Author's Note: This idea came to me while I was sitting on a couch, doing nothing. I thought about all of the fangirls the Ninja Turtles seem to accumulate online, and how each turtle gets them for a different reason. So I decided to write this tribute out to all those fangirls out there. I'm talkin' ta you! This will be a four-shot (with an epilogue,) of what happens when each of the turtles meet with their group of fangirls. If I didn't get it right, you can comment on your reason, fangirl or not. This will take place in the 2003 universe. The first three chapters may be a little boring, but the fourth should please.

The Ultimate Turtleetts

Chapter 1: Donny

Donatello reached across his lab table to retrieve his socket wrench. Upon grabbing it, he brought it up and continued tightening the bolts on his van. He had found the van in a junkyard one time when he had ventured to the surface, and had spent the last several days polishing it up and fixing it for use. He knew that once it was done, it would make travel for him and his brothers a lot easier, and it would also help with chasing after the Foot and Shredder when necessary.

He was considering calling it the Turtle Van.

"Just one more twist should do it." Donny said, tightening the bolt one last time before finishing. He took a long, deep breath and wiped the sweat off of his forehead. He looked at the van again, inspecting the whole thing.

"One down. Ninty-six bazillion to go."

Groaning, he took out an electric drill and began drilling in the smaller, finer nails on the van. Knowing how delicate equipment like this could be, he couldn't afford to miss a single spot. He worked his way up the side of the van, drilling nail after nail into its designated position. At a certain point, he took out a metal stepstool to stand on so he could reach the top. But when he went to step on it, his big toe on his right foot smacked the edge of the stool.

"Ouch!" Donny yelled, hopping up and clutching his foot, causing his tool box full of nails to slip out of his hand and clatter to the floor, spilling nails everywhere.

"Oh, shell." Donny muttered, bending down to pick up the nails. He was able to find most of them, but some of them had rolled under the van, so he crawled under it.

Needless to say, it was uncomfortable.

Crawling out, he took the nails in his hand and dumped them beside the ones he had already found. He counted them one by one, making sure he had them all.

"Fifty-nine, sixty, sixty-one….oh where's the last one?!" He said, scampering around the floor. "I can't finish this thing if I don't have every single nail!"

"Is this it?"

Donny hesitated at the soft voice that had suddenly appeared in his lab. Looking up, he saw a creamy white hand with its palm open, his missing nail inside. Sighing with relief, Donny went to grab it.

"Whew, thanks April. I don't know what I could've done without…."

He stopped talking as he looked higher. The girl with the nail in her hand was most definitely not April. She appeared younger, as if in her mid-teens instead of April's mid-twenties. Her hair, instead of a long, rich red, was a short, deep brown, held back in a ponytail. She was wearing a dirty, worn outfit, as if she was about to do construction.

In other words, not April.

Donny jumped up in shock, backing away quickly. "Who are you?"

Smiling pleasantly, the girl showed indifference to Donny's shock. She continued towards the purple-clad turtle. "Don't you want to complete your project, Donatello?"

Donny backed up against the wall, astonished that this mystery girl knew his name. "How did you find this place? How do you know who I am?"

The girl giggled lightly. "Oh Donatello. We don't need to talk about that right now."

"Oh yes we do! You think I'm just going to let some mystery girl walk into my lab without asking some questions first?!"

The girl giggled again. "Well, if you must know, I'm a bit of a fan of yours."

Donatello faltered. "Fan?" he asked.

"Yes, fan. I've been a fan of yours since I was little. I've always admired you because of your intelligence, you dedication, your hard work, and your compassion. Learning from you has helped me a lot in furthering my own intelligence, and honestly, I feel we have a lot in common."

Donny took a minute to absorb everything he had heard from this girl. "Ohhhhhkaaaaayy. Creepiness aside, how could you have learned so much from me if we just met?"

The girl paused for a minute, and then blushed a bright pink. "Well, to be honest, I've been watching you a lot, and…."

"WHAT?!"

The girl held out her hands. "No no, it's not like that!"

"WELL THEN WHAT IS IT THEN?!"

"Calm down, brainiac! Calm down. You see, I come from a world where you and your brothers are main characters on a cartoon."

"A…cartoon?"

"Yes, cartoon."

"Uh…" Donny uttered. "How do you expect me to believe that?"

The girl gave him a stern look. "Donny, you live in a world where the term "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle" isn't just a fantasy. I think you can accept alternate universes."

"Okay then." Donny continued. "Even if I can believe that, how do I know you didn't come here to attack my family or anything?"

The girl sighed exasperatedly. "Donny, I'm a teenaged girl armed with nothing but a wrench and a hammer, standing in front of a fully trained ninja. If I was even thinking of attacking you, don't you think I would've done it by now?"

Donny looked embarrassed, shuffling his feet. "No, I suppose not."

"And besides, I'm getting the chance of a lifetime here. I'm meeting my favorite Ninja Turtle, and it's not a dream! I'd never try to hurt you!"

Donny looked up at the girl. "Are you being honest?"

The girl responded by walking up to the turtle and placing her hand on his shoulder. "Of course I am." She hoisted her hammer on her shoulder. "Now, do you want to get this done or not?"

Donny stopped for a moment, thinking it over. Finally he said to the girl with a small smile. "Okay. Even though this is still rattling my brain, and you still have a lot of explaining to do, I guess we could work on this for the time being."

The girl beamed at him. "Excellent." Turning around, she raised her hand to her mouth. "Come on in, girls!"

All of a sudden, twenty more girls, all equipped with building equipment, came rushing into Don's lab. Don jerked back in surprise.

"What the shell?!"

The girl turned back to Don, chuckling softly at his antics. "What, you thought you had only one fangirl? Don't be silly."

Don held out his arms dramatically. "Well, I didn't expect this many?!"

"Oh trust me, this isn't even a fraction of it. You should see the websites."

"Websites?"

"I'll show you later."

Growing determined, she walked up to the other girls and held up her hands. Instantly, all of them went quiet. In a commanding voice, the first girl, who Don guessed was the leader, said, "Alright girls, settle down! Now, you all like Donny, right?!"

"Right!" They all said.

"And he's your favorite Ninja Turtle, right?!"

"Right!" They repeated.

"He needs help finishing his project! Are we just going to stand here and let him slave away all by himself?!"

"NO!"

The lead girl gestured towards the unfinished Turtle Van. "Then hop to it, girls!"

With a cheer, the fangirls rushed towards the van and instantly began fixing it up. Donny was astonished by how quickly they formed different groups to work on different parts of the van, and before his eyes, he could see the van being finished. Seeing his shock, the lead girl walked up to him with a smile.

"A bit shocked, are we?!"

Donny stuttered, "Well….yeah! Having fans was surprising enough, but fans that can do all this?! How is this possible?!"

"Donny, we're your fans. Of course we're going to be the smart ones."

"Need a lab coat, Donny?"

Another voice brought the brainy turtle back to reality. He felt a white lab coat being dressed on his shoulders, and he turned around to find another fangirl. She was already dressed in a lab coat, along with goggles, gloves, and beakers in her hands.

"What do we need this for?"

The new fangirl chuckled. "For chemistry, silly. You're going to need some help deciphering that Utrom virus, aren't you?"

Donny paused, and then broke out in a smile. "Oh, don't tell me some of you know advanced chemistry and physics as well!"

To the girl's nod, Don's smile grew even wider. The first girl, seeing his reaction, clapped the turtle on the shoulder. "Well, Donny, how do you like your fans?"

As Donny was being led to his lab table by a group of the fangirls, he gave the first one a satisfied grin. "Oh, I could get used to this."

Author's Note: Well, there's what happens when Donny meets his fangirls. Again, I don't know for what reason every single fangirl likes the brainy turtle, so I just made them all polite, smart, and helpful. Leo's next! And for any that are wondering, no I'm not going to procrastinate like before. The second and third chapters are already done, and I'm in the process of the fourth. And the story's only five chapters long, so you'll get the whole thing pretty soon.