When You're On Your Period

Leo

You were laying on the couch, groaning, and holding your stomach. Stupid period...it always had to come in the middle of month. You let out a hiss of pain as another cramp hit you hard and fast. Well, there was really only one solution to this...you had to cut out your ovaries.

"What are you doing?" Leo asked, sounding amused.

"Failing at stopping my ovaries from killing me." You moaned, looking at an upside-down Leo.

"And you're upside-down because?"

"Because it stops the blood from coming down and murdering my soul." You snapped. There was silence for a few minutes.

"Y/n?" Leo asked. You opened your eyes to see a glass of water and two white pills.

"Is that...Tylenol?" You asked incredulously.

"Yeah, doesn't that help with cramps?" Leo asked.

"Leo, you saved my life!" You beamed, swallowing the two pills.

"You're welcome." Leo smiled down at you.

"Aw, I love you!" You started crying, hanging onto to Leo like your life depended on it.

Raph

"Um, y/n, why are you curled up in a ball?" His voice floated towards you.

"Because I'm doomed to suffer the moment I became female." You snapped.

"I didn't think girls suffered." Raph said. You could hear the smile in his voice.

"You don't understand! These cramps are going to kill me!" You sobbed.

"I have chocolate?" Raph offered.

"Oh my gosh, I love you Raphie!" You gushed, snatching the chocolate from his outstretched hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Raph asked, surprised at your mood swings. Then something seemed to click in his brain, something that he had read in a magazine. It was talking about cramps, mood swings, bouts of violence, and bleeding.

"Y-y/n? Are you on your period?" Raph asked hesitantly.

"Yes. Good job Raph, I'm proud of you." You said sarcastically.

"Right...well, im just going to get you some Tylenol..." Raph trailed off as you burst into tears again.

"What? What did I do wrong?!" He asked, flapping his arms around uselessly.

"Don't leave me alone!" You shrieked.

Donnie

He edged around the corner to see you playing Call of Duty upside-down on the couch.

"Die! Die human scum! Die! Muhahaha!" You laughed evilly, killing every living thing within sight.

"Um, y/n? Aren't humans good?" Donnie asked, stepping into the room.

"No! They have sex, and make babies, and then they suffer!" You growled, killing a particular sexy looking man.

"And how do they suffer?" Donnie asked, curious as to where this conversation was going.

"They have little girls that have to grow up and live through hell and back every month!" You sobbed, pausing the game.

"Oh, y/n, I'm sorry. I'll be right back ok?" Donnie said, nearly bolting from the room. Meanwhile, you went back to killing things again.

A couple minutes later, Donnie was back.

"Y/n, do you want some Tylenol? It might help with your...urge to kill men?" Donnie offered. You gratefully took the glass of water, and swallowed the pills.

"Oh my gosh, like, Donnie, like, you are totally the best, like, boyfriend ever!" You gushed.

"Uh huh." Donnie laughed nervously.

"Only once a month." He reminded himself in an undertone.

Mikey

He was stunned to see you at the table, wolfing down chocolate and salad. Your salad had some very strange things in it, like croutons, peanuts, and raspberries.

"Y/n, what are you eating?" Mikey asked weakly, pulling out his own pizza.

"I'm eating chocolate, and anything that won't make my cramps worse." You answered him, mouth full of chocolate.

"How...what are cramps?" Mikey asked, confused.

"The worst thing that Mother Nature can give anybody!" You said viciously, stabbing a raspberry and laughing manically.

"Alright, well...I'm just going to see Donnie for a second." Mikey said, leaving quickly. You burst into tears, eating your chocolate miserably.

A few minutes later, Mikey came back with a glass of water and two pills, and set them down next to you. There was a few minutes of silence.

"Y-y/n? I'm really sorry that your ovaries try to kill you once a month. Donnie said that you'll probably have really bad mood swings too, but I got you some Tylenol and a bar of chocolate." Mikey said hesitantly, giving you a Hershey bar.

"Oh my gosh Mikey, you're the best!" You squealed.

"Thanks y/n!" Mikey beamed.

"No! You're not allowed to be happier than me!" You snarled.

"Donnie!" Mikey yelled, scared.

"No Mike, don't leave me!" You cried.

Yeah, I don't have any of these problems. Go on, be jealous and hate me. :)