Puppet On Strings

The Labratory

Donnie's POV

Leo, Raph, and I are sitting on the couch watching Space heroes. Somehow, Leo talked us into watching the idiotic cartoon. I mean honestly, how can he watch this show 24/7? It's basically the same thing EVERY EPISODE.

"Ugh. Leo, how the shell did you talk me into watching this nonsense." Raph asked, obviously annoyed at the show.

"Come on Raph. You know you like it." Leo teased.

I just sighed and looked away. I saw Mikey who looked like he just ate 15 Pizzas. He gets extremely tired every time he eats WAY too much. I kept on looking at him as he was walking out of his room. He collapsed.

"Mikey!!!" I yelled quickly standing up and running over to my unconscious brother.

Raph and Leo looked my way, but didn't seem to have a care in the world! Well...only Raph looked like that... Leo looked barely worried. I asked for assistance and of course, Leo got up and helped me. At that point, Raph began to look a bit more worried than Leo.

"What's wrong with the doll?" Raph asked.

"Don't call Mikey that!" I replied, "That's just discourteous!"

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Raph asked again.

"It means rude shell brain." I explained

"Yea yea whatever." Raph said looking  at Leo, "YOU think he acts like a doll, right Leo? He listens to whatever we say! If we told him to...I don't know...give me a jar of his blood? He would!!

Leo just looked at Raph and nodded. I was enraged. How could my brothers think this way about our youngest brother!? Leo and I carried my...no..OUR younger brother to my Lab. We placed him down on the table and I went to see what was wrong.

"Leo..you don't really think that...Mikey's a doll...right?" I asked, not really looking forward to an answer.

"Actually..I do."

I stared at Leo. I couldn't tell if it was hatred or shock. I told him to leave and he did so. I looked back towards Mikey.

"Sorry little brother. I couldn't protect you from them.." I mumbled.

I felt tears forming but tried to keep them back. I didn't want to cry in front of my youngest brother. Even if he is unconscious, it would show weakness. I wasn't weak. I couldn't be known as weak. I shook my head, trying to clear those disgusting thoughts.

"Alright Mikey. What's wrong with you...."

I did a quick scan, but nothing popped up. 'Maybe just didn't eat enough...or maybe he didn't get enough sleep. He should be alright in a few hours...' I thought. I noticed the wound on the side of his body. I should treat it....just in case it's bad.

Raph's POV

Ok Raph. Calm yourself. Your brother will be fine. Dolls can't die. Wait.. I just called my brother a doll...wait...no..he is a doll he does whatever he's told to do. He....he'll survive. I'm right. I'm always right. Mikeys a living doll with barely any feelings..

"Maybe I should go check on him.."
I whispered, "No..that would show weakness...it would ruin my reputation! I can't do that...."

I heard Donnie scream. It seemed to be happiness... I assume Mikey's awake so I lay my head back....

"Thank god...." I whisper to myself, as I slowly drift off to slumber.

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