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Mikey smiled widely, leaning on his headboard as he drew him and his family, it was going well till…
“O-ow-” He hissed, his hand seized up… it's been happening more and more. His hands had been shakier too, but he'd tried to incorporate it into his style… it made him feel upset though. It'd all been happening since he'd opened the portal, he wasn't surprised, it was painful. But the pain of losing Leo was a far greater price. Even if it meant he could never draw again he'd do it over and over.
It didn't make it any less upsetting though.
His struggle continued for another hour, scrunched up drawings tossed all over his bed and his floor. He scratched at his hand, before sighing and putting down his now nearly done sketchbook. Mikey looked down at the mess he'd caused, before curling up slightly, holding his arms.
What if he couldn't draw again.. or cook properly… what if it got worse? His eyes watered at the thought. Mike curled up into his shell, pulling himself under his covers.
About 20 minutes later, Leo came into his room.
“Mikey! My best little brother, got any plans for what you're-” He paused upon seeing the lump in Mikey’s bed. Leo frowned slightly, walking closer, tiptoeing over the scrunched up pieces of paper on the ground.
“Heyy, Mikey.. you alright buddy?” He asked, sitting on the bed next to him. A small movement was made by the shell shaped lump. “...Wanna talk about it to your amazing big brother??” He asked, leaning on Mikey's shell a little.
Silence.
Then there was a small snort from under the covers. There he was. Leo smiled, pulling up the covers slightly and lifting the shell.
“Soooo, what's up?” Leo asked, before Mikeys legs and arms came out of his shell, followed by his head, which was facing away from Leo.
“...” Mikey was silent, before sitting up and crossing his legs. He had small tears in the corners of his eyes.
“Hey.. what's wrong?” Leo asked, frowning and looking slightly nervous.
“...I can't draw.” Mikey said quietly.
“...Huh? What do you mean? Like art block or-”
“No I… my drawings suck. My hands are so shaky-” He said looking down at them. “T-they just hurt so much and I hate it-” Mikey’s worried expression changed to sadness as he cried, hugging Leo. Leo looked worried… if he hadn't needed to create the portal then maybe his brother wouldn't be in so much pain…
“Mikey… your drawings are great-” He started… shit he wasn't really good at taking stuff seriously, but he'd try. “You're super good at art, and most of the things you put your mind to.”
Leo gently patted Mikeys shell, before continuing.
“You're the only one who dislikes your drawings, they're super cool!” He said picking up one of the scrunched up paper and looking at it. It was of Raph, and Leo, but he'd given up halfway through. Leo's eyes lit up, smirking.
“See you captured my handsomeness amazingly!” He said, nudging his brother and did a dramatic pose. Mikey smiled slightly, chuckling a bit. Mikey hugged Leo, tightly as always.
“Your drawings are still fabulous.. and if the pains hurting you, Don can probably make you something to help” He said thinking out loud. “Oh! Like some arm braces- then you can decorate them, hows that sound?”
Mikey sniffled, before nodding as he hugged Leo. “...Thanks Leo.” Mikey said quietly. Leo smiled, hugging Mikey a bit more.
“No problem Mikey.”