Chapter One
Splinter was watching his favorite show when his four sons came running up, one with his hand in his mouth and the others wondering why.
"Master Splinter, Raphie has something wong in his mouth," Michelangelo told him as Raphael walked up to him, hand still in his mouth.
"What is the matter Raphael?" their sensei, Splinter asked as he tried to pull the little turtle's hand out of his mouth, who just made a face a the fact at what he was doing. "Raphael, please let me see what is wrong." he then took his hand out of his mouth and kept his mouth open after pointing at one tooth. "Yes, what is wrong with it?"
"It hurts bad, and it will move a lot when I touch it." Raphael told his sensei as Splinter looked at it and moved it himself.
"Your tooth is ready to come out Raphael," Splinter told the little worrying turtle as he then cocked his head.
"My tooth is going to come out?" he asked as a worried face then showed.
"My son, a new tooth will come in it's place in a few days after this tooth comes out, some thing you will need not to worry about," he then stroked his son's head to comfort him. "Now, when that baby tooth comes out, you won't have a tooth there for a few days, but as I said, do not worry my son, a new tooth will come in," their sensei told him as he turned back to his show, which had just cam back on.
"Okay sen-say," Michelangelo replied as he took off before his brothers could catch up.
"Wait Mike!!" Leo squeaked as he took off, Don then Raph came running. They then saw Michelangelo staring at something, something pink. "What is it?" Leo asked as he walked up beside Mike.
"Yuck, it's pink all over." Raphael said pointing at the creature as it shrieked at him, making them all jerk back.
"It's alive!!" Mikey shrieked as he jumped even more back.
"It's half naked too." Don stated as he pulled his head back.
When Splinter heard Don's last statement, he rose to his feet to see what it was just as the creature yelled loudly, making him pick up his pace. When he came up to it, he then looked stunned at what he saw. "It is a bird, something pulled it's feathers out, and it isn't naked, just bald." he told them.
Just as he did such Michelangelo walked over to the screaming bird, picked it up, which made it scream louder, and turned to Splinter and asked; "Can I keep it?" he squeaked.