To my readers: If you don't know what Lost Tapes is, it's a Animal Planet show about animals of myth. And, if you don't like horror, I suggest you don't watch it. *Especially not the Dover Demon.*
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It was a warm, sunny day in the midst of Utah. A cloudless spring day that seems to reach in and fill everyone's mind with peace and relaxation. Everyone's except Leonardo Hamato's.
Leo was trying to decide which of his two brothers, which were with him, to blame on this situation. But…then again, what could blaming do in this predicament?
&&FLASHBACK&&
"Big bags there, April," the gentle natured terrapin noted on the luggage bags near their human friend's door.
April rolled her eyes, "Well Donnie, aren't you feeling nice and happy today. For your information, I haven't been sleeping well because-"
"April!" Don frowned thoughtfully, "I meant the luggage bags."
"Oh, sorry, Don," She offered her apology with a smile, which Donatello accepted.
"Where ya off ta?" Raphael asked, sitting beside Donnie, his eyes still glued to the television. (The Bulldogs were whopping the Gator's bottoms.)
"Utah," April replied, stuffing some hair care supplies into another bag in her small kitchen, "Bear Lake, Utah."
"Cool!" A grinning face pricked with enthusiasm popped up from the floor. "Home of the," He paused dramatically before he whispered, "Bear Lake Monster." In return, poor Mikey received a thorough thwack in the head.
"Ow, Raphy!" The youngest whined, rubbing his head.
"Everyone knows that only babies believe in monsters, ya shell fer brains," Raph rumbled. "It's fake."
"Nu-uh!" Michelangelo protested, "I saw it on Lost Tapes!"
"Mikey, not everything on TV is true," Donnie explained gently.
"But everything on Animal Planet is true!" Mikey frowned, "You said so yourself!"
"The fact shows! Didn't you see in the beginning of that show? It clearly states that 'This show is based on the possibility that these creatures exist.'" Don pointed out, and Raph mumbled an agreement.
Mikey, sick of the fight when (in his mind) he was clearly right, turned back to the football game.
"What's a city girl like you doing in a country state like Utah?" Leo spoke up from the window of the one person apartment.
"I have an older cousin who lives on her farm there with her husband and two twins, who are about you guys' age," April smiled, setting the last of the five bags by the door. "She invited me to stay a week out there with her. Calls it relaxation therapy." She shrugged at the last sentence.
"Like the country mouse and the city mouse, huh?" Mikey smiled broadly, not looking abnormal on his face at all. Raph rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, I guess you could look at it that way," April smiled back.
"When do you leave?" Leo asked.
"Tomorrow, the flight's scheduled to leave at ten, but with today's security it'll probably be more like noon," She sighed.
A few nods of agreement drifted across the room.
"Can we come?" Mikey smiled, hoping what wouldn't work on his brothers would work on April.
April, however, gave Mikey a pity smile. "I wouldn't mind, but I'm not sure how well my cousin would take it."
Mikey planted his face into the carpet, crestfallen. He wanted to meet the Bear Lake Monster. Maybe, it was just a misunderstood mutant, like he and his brothers. …A man eating one.
April frowned, she hadn't thought he would have taken it that hard. Then she remember something she had found accidentally stuffed at the bottom of one of her deliveries that she had saved for him. She ran back to her room and came back out with a Superman collectible figurine.
"Here," She knelt down in front of the saddened turtle, "maybe this'll make it up to you."
Mikey lifted his head and grinned. "Woah!" He took the figurine, "Does it ever! Thank!" He gave April a wide smile.
April returned the smile and stood up, "Take good care of it for me, okay?"
Mikey nodded, grinning at his new treasure, "I promise! I won't let it out of my sight."
"He really won't," Raph grumbled, already thinking about all the ways that he would be irritated by his younger brother's new toy.
April shook her head as she turned her back to them, mouthing the word "boys" with a smile.
As she continued to check and recheck over thing she needed, Donnie and Raph were trying to watch the football game over and around a flying Superman.
"Fly, Superman, fly!" Mikey screeched, jumping about the small apartment as best he could while holding Superman high in the air. "It's the Joker!"
"Idiot," Raph muttered, irritable because of his inability to watch the game, "The Joker is the Batman's enemy." Don nodded, not looking to happy himself.
Mikey simply looked at Raph, as usual he was ignorant to his hot-headed brother's mockery, with a wide smile. "The Batman and Superman joined forces," He declared, prideful.
Raph pricked a nonexistent eyebrow, "Where's Batman then?"
Mikey chuckled, "Joker already killed the Batman with the help of Poison Ivy."
Raph twitched and frowned, "Joker can't kill the Batman. Batman's got all those gadget things, right?"
Mikey's grin grew, "Poison Ivy stole them in the night." He snickered.
"And since when does Poison Ivy work for the Joker?" Raphael inquired.
Mikey puffed out his chest, "Since I said so, that's when! Geez! Why must a man explain everything?"
Raph cracked a grin. "If you're a man," He stood up, "then ya gotta prove it ta me." He cracked a knuckle.
"A-heh," Mikey's grin turned into a sheepish smile. "Back to base, Superman!" He screeched, running to April's bags and placing Superman in his 'base', which was actually a front pocket in a black duffle bag that wasn't in use.
"That's what I thought," Raph mumbled, sitting down with a smile, because Superman no longer blocked the game. Even Don cracked a smile at Raph's little decoy plan.
Mikey had come back and placed himself back in the floor where he was before, silently watching the game.
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Leonardo frowned, recalling the scene was the start of the catastrophe.
"Hey, Leo!" Leo turned to see Mikey running toward him with a rooster in his hands. "Look at this pretty chicken!" The rooster's head was bobbing to and fro, looking for something to peck so it could free itself.
"Uh, Mikey…" Leo started as the eyes of the rooster had managed to stick sight on one of Mikey's hand. But, Leo was too late, and he flinched as Mikey screamed at the peck of the rooster. Mikey had dropped the rooster and one would think that it would be quite happy and content on the ground and would walk away, but mister rooster had other plans. He went straight for Mikey's feet, clucking madly.
Michelangelo screamed again as his foot had barely dodged the rooster's beak. He took a step back, thinking the rooster wanted some room. But the rooster wasn't interested in room, it was interested in inflicting pain on Mikey's feet.
Mikey started to back away. "Good chicken, good chicken," he murmured hopefully. But as you can figure, coaxing does not work on angry roosters. As poor Mikey continued to back away, the rooster still stared at Mikey's feet, and kept walking back up to him.
Leo, having nothing he could think to do, simply decided to watch Mikey learn the lesson of angry roosters…even though he had never even met a rooster himself.
After a while, mister rooster got bored of walking and getting no where, in fact, it made him even madder. So he opened his wings and squawked with anger and took off at full speed for Mikey's feet.
Mikey yelped and turned to run from the wrath of the rooster. "Bad chicken!" He wailed. "Raphy, you said this thing was nice!"
Leo heard Raph laugh somewhere in the distance in the direction Mikey was running. "Sorry, bro, couldn't resist," He laughed.
Leo groaned and desperately asked God why Donny couldn't have come in place of one of them. They were simply a bad combination, like sardines on pizza. This was going to be a long week. Then again, Leo breathed in the fresh air of the Utah country, if those two managed to stay out of trouble he might manage to enjoy this week a little. Oh…and if Mikey had forgotten about the Bear Lake Monster.