ROTTMNT ONESHOTS/SHORT STORIES

Is It Cold Out?

Request; no
Who; B-team (A-team join in at the end :>)
Type; hurt/comfort
Summary; Mikey almost dies. He tries to not let the others notice, but he's quite literally freezing to death. His heater broke and he didnt want to say anything. It wasnt until Donnie came into his room, and almost had to leave for his own safety. He pulls Mikey out, and took him to the infirmary, where he was heated up. Though he was still weak, and could only mumble odd sentances.

Warnings; hyperthermia/freezing, near death, giving up on living lol, panicking

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It was a harsh winter in New York this year.

The winter season was something that the turtles loved and hated at the same time. They love playing in snow, and seeing the white gloss over the city; and they have to bundle up which means unintentionally hiding themselves which means time out in the open on the surface. But at the same time, theyre cold blooded. They can't be out for long, and they have to retreat to heaters a lot. Each room in the lair has a heater in some form.

Like the living room had a space heater, the kitchen and Don's lab had one of those elongated heaters that were lined against walls, dojo and the lair games areas had heated pads, etc. The infirmary had 3 heaters on full blast. The boys all had a heater in their rooms, and those were a bit more essential since their rooms always got colder than the rest of the lair. And they would quite literally freeze to death.

All of them were in their rooms.

Donnie lay on top of SHELLDON, as he was programmed to have a built in heater. He was taking a break for once from working. Whether that be because he's a bit cold and just exhausted, or because April calls him to make sure he's not over working himself, a break is a break nonetheless.

Raph was in his shell, with a heated blanket draped over him. He was a bit colder than he thought he would've been, so for now he just wanted to stay bundled up until dinner. (April was coming over and they're doing homemade pizzas.)

Leo was curled up in a miniature fort he made. He put a thick blanket going from on top of the heater to the foot of his bed, then another that crossed over the other way; essentially making a box to trap the heat in. He was on his phone, texting with April and just joking around with her while smiling at the warmth he's in.

Then there was Mikey.

God. There was Mikey.

He was laying on his bed, curled up in cold blankets, desperately trying to warm himself up. He shivered and shook, almost unable to move from being so cold. His face and fingertips were numb, as his body felt as heavy as ice.

His heater had been broken for a few days now.

He needed to get out of his room but he honestly couldn't. He was frozen in place, and honestly he felt like if he didn't warm up soon that wouldn't just be figurative. His breath was almost as shakey as he was, his eyes wired shut and his body temperature lower than his self esteem. It was to the point where it almost hurt to breath from being that cold. He was almost in physical pain from freezing.

Even his mask seemed to be too cold for him.

His body was stiff. But he needed to get somewhere warmer.

He desperately tried to move. He just.. couldn't. He could feel the tears form, as he kept trying to get up and get out. It's like he was tied down in place, no matter how hard he tried and no matter how much he struggled he just. Couldn't. Move. He couldn't call out. He couldn't scream for help. He was stuck.

Before he knew it he felt the tears streaming down his face, as his negative thoughts consumed his mind. He never really let them be so evident but it was so hard. It was so fucking hard. He was afraid. He was afraid to die. He was terrified to die. And he knew he would. He was alone, freezing to death, and that's that. But he cant just give up- not now. He cant just leave his family. God, they would have to find him- that cant happen- he cant let it happen.