#tiny mikey

Donatello would say that he is a genius, but does that make him smarter than everyone else? Yes, yes it does. 

Why does he believe he’s a genius, you may ask? Because he is the only person in the world smart enough to create a device this powerful.

This machine will compress molecules together so tightly that the object, or being it’s tested on, will actually shrink, breaking the square cube law and making him one of the greatest scientists in history!

Although, to prove this, he needed a test subject.

So he did the only reasonable thing.

“MIKEY!” he shouted into the quiet lair, “GET IN HERE!”

After a few seconds of waiting, a familiar orange blur sprinted through the lab doors and stopped in front of Donnie, nearly knocking him backwards.

“You called, dude?” Mikey asked, excited to be allowed in Donnie’s lab.

“I need you to help me test something,”

“Cool! What do I get to do? Am I the lab rat? Am I gonna turn into, like, an extra mutated turtle?” He questioned, stars dancing in his eyes at the thought.

“No, I’m going to be the first person to break the square cube law!” Donnie yelled, giddy to see if this would work, “now just stand right here and don’t. Move.”

Donnie dragged Mikey to the front of a machine, positioning him to be standing straight, hitting the back of Mikey’s shell as he tried slouching again. Normally, Mikey’s behavior would infuriate him to be around, hence why he was not allowed in Donnie’s lab, even when Donnie was inside it. Though today was special, today Donnie would make, or breaking in this case, the discovery of the century.

Firing up the machine, Donnie typed on the controls, putting in the data for this test. His baby was finished warming up quickly after being turned on and the tip lit up his vibrant signature purple color.

Mikey looked uncharacteristically nervous as the machine became ready for use. Laughing anxiously, Mikey yelled over to where Donnie sat.

“Uh, don, just wondering, what’s the square cube law?” 

But Donnie was too busy to hear him, still imputing information, so the experiment would run smoothly. As time went on, the machine started whirring, signaling its ready for use.

Suddenly, a bright purple stream of light shot out, heading straight for Mikey. He yelped as he tried to step back, but he wasn’t fast enough to dodge as it hit him right on the plastron. Mikey stumbled and fell back on his shell, head pounding painfully. His eyesight blurred and dark spots clouded his vision. After a few seconds of this, he closed his eyes and gave into unconsciousness.

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Donnie smiled as his machine fired at his brother. This would change everything! If his machine really worked, then it could be revolutionary.

Then he heard Mikey fall.

He looked up from the control panel to see an alarming lack of a brother in front of the device. 

Oh no. 

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

Mikey was supposed to stay in the same spot so Donnie could tell where he was when he shrunk, but now the scientist can’t see him anywhere.

Donnie tried calling out his name, hoping for a response, but he didn’t get one. How is this possible? He should be able to hear Mikey just fine at his new size, but now it’s completely silent. Unless he wasn’t awake to say anything.

This was bad.

He just lost his younger brother, tiny and unconscious, in the large area that is his lab.

Watching his step carefully, Donatello made his way to the door of his lab. He needs to think of a way to find Mikey, hopefully before their other brothers get home from patrol.

Standing in the doorway, Donnie scanned over the floor of his lab, trying to find orange.

Or green,

Or anything that could help him find the location of his younger brother.

It felt like an eternity passed of silently watching the floor when Donnie heard the main door open. His other brothers were home.

Panicking, he stepped inside his lab and closed the door, staying far away from where he last saw Mikey. He heard Leo and Raph call out for him and Mikey, but ignored it for now. They would be a lot more angry with him if they found out he shrunk Mikey and then lost him. 

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Mikey groaned as he tried opening his eyes, immediately closing them when he was met with the ceiling of bright light. Right, he was lying on his back. He should fix that. 

His muscles ached as he moved. He feels like he’s forgetting something. Mikey’s eyes take a few seconds to adjust to the bright lighting, but when they do, he panics.

Where is he? Thinking hard about what he could remember, his eyes widened. He was in Donnie’s lab And Donnie’s machine made him pass out! Oh, he is so getting pranked after this.

He walks around, trying to find Donnie. Wait, why does the lab look so weird? 

Then he sees it, a bolt on the ground in front of him, one that was the size of his head!

“D..did Donnie make a super-sizer machine or something?” he questioned, “or…”

Then, like an earthquake, the ground shook. Mikey caught himself before he could fall from the vibrations, and it stopped as quickly as it started.

He paused for a few seconds, trying to process everything going through his head at the moment. This isn’t what he thinks it is…right? Before he could come up with something to excuse these weird occurrences, Mikey heard an ear bursting noise. It sounded like a voice, a familiar voice…

LEO!?

It sounded just like Leo, but way, way louder.

So it meant only one thing: Donnie really shrank him! Oh man, what is he gonna do? Ok calm down, he just needs to get Donnie’s attention and he can fix this. Hopefully? It can’t be that hard, right?

“Mikey,” Donatello whispered, “where are you?”

Mikey jumped at the sudden voice, not used to the volume.

“DONNIE! IM OVER HERE!”

He looked around, trying to find anything to get a better view. He still hasn’t seen Donnie yet. How is Donnie supposed to know where he is if Mikey doesn’t even know?

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Donnie started searching quieter this time as his other brothers got home, worried that they’d hear the commotion and come running. He silently stalked the lab, trying not to hurt the youngest of the family. 

He thought calling out for him once more would help, so he did. It was just a whisper, but at Mikey’s new size, he might as well be talking normally.

All of a sudden, he heard something. If he hadn’t been paying attention, he would have missed it. It sounded like it came from the left, so he started checking there.

Donnie saw nothing out of the ordinary for a bit, but eventually he spotted the smallest hint of orange peeking out from behind one of his unfinished projects. He had nothing orange in the lab. That must be Mikey!

Carefully he lifted the project and reached his hand out, pinching his little brother by his plastron and shell, lifting him up towards his face.

He inspected the smaller turtle for a few seconds, turning him in his hands and checking for any bad side effects. After the initial shock wore off, he realized Mikey looked…scared? Did Donnie do something wrong?

“Mikey?”

As he spoke, the orange clad turtle flinched, looking like he’d retreat into his shell at any moment. 

“Are you alright, little brother?”

Mikey flinched again, but this time he seemed to peek up towards Donnie’s face, giving a forced-looking smile, still tense but less so.

“Y-yea, I’m ok dude, you’re huge,” 

“R-really big,” Mikey whispered under his breath

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Mikey kept looking for Donnie, but couldn’t seem to find him anywhere. How do you lose such a gigantic brother!? 

He was about to walk in a random direction until he found something familiar, when there was a rush of air behind him. The screeching of metal being moved caught his ear and, as he went to turn around, he froze.

Kneeling there, absolutely humongous, was his brother. 

Except… instead of relieved, he felt..scared.

Donnie was huge, and the way he loomed over his small form was unnerving. Shadow covered his face and Mikey had to crane his neck up just to see it. He knew this was his brother, but the more he looked at him, the more he wishes he’d just stayed hidden.

As he was busy staring, a hand bigger than his whole body shot out and grabbed him around the shell. His feet were lifted off the ground as he became dizzy from the sudden movement. Mikey could feel the fingers tightly around him, strong enough to crack his shell in a second.

When Mikey looked back at Donnie, he found he was right at eye level with him. He still had his pair of work goggles on and Mikey could see his own reflection shaking in them. He couldn’t help it. Donnie just looked so cold like this, like he was staring at a new specimen, not his brother.

It seemed Donnie must have felt that way too, as he started poking and twisting Mikey like a new toy. Fingers pinned him, forced to watch his arm practically disappear as Donnie grabbed it, scared that any twitch would rip his arm off.

Suddenly, the prodding stopped. He was still stuck in his big brother's hand, but now he wasn’t doing anything. Not being able to hold his gaze any longer, Mikey looked at the ground, not trying to stop the tensing of his body at seeing how far up he was.

“Mikey?”

He couldn’t help the flinch at how loud the purple turtle's voice was as it seemed to vibrate through his body. He could feel the bass from it rattle through his shell and into his skull with ease.

“Are you alright, little brother?”

Mikey flinched once again, but couldn’t help but feel guilty for the way he was acting. It’s not like Donnie’s trying to be scary! So, with minor hesitation, he looked up. He saw the goggles had been removed and the piercing gaze had been replaced with concern.

He forced himself to un-tense his muscles and tried to give Donnie a convincing smile. When he tried to speak, it came out in a stutter at first, but he persisted.

“Y-yea, I’m ok dude, you’re huge,”

“R-really big,”

He hoped the last part was too quiet to hear, whispering it under his breath to help him process it.

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Donnie sighed, nearly blowing Mikey’s mask right off. He walked over to his machine, placed Mikey down in front of it, and walked to the controls.

“Test one successful, initiating reversal sequence. "

As the device started glowing that purple hue again, Mikey knew he couldn’t wait to be normal sized and he would never agree to testing Donnie’s experiments without knowing what they do first.

Then, the machine's tip lit up and Mikey closed his eyes, not wanting to be blinded like last time. But…after a few seconds, nothing happened. He peeked one eye open and saw that the machine was dark. He didn’t need to know science to know that this was bad. 

He glanced over at Donnie to see him looking just as confused.

This was very bad.

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well that took a while. It’ll be awhile before I can write another one of these T-T

“Pleaseeee!” 

Mikey looked at Raph from his perch on the countertop. 

“I don’t know. I was gonna patrol tonight. The people need red riot,”

“Yea, but I need red riot too!”

Raph had tried saying no, but, turning to see Mikey there, so small with puppy eyes working overtime, he just couldn’t ruin his baby brother's happy demeanor.

“Fine, Raph can make the people wait. Let’s bake,”

“Yay! Ok, so, first we need to add in the flour, some milk and eggs. Oh! maybe some nutmeg, should we make them gingerbread? We gotta make them gingerbread- “

“Woah, woah, woah, I don’t even know what we’re making yet. Slow down,” 

“Right, we are making drumroll, please… Christmas cookies! Ta-da!”

Christmas cookies, huh? Those can’t be too hard. Sure, Raph’s not the best in the kitchen, but they’ve made cookies plenty of times before. What could go wrong?

“Alright, little brother, we got this. "

Raph extended a hand, which Mikey jumped on without hesitation. That always made Raph's heart melt. How much Mikey trusted him, even though he was so tiny.

They made their way to the fridge, the smaller of the two saying each ingredient they needed. Raph would never understand how he just knew what needed to be mixed to make such delicious things.

After grabbing a mixing bowl on the way back to the table, they were ready to start making some treats.

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Treats weren’t the only thing made that night. That much would be clear to anyone walking into the kitchen. 

Flour, dough and many other things decorated almost every surface, including the two turtles in the eye of the sugary storm. Another bit of frosting was thrown against the wall as a small turtle covered in raw dough continued on his mission to make a gorgeous edible mural on the wall for all to see.

“Mikey! Stop it! This’ll take forever to clean up. "

“Relax, I’m making the kitchen better! This is gonna look amazing when it’s done. Promise!”

The used-to-be orange brother said, but his next throw fell short as a giant hand grabbed him by the shell. Mikey was soon eye level with his big brother. He laughed under a playful glare.

After much convincing, Raph got Mikey to stop frosting the kitchen, and it wasn’t long until the shaped cookie dough was in the oven. 

20 minutes and a very long debate about the best pizza topping later, fresh hot cookies were being pulled from the oven rack and placed down to cool.

To most people, looking at the tray, you’d see some misshapen blobs of tan, but to the brothers that fought tooth and nail to make them good, these were perfect.

The frosting process was just as chaotic as the baking process. If it weren’t for the flour covering his body, Raph would say the frosting was the messiest part. 

Once Mikey picked all the colors they would need and Raph mixed them into the already made frosting, they were ready to finish the cookies. With Mikey’s small form, he was able to make his cookies look better than any professional Raph had ever seen. Raphs cookies on the other hand looked… edible.

Finally, after hours of baking and frosting and mess-making, the product was complete. Christmas turtle cookies. Each resembling one of the four brothers, Mikey made his own and Donnie’s, Raph made his and Leo’s. 

“These look amazing, best. Cookies. Ever!”

Mikey seemed over the moon with joy as he ran around, looking over each cookie bigger than him. 

“Yea, we really outdone ourselves, little brother. "

Raph couldn’t help the smile that stretched across his face. How did he ever get so lucky to be a big brother? It didn’t matter. All that mattered in that moment was the sparkle shining in Mikey’s eyes, so big coming from someone so small.

The brothers soon made up their minds. These cookies were special, so it made sense that they had to be enjoyed as a family.

After washing themselves up, they made their way around the lair, Mikey riding on Raph’s shoulder the whole way, trying to find the twins. Leo was found in his room reading comics but at the mention of a sweet surprise, he was up and following them to get Donnie. Said mad scientist was working at his desk with whatever new project he’d come up with. It took much more convincing for him to leave, but he, too, was curious about what the oldest and youngest had planned.

With all brothers accounted for, they went back to the kitchen. By the time Raph got to the kitchen counter, he could feel Mikey vibrating with excitement. Mikey ran down Raph’s arm, nearly giving the oldest brother a heart attack, and landed not-so-gracefully on the surface below. He ran up to the cooling tray of treats and threw his arms up.

“Ta-da! We made cookies!”

The twins looked over the cookies, inspecting the details their brothers put on just for them. Mikey explained how raph had made Leo’s and Mikey had made Donnie’s and both cool colored themed turtles thanked their eldest and youngest siblings. 

After the gratitude came to the turtle's favorite part, each brother grabbed their cookie, except Mikey, who needed raph to hold it while they all made their way to the living room. They sat on their designated spots in front of the tv and enjoyed the rest of the night.

And as the morning sun rose in the sky, it was quiet and peaceful while the turtles slept to the end credits of a movie playing on the screen. Not a creature was stirring, not even a rat.

“BOYS! WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE KITCHEN”

Ok. Maybe one very unhappy rat.

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“Hm, that should have worked..” Donnie mumbled under his breath.

But Mikey heard it. How couldn’t he with how loud everything was around him? Donnie was supposed to know all this stuff. Why would Donnie recruit him if he couldn’t change him back! 

Mikey’s eyes widened as a small voice in the back of his head spoke, one that he didn’t listen to often.

What if he doesn’t care?

No, that’s not true, Donnie’s his brother. Of course he cares! He probably just didn’t know this would happen. It was a freak accident!

But what if it wasn’t

Maybe he just wanted to make you easier to manage.

A lab rat maybe

…no

Donnie wouldn’t do that, right? We’re family. He’d never do this on purpose… right?

The more Mikey thought about it, the more he remembered all the times he made Donnie mad, every time Mikey pulled pranks that made him yell. He wasn’t even allowed to be in the lab without permission anymore.

Mikey was so caught up in his mind that he didn’t notice when Donnie moved from his spot in front of the controls, walking towards him. He didn’t notice Donnie had moved until a giant hand took up his vision, headed straight for him.

He screamed and tried to run back, tripping and falling on something softer than the floor. He looked down and realized the thing he was on was Donnie’s other hand. Mikey started flailing, trying to get off and hide before Donnie could do anything to him.

He didn’t get very far. Once Donnie saw him fighting, he was pinned on his shell, unable to sit up or move much.

The weight felt suffocating, like his plastron would crack with any more pressure. He briefly saw Donnie’s mouth moving, but closed his eyes right after. He didn’t want to be teased by his brother right now because of how weak he was.

Right after he closed his eyes, limbs still trying to push the finger off of his chest, he felt pressure on his arm. Without hesitation, Mikey snapped his eyes open and turned his head to see his arm was once again trapped by Donnie. He screamed again and struggled harder and, surprisingly, this time, all the pressure was lifted off of him.

He was still trapped in the palm of a giant, dozens of feet off the ground. So he did the thing his instincts yelled at him to do. He hid in his shell. 

It felt strange after not doing it for a long time. He’s a trained ninja, so there’s no point in hiding in a shell when you can hide in the shadows. Except there are no shadows here, nowhere to hide. He felt so vulnerable, his shell would do nothing for him. Donnie had already shown him that. He couldn’t do anything.

Mikey was caught off guard when his shell was pinched between two fingers and, once again, he could see the colossal form of his brother through the head hole.

He seemed… concerned?

This was all so new and confusing. He was stuck smaller than a hand and the brother who did it was holding him like he would hold a cool bug. He didn’t wanna be a bug.

Before Mikey could spiral more, the loudest creak he had ever heard interrupted him. He winced and quickly realized that only one thing could make a giant creak: a giant door.

He wasn’t able to check though, because as soon as he heard it, he was being rocketed into the air as his massive brother shot up, panicked.

Any thoughts Mikey had before this were pushed to the back of his mind, unable to hear them once two other voices started speaking. His other brothers. 

He immediately retreated into his shell once more, still shaking from being in Donnie’s hands. From inside his shell he could make out two more giant figures walking into the room, both of them looked less then happy.

The blue and red clad turtles walked over to Donnie, over to him. However, they didn’t seem to notice his small form yet, attention focused on Donnie. 

“-seen Mikey? He wasn’t in his room?”

The sound of Leo saying his name brought him back to reality. Oh no, they were looking for him. He doesn’t want anyone else to see him like this, and he definitely doesn’t want to be near anyone right now. 

Mikey could hear Donnie trying to come up with excuses from above and by the looks on his other brothers faces, they weren’t working. Maybe if he could get Donnie’s attention he could hide him somewhere? It was worth a shot.

Carefully, he shook so his shell would move in Donnie’s pinched fingers. He tried to be as discreet as possible, but when he got the attention of his nerdy brother, Donnie looked down.

As Donnie looked towards Mikey, Leo and Raph’s eyes followed his, leading them straight to Mikey’s miniature shell. Mikey froze and held as still as possible when he saw the eyes of all three brothers on him at once. It felt suffocating to be under their gazes as they leaned over him. 

The two looked confused as they saw his shell, while Donnie looked panicked. Though no where near as panicked as Mikey was in that moment. Before Donnie could make something up, a hand was pulling him away from his sciencey brother, holding him a bit to tight for comfort.

Without warning, the person holding him spoke, shaking his very core.

“What is this thing”

Uh oh, the brother holding him was Raph and it seemed like his curiosity was peaked by Mikey. He struggled to stay frozen, not wanting to alert Raph that the thing in his hands was alive. Best case scenario Leo and Raph leave the lab and Donnie realizes his mistake so he can go back to only being short by a few inches.

Best case scenarios don’t really happen to Mikey though. It had only been a few seconds after that question was asked when Mikey felt the fingers around my tighten on his shell and he panicked. He didn’t wanna be squashed! Without thinking he yelped and pushed his head and limbs out of his shell.

Mikey heard a sharp gasp above him before the fingers around him released, making him fall who knows how far to the ground below.

For a split second, Mikey felt weightless, like he was flying instead of falling. By the time he realized that the ground was getting scarily closer, a green blur was already grabbing him once again. This time however, the mask above him was blue.

“Mikey..?”

He froze at the sound of his name. So, they know now and Mikey’s life is ruined. His brothers are gonna tease him for the rest of his life! Mikey’s body tensed as he waited for the ridicule to begin, but it never did. Instead, the hand around him opened, leaving him sitting in a green palm.

“A..are you okay?”

He blinks at Leo’s question, was he? Wait, why wasn’t he laugh at him? Why wasn’t Raph saying short jokes? What is going on? Even though he had been silently contemplating for a minute now, his brothers didn’t start talking over him. They just kept looking at him, waiting patiently for his answer.

“I..I’m okay”

Although Mikey said this he knew it wasn’t true, how could he be ok everything was so different, so huge. He’s already vulnerable, at least he can make his brothers think he isn’t more weak.

The three giant brothers looked at each other, each sporting looks of concern, why would he lie to them?

After a few seconds the gazes made their way back to him, Mikey nearly flinched from the gained attention once again. Things seemed to slow as Leo’s hand lifted him higher off the ground. Mikey was now eye level with his brothers and somehow it helped, he felt just a little more at ease seeing from his normal height again. Even if he isn’t, and he’s still on a giant hand, and he can’t do anything about it if he tried, and…he should stop thinking about this. 

He came back to reality when Donnie’s voice rang around the lab. Mikey distracts his mind by listening to Donnie’s explanation of this. Throughout his explanation he could see his other brothers faces become more angry.

It scared him, Mikey knew the anger wasn’t directed at him, but it was still scary to see. Now, being surrounded by giants, one a scientist while the others are angry, Mikey started to shake.

He couldn’t help it, he’d never been in a situation like this before, it was all so different, he didn’t know what would happen next. It took Leo a very short time to feel the small shaking on his palm.

Quickly, the others were alerted and soon they tried to comfort the terrified tiny. Mikey didn’t know what to think when his brothers immediately lost their anger, turning their attention back to him and looking soft instead.

He was slowly and carefully brought out of the lab and into the living room. He was confused as they all sat down in front of the tv, turning it on. He was confused when raph silently got up and made his way to the kitchen. But there was no room in his head to be confused when he saw what raph carried out.

“PIZZA!”

The two sitting with him seemed shocked, but not surprised at his outburst. He was known for his love of pizza after all. Mikey didn’t seem to notice his brothers smiles as he dug into his slice. It was bigger than him! Maybe being this small wasn’t so bad, he could live with giant pizza. Hey! His brothers could carry him around everywhere too! And he wouldn’t have to spar during training anymore!

Huh, this wouldn’t be to bad after all.

Soon, the living room dissolved from tension to laughter and conversation for the rest of the night. Somehow Mikey’s voice was still the loudest among them.