This entire story has been written by my sister kookybanana and me. We've been working on it over Skype while we're at school. Also, I've been rewatching the second season, so I'm laughing at the hysterical antics, and it sparks weird conversations between the two of us. And we make comments like this:

"For the record, Mikey does NOT look nice in a pink dress. And now he's getting pickup lines from a guy with blue tentacles."

Disclaimer: we don't own them blah blah legal blah insert more drabble here

Now where'd we put the coffee?

Don reached into another cabinet; once again, his effort was fruitless. He groaned - Leo had probably hidden it somewhere to reduce his caffiene intake, convinced that it was bad for him. No worries; he could always fall back on chocolate or Red Bull or something...

"Hey, braniac."

He started - no coffee - then settled. "Morning, Raph. D'you know where Leo put the coffee?"

Raph looked sleepily at him and chuckled. "I'd tell ya if I knew. He doesn't want me drinkin' it, either."

Donnie thought carefully for a minute. "I got it!" he exclaimed. "We'll go up top and get some."

His older brother looked at him as though trying to fathom what he had just said. "You just said we should go up top. Who are you, and what have you done with my logical bro that would take Leo's side in somethin' like this?"

"Logic flew out the door with the coffee," the genius retorted. "I suggest we follow it, unless you have a better idea."

The hothead thought about it for a couple seconds, then looked at his brother and replied, "No, not really. Unless we have Red Bull, which I doubt for some reason." He stared pointedly at Michelangelo's room.

"Anyway, let's go."

"Quietly," Don said. "We don't want Leo or Splinter catching us up top in broad daylight."

Raph glared at him with a 'no-freaking-duh' expression.

"And we'll need some intel on our siblings' whereabouts..."

"That's easy. Leo's meditatin'. Mikey's playin' Dance Dance Revolution, or somethin' like that."

"And Splinter?"

"Uh, I dunno, prob'ly in his room. Can we go now?"

"No, because when we think Splinter's in his room, he's usually actually watching us and in on the plan already." Don glanced around suspiciously. "But let's just go, he'd have caught us anyway."

"Right."

Raph had learned that in a house full of ninjas, the only way to sneak out was to act casual. He and Donnie chatted amicably as they strolled toward the door, checking one last time to make sure nobody was paying any attention before slipping out.

A split second later, Leo landed next to Mikey and asked, "Who exactly do they think they're fooling?"

"Yeah, dude. Raph wasn't thinking. Since when does he talk that much?"

Mikey was looking up at Leo expectantly; he had even paused kicking Twilight King Zant's butt to stop. "You gonna tell Sensei?"

He pondered this for a minute. "No, we don't have the time. We'll tail them."

"Dude, you know what happens when -"

"No time, Mikey. Come on." He ran to the door in classic Leo fashion and slipped out.

"Come on, I almost won!" Mikey groaned, but he tossed the controller to the floor and followed his leaderly older brother.

Donnie perched on the top of an apartment building directly across the street from Starbuck's.

"Normally, I'm a coffee snob, but we'll have to make an exception in this case. Our disappearance won't remain unnoticed for long. What do you want?" He turned to Raph.

He was already gone.

"Shell," he whispered, watching his impatient brother lightfoot his way to the back door. "I better watch him and make sure he doesn't steal anything."

Raph pulled out his sai and started picking the lock. Pretty easy lock; the security here obviously wasn't that good. He finished, stuck his weapon back in his belt and opened the door a crack.

He found himself in a small, refrigerated storage room.

"Okay, where's the door?" he wondered. After thoroughly scouring the area, he concluded that the room was completely separate from the main restaurant (dang weird architecture) and started for the door he'd just left.

Looks like it only opens from the outside, he thought, observing the hinges.

Then he remembered that he'd closed it to stop passersby from noticing him.

Okay, no worries, Don would come for him and open the door. Simple.

But we all know it's never that easy.

Outside, a teenager was talking on his cell phone.

"Yeah, I'm sure he went in there... no, it only opens from out here... well, I guess someone might... Okay, okay, I'll block it up until you get here." He motioned to a couple of his buddies in the alley and together, they shoved some heavy boxes and a dumpster in front of the door.

"Let's go, guys. Hun says he'll take care of the rest." They left, swinging their tattooed arms.

Don surveyed the scene from his place on the roof. Why did a normal morning coffee run always have to turn into a disaster of some kind?

He needed to get that dumpster out of the way for sure - Raph would try to break down the door and probably wind up breaking something important.

Meanwhile, Raph hammered a piece of steel shelving against the door. He'd already broken one sai while trying to jam it into the door frame, so he'd decided to leave his weapons out of his losing battle with the impenetrable hunk of metal.

At that moment he really wished he'd thought to bring his Shell Cell.

Suddenly, a white mist started flying into the room through the vents, and he could guess that it wasn't coffee creamer.

In fact, from the scent of it - and he'd smelled this stuff way too many times - this was chloroform.

He started yelling, hoping that Donnie would get the hint. As his mind started getting fuzzy, he wondered what Leo would have said about the words he'd been using.

The room filled with Foot Ninjas just as his shell hit the concrete floor.

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