Casey ran and almost fell down with you in his arms. "Casey... st..stop runn..ing..." You suggested weakly, Casey, being your stubborn brother, just ran faster. "GUYS! WHERES DONNIE?!" Casey screamed, running into the main room. You saw 3 turtles and April looking at you with wide eyes, you knew why, you had a huge cut in your chest. "PLEASE! WHERE IS HE?!" Casey cried, that's when the last turtle, who you guessed was Donnie, ran out of a room.

"Who-?" "IT DOESNT MATTER DONNIE! HELP MY SISTER!" Casey yelled, shoving you into his arms. Donnie just ran into his lab and carefully placed you down, grabbing everything he needed for the cut.

Donnie was surprised at how calm and quiet you were for this. You barley squirmed and you teared up only a little while he stitched it up. "Ok. We're done!" Donnie said with a grin, you smiled, seeing a small gap between his teeth. "It... hu..hurts to breath a little..." You admitted, letting Donnie help you walk. "It's going to for a while. Don't worry." Donnie replied, seeing Casey run up to you. "Are you ok? Please tell me you're ok!" You nodded to his questions and flicked his forehead. "Can ypu shut up now?" You asked, causing everyone else to laugh. Splinter watched his purple banded son help you to the couch, setting you down carefully.

- 2 weeks later -

By 2 weeks, you were yourself again, doing gymnastics and dancing. Donnie walked past the dojo, but retraced his steps after seeing you do several flips. He kept watching you training with Splinter, watching your so called "weak talent" become your weapon. "Higher." Splinter ordered, watching you kick higher with a straight back and leg. "Good job. Yemen." You bowed and trotted out, seeing Donnie quickly walk away.

"Hmmm..." You walked back to the main room, ready to relax.