughed, "No, you can't, Leo," he agreed with is younger brother. "That's why I've been doing all the cooking."

The younger turtles laughed at Leo's expense, with Leo joining in with their laughter soon after.

It wasn't a big step on the road to recovery on Mikey's part, but it was a start. And that's all his brothers could ask for.

Shorter then normal (I think), but I liked the fluffy ending line. Remember; Review, tell me if you want something to happen, and not all people from Maine are lobstermen.