I wrote this fic for my friend Megan, because her favorite turtle is Mikey! I was actually sitting here thinking about that LOK episode where Korra gets distracted every two seconds while meditating, haha. I think I'm like one of the only people who noticed that Mikey has like, major ADD in the new series! I it's kind of adorable, though. :D This is only going to be a 2 or 3 shot, btw. Bold type is Mikey's thoughts while meditating.

Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT or Charlie bit my Finger!

Mikey closes his eyes. He hears the nearly inaudible patter of sewer water flowing in the tunnel to his right. He makes a desperate attempt to stay still, but alas, he wriggled his body. Meditation time was by far the worst time of the week for him. Splinter opens an eye and chuckles. Mikey blushed, and rearranged his cross-legged position into a more comfortable one. Sighing, he tried to start over.

Deep breaths. Clear your mind. Remember what Master Splinter said. Wait a minute, what did he say again? Something about controlling your thoughts…Or was it inner peace? What the shell does that even mean?! He could've said both. I'll try the first one. That sounds a bit easier. So what, do I just stop thinking…? That's impossible! Well, here goes nothing, I guess. Mikey tries to stop his mind from wandering, but fails when he started to remember how funny that video was that April showed him yesterday. He giggled and tried to stop thinking about the adorable baby that liked to bite his older brother's finger. A deep voice interrupted the pictures that were racing in his mind. "Michelangelo. Hush." He hears snickering from his siblings. He growls softly. Why is this so hard for me? It's not for these dudes! He peeks open an eye and observes each of his brothers. Leo was sitting in a lotus position, mimicking Splinter. He was extremely focused, judging by the beads of sweat that rolled down his face every so often. To the left of his blue-clad brother, was Raph. Raph was sitting with his knees pulled to his chest and arms resting loosely on top. Raph looks focused also, but by his relaxed position Mikey concluded that he was calm. At the end of the row was Donnie. Donnie was totally out of it. He was sitting cross-legged with a small smile decorating his face. I think Don and Splinter are the only ones in the world who actually like meditating! Mikey taps his fingers on the floor. What am I doing wrong? There has to be a trick to this thing!Splinter's eyes flutter open. Why Michelangelo made such a racket during Meditation time was beyond him. This was the fourth disturbance so far. On good days, it was only 2. "Michelangelo, please go to your room. You are not in trouble, but I need to have a discussion with you." Leo, Don, and Raph's eyes snapped open in shock at their master's words. "As for the rest of you, you are dismissed." Their eyes silently followed their orange-clad brother as he sulked out of the room.