Hey. It's been two weeks, for yet another short chapter, but it's a update. Here you go.
I DON'T OWN THE TURTLES!
Mikey hadn't had a set back, like Don had thought would happen. He hadn't moved toward recovery, like Raph and Leo had hoped. He cooked, he talked, he played his video games. He seemed like the normal Mikey, but quiet and more clingy.
Don, on the other hand, seemed to have stepped back. He had seemed to have gone back to normal once he got home, acting like nothing happened. But it seemed like Don was getting worse. He seemed nervous all the time, and he wasn't talking as much, or fixing things as often. He would just sit, staring into the distance.
Leo guessed that it had to do with Mikey's improvement. Leo believed, and was trying to get Raph to believe, that Don had held it together because Mikey had been so dependent on him. Don stated strong for Mikey.
If Leo was right, then Don was going to get even worse tonight. Mikey was trying something new.
He was going to sleep in his own room.
Mikey was trying to get better, he really was, and he thought the next step was sleeping in his own bed, away from Don. None of his brothers where OK with him sleeping alone, so Raph was going to sleep in Mikey's room with him, while Leo spent the night with Don (who insisted he didn't need to be turtle-sat).
"Are you sure you want to do this, Mike?" Don asked, "You don't have to this tonight."
"I want to," he responded. "Well, I'll be right there with ya," Raph told him, comforting both his little brothers.
"And I'll keep an eye on you, Don," Leo assured them.
The brothers said good night and went into the two younger brothers room.
-THE NEXT MORNING-
Leo and Don slowly made there way down the stairs. They hadn't slept well the night before. For the first time since coming home, Don's sleep had been plagued with nightmares. Leo had to wake him up every hour or so because of how bad they got.
As they entered the kitchen, they smelled Mikey's homemade pancakes. Him and Raph where sitting at the table eating and talking quietly. When they saw that their brothers where up, they said a good morning and started talking louder. Mikey fixed a plate for his older brothers and sat down at the table again.
After breakfast, Don and Mikey went into the lab, Mikey with his Gamedude in hand. Raph and Leo began talking about the night before.
"Don hardly slept last night," Leo told the red masked turtle. "He kept waking up from nightmares."
"Go figure," Raph grunted, "Mikey slept the whole night through."
"Do you believe me now, Raph?" Leo asked. "Don was being strong for Mikey. But now that Mikey is getting better-"
"Brainiac doesn't have to be strong anymore," Raph interrupted. "Ha got me on this one, Fearless. But the question is: how do we help Donnie?"
"The answer's the same as when we first found them," Leo answered grimly, "I have no idea."
Mikey improvement, Donnie whimp, and protective older brothers.
Im still accepting ideas until the next chapter is up, then it's really just wrapping it up.
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