Merry late Christmas everyone! As a present to you I have made a bit of a Christmas story/family/life lesson/a bunch of fluff story! Hope you enjoy!

"You're going to love the present I got you this year Mikey!"

"Mikey I can't wait till you see the present I got you!"

"Knuckle head I think you're going to flippout when you open this!"

A six year old Mikey stared at the three huge presents under a twenty year old fake christmas tree that was still in decent shape.

The things about the massive presents that his brothers said refused to leave his head. All three of the presents were labeled 'to Michelangelo' and each present belonged from his three older brothers and although Mikey was excited he was also sad. He hadn't any money and would not have a single cent any time soon, he sighed as he got up and walked to his room.

'What am I supposed to do? I have to get my brothers something...' Mikey thought to himself.

As soon as he sat on his bed his stomach grumbled, 'Great I'm poor, presentless, and now I'm hungry.' He trudged out of his room and to the kitchen, opened the fridge and found a juice box in the pack of 24 that Don had bought strictly for him, had something to do with daily nutrients. Mikey didn't really understand Dons language he knew he wasn't alone he would sometimes see flashes of frustration or pure confusion on Raphael or even sometimes Leonardo's face.

Mikey pulled a chair over to the counter and climbed up to the cabinets to see what junk food he could smuggle to his room without his brothers seeing. As he pulled out a half bag of chips and some little debbie cakes he quickly shut the cabinet and carefully climbed back down to the safety of the chair he had dragged over.

As he was about to step off the chair he heard someone nearing the kitchen, in his haste Mikey ended up missteping and falling off the chair all together.

As he fell his head caught the stoves corner and hit it hard, he rubbed his head and groaned, the person that had been nearing the kitchen could be heard running now. Sure enough Raph appeared in the kitchens doorway, he ran over to Mikey and crouched down.

"What happened Mikey?! Were you trying trying to climb to the cabinets again? What did we all tell you about that?"

Mikey looked down, his eyes now glassy with tears. "You all told me not to...I'm sorry...I was just so hungry!" Mikey winced and held his head, it didn't go unnoticed by Raph.

"I understand Mikey, just come to me next time and I'll get right up to get you some food..." Raph caught glance of the bag of chips and debbie cakes. "Course...I'll proly get you some real food when you ask."

Mikey giggled but once again cringed.

"Mike did ya hit your head or land weird when you fell? What hurts?"

Mikey pointed to his head.

"Hmm...looks like you're going to need to visit Dr. Donnie!"

Mikey grumbled, "is he ganna stick a popsicle stick down my throat again?! I'm not going if he is."

Raph chuckled, "you're in luck, I don't think he'll have to do that this time around."

Mikey breathed a sigh of relief. "Good." As he tried to get up he found that the room was suddenly spinning. "Raphie? Are we spinning?"

Raph looked down in concern and scooped Mikey up in his arms. "No lil bro, no we're not. Hey Donnie!" Raph half shouted trying to keep semi quiet for Mikeys sake. Don looked up in question as Raph entered the lab with Mikey in tow. "What happened?"

"Well...I was headin' towards the kitchen and I heard a big thump, I ran and found Mikey on the ground, he was trying to get his own food again."

Donnie sighed, "Mikey what did we tell you about that?"

Raph chuckled, "don't worry he already got tha lecture from me. Oh, I think he hit his head kinda hard. He asked me if the room was spinning when he tried to get up."

Don nodded, taking in all the information. "Alright... Mikey can you raise your head up? Thank you...hmm his eyes are a little dilated but not to bad. Mikey how bad is the pain? Can you scale it for me?" Don asked as he snatched the poster that he always used to help Mikey pick which number. Mikey pointed to the moderate pained face. Don nodded, "I assumed so...it's not too bad to where it's serious but just in case...Raph can you keep him up for the next half hour or so?"

Raph thought about declining but shrugged instead. "Yeah sure, me and Mike haven't got to chill in a while and he needs someone to stay up with him."

Don smiled and then gave Mikey a bit of liquid pain medicine. "There ya go Mikey, Raphie is going to play with you for a little while ok? You're not tired at all ri-" Don was cut off as Mikey jumped from the examination table and wobbled to Raph as quick as he could. "Come on Raphie! Oh! Thank you Donnie!" Don smiled warmly as Mikey took hold of Raphs hand and lead him to the his room.

Once in Mikeys room the little turtle had Raph sit and gave him a justice force action figure and set a box of legos in the middle of them. "We gatta build a fortress for Silver Sentry Raphie! We gatta hurry though, the bad guys are ganna break in whatever we have built soon!"

Raph smiled and started building decent looking house where as Mikey started throwing legos together. After about twenty minutes Mikey and Raph connected what they had both built together, what they built resembled that of a cruise ship/hotel/battleship.

Mikey was more then happy with it, as the minutes passed the game got to become old leaving Mikey and Raph sitting on the couch in the living room watching cartoons. Raph looked over and saw Mikey starring at the presents under the tree, the young turtle almost looked...sad as his gaze intensified. "What's wrong Mikey?"

"Hm? Oh...well it's just that you and Leo and Don all got me great gifts it sounds like and I can't get you guys anything."

Raph put his arm around Mikey and pulled the little turtle close. "Mikey it's ok! You're little, you don't have to worry about it, you're not supposed to hafta worry!."

"Yea...but you and the others are still little to! Master Splinter told me so."

Raph smiled, "well sure we're still little but your littler. You're six and we're seventeen, that's a whole 11 years difference Mikey!" Raph looked down to see if Mikey understood but found that the young turtle had already curled up against him and went to sleep. Raph checked the time and saw that he had actually been hanging out with Mikey for the past two hours!

He chuckled, it didn't bother him a bit he was happy to get the rare alone time with Mike. He carefully picked Mikey up and carried him to his bed, once there he covered Mikey with his orange bed comforter and turned his little justice force night light on. "Goodnight Mikey."

The next day (two days before chritmas) Mikey decided to lock himself in his room and work on four special Christmas cards for his brothers and sensei. Around twelve he heard Leo knock on his door and call for him, he sounded concerned.

"Yes Leo?" Mikey asked as he cracked his door open.

"Hey buddy, we haven't seen you all day! You feeling alright?"

Mikey smiled to show he was fine. "Never better Leo! I'm just working on a little...project!" With that Mikey shut his door quickly and got back to work on his second card, meanwhile Leo was rubbing his head trying not to be to concerned as to what Mikey was planning. He dropped it and decided to put a little trust in his baby brother.

Meanwhile Mikey grinned as he sprinkled green glitter on a scribble of a Christmas tree he drew, beside the tree stood two green circles on top of each other. The top circle had a red stripe going across, the bottom had a little yellow rectangle on the green with stick arm like limbs holding weapons that looked like forks.

With a final touch of glitter Mikey marveled at his creation, Raph would for sure love it, about two cards later Mikey was finally done, he got up and stretched then slid his cards safely under his pillow. As Mikey headed out his door he immediately ran into all three of his brothers who scooped him up and took him to the lab.

As he was seated on the examination table he looked up at his three elder brothers confused. "Did I do something wrong?"

Raph chuckled, "nah Mikey Donnie is just ganna check how ya head is doing. You've acted kinda weird today and we just wanna be sure it isent serious. K?"

Mikey nodded grinning.

As Don checked Mikey over he concluded with a clean bill of health. Mikey was perfectly fine, Mikey could tell his brothers were suspicious as to what he had been doing. 'Better act normal or I'll have to tell em what I've been working on!' Mikey thought as he kept getting strange stares. "Leo! Can we go watch t.v.? I know your favorite show is on!"

Leo smiled, "now that's the Mikey I know! Sure." Leo lifted Mikey off the table and walked with him to the living room. When Leo flipped to his channel he groaned in frustration, sorry Mikey I forgot about this, there having some kind of kiddie Christmas series on today.

Mike laughed, "let's watch it!" Leo was about to decline but he saw the excited gleam in Mikeys eyes, he caved. "Alright, but just one episode!" Mikey clapped and turned back to the t.v. twenty minutes later Mikey looked over to find Leo fast asleep.

Mike sighed and decided not to watch the rest of the half hour show, he went to his room slowly, as soon as he shut his door he slid down to the floor and started to sob.

The episode was set on Christmas day and a little boy that was his age was making very nice Christmas cards in Mikeys opinion. The next day the little boy gave the cards to some of his older high school friends on the bus. The teens acted like they loved them when the child gave them the cards but as soon as he got off the bus the three teens he had made them for laughed and threw them out the windows of the bus. Later that day in recess the little boy actually found them stuck in the elementary schools fence when he was snowball fighting. The child was heartbroken, and so was Mikey.

Michelangelo spent the rest of the day in his room until around seven this is when he came up with a new plan, a dangerous one. He gulped as he snuck out of his room and to the exit of the lair, taking one final look around he turned and ran for the nearest man hole he then climbed it and cautiously made his way out into the blizzard like weather.

The alley he was in was dimly lit yet it was in the more populated part of New York, he peaked his head around the corner of the alley and surveyed the area he was in. As he looked around something caught his eye, a crane machine.

It was in front of a deserted store, the machine was filled with all kinds of cool things! Mikey smiled and tried his best to stealthily get to the machine. He frowned when he looked down at his feet, they hardley cooperated when he was trying to move, he shivered as a gust of freezing cold wind swept across him.

When he finally made it to the machine he saw that in order to get the prizes inside he would have to pay. Of course he had no money, he became very angry and kicked at the snow. As he was about to retreat back to the lair he found a rock and threw it at the brick wall of the store that the machine was in front of in anger.

He gasped as the rock ricocheted and hit the machine, the glass of the left side immediately broke and a siren started to sound. Although the siren wasn't loud it still alerted Mikey,as he was about to turn and run he realized that he would no longer have to pay! He could just take, and he did.

He took four little stuffed animals, a watch, and a small pillow that had a gold crown printed on it. Mikey could barely feel his hands but he managed to grab all of the things he wanted. After he got everything he quickly ran back to the safety of the sewers and hid his remaining goodies in a hole in the wall right outside of the lair's entrance, he was the only one who knew about it, he took pride in the hidey hole.

As he entered the lair he suddenly felt very tired and slow, soon enough he started to see little black dots in his vision, then they turned into patches then, before he even knew it, he was on the ground.

His vision was completely dimmed now and he was struggling to breath correctly. He let out a whimper as he kept feeling worse and worse by the second, as his vision actually started clearing up a little he saw someone round the corner of the living room, it was the only view he got from laying on his side.

"MIKEY?!"