JarsOfStatic



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    Leo can’t help but wish they would care, just once. Bring him hot soup in bed and sit by his bed while he sleeps. But he knows he brought this upon himself, and he will bear the consequences himself.

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    leo uses his childhood mistakes as a reason to hide his current pain. the brothers don’t take that well

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    03 Feb 2026

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    "Frankly, Leo had never felt more like a child, not even when he actually had been one. But he was already there, and the thought of leaving Raph’s room—with the soft lamp-light driving away the shadows, an easy sunset yellow-orange that was most decidedly not red—and returning to the endless, spilling darkness that was the rest of the lair made something inside him writhe in a blind panic, vehemently protesting against the idea and making his next breath sharp and wheezy as it stuttered through his throat. Raph was safe.

    And so Leo, blanket still wrapped around his trembling form, hands white knuckled around the hems, carefully tiptoed over and climbed into Raph’s bed, just like he had used to when he was young, crawling under the massive blankets haphazardly strewn across his form and into the expanse of sturdy sheets."


    Leo has a certified Bad Time™. His brothers help.

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    29 Jan 2026

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    Why did his body feel so heavy?

    He blinked sluggishly, rolling onto his front. He had tried to draw to take his mind off these feelings, but he couldn't hold the stupid pencil. He hadn't even gone out for lunch...

    "MIKEY!" He heard Raph call, making him wince. Raph's loud voice didn't do his head any favors... "COME ON, TIME FOR PATROL!"

    Humming slightly, Michelangelo forced himself to move, swaying on the spot. Oh, shell... everything was spinning and he felt too hot-

    Hold up.

    He froze on the spot. Slowly, he put the back of his hand against his forehead. He... he was warm. Really warm...

    Burning throat, trouble breathing, shaky limbs, tiredness, loss of appetite...

    "...Oh my shell." Mikey groaned, covering his face with his hands. He couldn't be serious...

    Did he seriously brush a fever off for his asthma all day?

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    Mikey not realizing that no, not being able to stand or hold anything, for everything to feel hot and cold and his head in the clouds, is not just "something else his body does"

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    27 Jan 2026

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    They’re barely home for an hour when Casey’s breath catches in his throat.

    It’s sudden enough that he chokes mid-word and starts to cough, his body trying to clear its airway except that there isn’t any blockage there to dislodge. When he finally manages to suck in a breath that fills his lungs halfway, it rattles in with an audible reedy wheeze.

    Maybe no one noticed, he thinks hysterically, and lifts his eyes to find his entire not-family staring at him from their various positions around the room. 

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    28 Jan 2026

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    Something bad happened to Leo in the prison dimension. In the minutes—the minutes—between losing him and getting him back, something bad happened to him.

    “This isn’t right,” Casey had said that first night in the medbay, staring at the X-rays on the illuminator as if he could change them by wanting it hard enough. “These breaks aren’t new. They can’t be.” 

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    27 Jan 2026