A/N: Sorry! My outline for this story (and all my others) are on my iPod. My little cousin was on it and deleted all my notes. I was able to remember my other outlines, but my one for this story was very specific. Because of that cousin, this story will be shorter. Sorry.

If you want something in the story to happen, tell me. If I can work it in, I'll do it.

I DON'T OWN THE TURTLES!

After breakfast, Don went into his lad with Mikey following behind. Leo and Raph decided to spar. Just as they started to break a sweat, Master Splinter came out if his room. "My sons, please come to me," he called.

Raph and Leo instantly stopped sparring and kneeled before their father. Soon enough, Mikey and Don had exited the lab and joined their brothers. "Months ago, I had made plans to go a visit the Ancient One in Japan," Master Splinter told his sons. "I asked you before me now for your opinions. May I go and see my old friend, or should I remain here?"

Raph and Leo half expected Mikey to crack a joke about their dad asking them permission to do something. They half expected Don to start listing off injuries that were healed, and reasons why their master should go. But both turtles started silent, staring at each other.

Raph and Leo shared a quick look with each other before looking at Master Splinter. "Are you sure that's a good idea, Master Splinter?" Leo questioned "Considering... recent events."

The old rat nodded at the oldest turtle. "I see your point, Leonardo," Master Splinter agreed. "That's why I'm asking you if you believe it would be wise fir me to make this journey."

Leo and Raph shared another look before looking at their younger brothers. Don was whispering to Mikey rapidly. Mikey still wasn't talking, but was nodding and shaking his head every few words, as well as making some strange hand gestures. Raph and Leo look at each other once more before turning their eyes to their master once again.

"I don't think it's the best..." Raph began to speak his worries about their father leaving when he was cut off.

By Mikey.

"You should go."

Everyone stared at Mikey. No one, not even Don, had expected Mikey to speak. The voice had been quiet, weak because it hadn't been used in weeks. His brothers were very happy that he was improving so well now. It was two improvements within an hour of each other.

After a long moment, in which Mikey began looking more and more uncomfortable, Master Splinter finally broke the silence. "Then I will pack my bags and prepare for the long journey." The old rat then went back into his room.

The four brothers stared at the door for a minute before Mikey seemed to collapse. Instantly, all three of his brothers were at his side, comforting him.

"You did good, Mikey."

"Your one strong chucklehead."

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

And Mikey, for the first time since his rescue, began to believe that everything really would be OK.

And there is chapter...something. Not exactly sure what chapter I'm on. Sorry to all you Master Splinter fans, but I'm not comfortable with writing his character. And sorry it was so short.

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