I hope you readers don't get confused, but I'm going to pretend Mikey didn't write for a few days. Right now it's on the same day as the day that Don got sick. If this is too confusing, send me a review and tell me.

Journal Entry 2

I'm too lazy to write down the date today…I feel so bad for Donny. He can barely stand up without anyone's help, and I think he isn't enjoying all the extra attention. Whenever I'm sick, I love all the extra attention I get no matter how bad I feel. I decided to stay with Don so I could get whatever he had. I walked into his room and he was lying in his bed staring at the ceiling as if it were amazing.

"Hey Don, how ya feelin'?" I asked.

"Kind of hot and a little dizzy." Don said, still staring at the ceiling. I looked up too to see if anything cool was up there but I saw nothing except the ceiling.

"Watcha starin' at?" I asked. Don blushed, sat up, and looked at me.

"I have nothing better to do, so I was daydreaming about leaving the lair for a while and getting some fresh air, but since I'm in this condition…well, I guess you know the rest." I nodded in agreement. We both knew Leo was a lot overprotective, and that Don wasn't going to go anywhere until Leo was 100% sure Don was perfectly healthy. I saw how miserable Don looked, so I sneaked him a cup of coffee, and thankfully nobody noticed. He drank it as if were the best tasting thing ever made. In my opinion, coffee is gross. It smells gross, looks gross, and especially tastes gross. I can't see how he likes that stuff. Don doesn't see how I could like peanut butter and jelly pizza with garlic stuffed in the crust. He thinks it has too much flavor. I guess we all have strange likes and dislikes. When he was done, I sneaked it back downstairs and washed it so nobody would notice. Then, I went back upstairs to check on Donny again to see if he needed anything.

"Hey bro, do you need anything?" I asked.

"All I need is to know what caused me to get this sick…" Don said. He paused for a second, then spoke again. "Who cooked the meals yesterday?"

"Well, I cooked breakfast and made Leo take them up to you, then a few hours later I cooked lunch and I brought them out to you, then at dinner I was busy sleeping, so Raph made you dinner since he didn't think you'd appreciate it if Leo did. I think it was Ramen noodle soup and a sandwich, since that's the only thing he knows how to cook…" I said. Don thought about what I had just said and then his eyes opened wide.

"Mikey, I think Raph gave me food poisoning." Don said.

"Come on Don, now you're hallucinating. What makes you think that Raph-" I began, but was interrupted.

"Have you EVER seen Raph wash his hands?" Don asked. Suddenly I realized that I've NEVER actually seen Raph wash his hands before.

"You're right, Raph did poison you, want me to get him over here?" I asked.

"No thanks, I'm just glad I know now, thanks." Don said, then he rolled over and fell asleep immediately. I plotted some serious revenge in my head. Suddenly, Leo came in and tapped my shoulder, making me jump eight feet in the air.

"You could have given me a heart attack, why'd you do that for?" I asked, pretending to be shocked. Leo rolled his eyes.

"I wanted to tell you that I want to watch Don for a while, you go ahead and do what you want to." Leo said.

"Will do bro, later!" I said before rushing off to play some video games. Four hours later, at around six, I got bored of my games so I decided to take a long nap. Two hours later I went upstairs to check up and Don to make sure everything was okay. I poked my head in his room and saw Leo sitting next to Don's bed, and his eyes were halfway closed. Then I saw Leo close his eyes for three seconds, then his head would fall down, which would wake him up again, then his eyes would shut on its own again, and the process kept on going on.

"Hey Leo, why don't you take a rest and I watch Don for a while? I took a nap already so I'm not tired…" Leo's eyes snapped all the way open. I could see he wanted to say yes, but instead he said no.

"Nah, it's okay, I want to make sure Don's okay." Leo said.

"Oh, I see, you don't think I can take care of my own brother." I said."I didn't say that…"

"You're thinking it I bet." I kept on interrogating Leo for a little while, then he gave up and said both me and him and watch Don. Thirty minutes later though, he fell asleep on the floor. Raph peeked his head inside and saw Leo.

"Didn't wanna go to bed so he eventually fell asleep on his own?" Raph asked.

"Yep." I answered. Raph nodded, picked Leo up and put his bed. Then Raph came back to the room.

"How's Don doing?" he asked.

"Pretty good, he doesn't have a fever anymore, but he still is very weak and can't get up by himself without any help." I explained. Raph nodded.

"Have you ever noticed that Don is the only one that gets sick around here?" Raph asked.

"Yeah, it's weird." I said. We both watched Don for a while, but then I got tired again and went back to bed, and Raph did the same. Hopefully Don would be okay for the rest of the night.

Journal Entry 3

Jan. 14

So happy that Don's finally healthy again, he has a list of things to fix. The toilet is clogged, the toaster isn't working, the microwave blew up, the bathtub has a nest of roaches in it, the Battle Shell won't start, our Shell Cells aren't cooperating they way they should be, and the whole place is a wreck. Usually Leo cleans everything up since he's a perfectionist and can't stand to see things messed up or dirty or out of order, but sadly, he has a nasty cold and feels too lazy to do anything. He first got it two days ago, and right now he is driving me nuts.

"Mikey, cad you please…ACHOO!…fix that couch please? It's bugging be seeing it bessed up. All the cushiods are in the wrog order…ACHOO!…ad the COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! chips you ate yesterday are all over it…" Leo said.

"Leo, do you want a tissue?" Don asked. Leo nodded his head. Don gave him a box and a trash can with it. It's really rare that Don has to take care of Leo, on account that Leo never gets sick. I'm tired of writing, I will write more tomorrow.

Journal Entry 4

Jan. 15

Today we played a fun game. We mocked people's accents from around the world, it was really fun. First we did a Southern accent.

"Hey Leo, do ya wanna go with me to that there market and buys some whiskey?" Don said in a Southern accent.

"I might could go, but I don't think our pa paw would be pleased with us if we did, on account-" Leo said in the best Southern accent he could manage.

"Guys, just 'cause someone is from the south don't mean they go to the market and buy whiskey constantly. Southern people are very civilized. They have a few malls and huge building like us New York people, ya know that right?" Raph said in his normal voice.

"Yeah, we know, but I wish we could go to some state in the south and see what they were really like down there." I said.

"Yeah, that would be awesome to see all the ranches and things." said Don. He went upstairs to his computer and researched southern states. "It says here that the Southern people have a fast food restaurant called Chickfila, and that they serve chicken biscuits in the morning, and that almost all fast food restaurants there do."

"What the shell is a chicken biscuit?" asked Raph.

"It's a biscuit with chicken, duh." I said.

"I know that ya dumbo, I was just saying that I've never seen one in New York before." Raph said, slapping me in the back of my head.

"You know what Southern state looks the most interesting to me?" asked Don.

"Which one?" asked Raph.

"Tennessee."

"Why Tennessee Don?" asked Raph.

"Isn't Tennessee a very historical place? Like most of the American Revolution took place there or something…" Leo said.

"Yeah, I also think it has a very nice scenery over there. They actually have lots of trees, plants, and not a lot of crimes happen there. Maybe one day we could go there…" said Don. "It's also not very heavily populated, unlike New York, which has over 1 billion people."

Well, who knows, maybe we will get to go there someday…

Okay, that's the end of this chapter. In case you're wondering Leo was only sick for three days. And the only reason I know about Southern accents is because I live in the south. I also live in Tennessee. I don't really think most of the Revolutionary war took place in Tennessee, but remember it is FanFiction. I did absolutely no research whatsoever, and I don't plan to. Please REVIEW and let me know what you thought about this chapter.