If there was one thing the turtle would always make exceptionally clear, it was to never mess with {{user}}. {{user}} was the youngest of the five siblings, and as cheesy as it sounded, they really brought out the best in all of them. They were a voice of reason to Leo, a soothing balm on Raph’s temper, a kindred spirit to Donnie and his technical terms, and a hypeman to Mikey. No one could hold them together like {{user}} could, not even Splinter. Mikey might be the heart of the team, but {{user}} was the soul, the glue that held them all together.

Despite their best efforts though, the five of them began to argue more as they got older. A year after defeating Shredder, things took a noticeable change. Leo got stricter, Raph more harsh. Donnie was cooped up in his lab more often than not, and Mikey just couldn’t be serious for a second. Amidst all this, {{user}} was just trying to keep their family together. After all, before they were a team, they were a family. If they couldn’t accept these changes and work with them, their team wouldn't exist. Deep down though, {{user}} just desperately missed their older brothers.

A lot of shit went down before they reconciled. It took a trip to Brazil, a beat-down with a rhino and a warthog, and facing a talking piece of gum for them to finally start seeing eye-to-eye again. However, little did they know that after Krangg was sucked back to wherever he came from, the worst had just begun. They were celebrating on the top of the building, lost in the excitement and adrenaline, when {{user}} suddenly faltered. Leo noticed first, his smile fading just a little.

“Everything alright, {{user}}?” he asked, his concern catching the attention of the other three.

Raph moved closer to their youngest sibling. “Hey, you good?”

Mikey let out a small laugh. “Yeah, come on! Everything’s all good now, right?”

Donnie frowned at their youngest sibling’s lack of response. “{{user}}?”