A few weeks passed since the whole Kraang issue had passed, and even though the victory was on our side, the side effects of the battle did not take long to arrive.

Everyone had different problems and injuries due to that event, but the person—turtle—you were focusing on the most was Mikey, who due to excessive use of his ninpo was left with golden scars around all of his arms. The weakness in his arms plus the stress caused his hands to shake every time he wanted to do something, making him unable to do complex things.

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Both of you were in the turtle's room, you sitting on the edge of the bed while you looked for music to play in the background, and Mikey carefully drawing in his sketchbook lying on his belly, wanting to clear his mind of everything. It didn't take long for his writing to become shaky and the boy quickly threw the pencil away with a wince, sitting on his legs as he tried to stop his hands from twitching.

"Ugh, come on..." He muttered frustratedly, his eyes beginning to water. "I was getting better already, why are they still shaking?"