Disclaimer: I don't own the turtles or anything Disney, unfortunately.
A/N: This just hit me randomly and I couldn't shake the idea so here it is. It's just meant to be fun so hopefully you'll all enjoy it. Oh and this takes places in the 2012 cartoon series (that I'm absolutely obsessed with now).
Chapter One- With a Smile and a Song
"I hope you know we almost lost the fight because of that stupid book, Mikey," Raphael fumed. The four brother turtles returned to their lair after a fierce fight against some Kraang droids. Fighting off the drones of aliens was becoming monotonous now but they had to do whatever was needed to protect the city.
Michelangelo frowned at his older brother. "Don't hate, bro."
"Why are you even reading that?" Donatello inquired, taking a seat next to him. "Aren't you a little old for fairytales?"
"Guys, April let me borrow this book. She said she grew up with these stories and that it was important for her childhood. Not only that, but these princesses are total babes!" Mikey explained. "My favorite is totally Rapunzel. She's got the prettiest hair and goes around swinging a frying pan as a weapon."
Donnie wasn't impressed. "That doesn't sound much like a princess."
"Oh! And Aurora would be a great match for Raph! She sleeps the whole time so she won't have to hear his horrible snoring!" That comment earned Mikey a slap across the back of his head. He rubbed the spot gingerly before continuing. "Or Jasmine works. She's got a bit of an attitude. And maybe Belle for Donnie? She falls in love with a hideous beast in her story. Or maybe even Ariel, who becomes human for her prince. Hear that Don? She's not human so maybe you have a chance." He flipped through the book to show the guys a picture of the little mermaid, named Ariel.
"I like her hair…" Donnie mumbled, ignoring Mikey's comment.
Mikey rolled his eyes. "So I guess Ariel for Donnie because she looks like April with her red hair."
Leonardo decided to chime in. "Alright now I'm curious. Who would you put with me?"
Mikey looked thoughtful. He began sifting through the pages trying to find the perfect picture. "Well, from your past crushes, i.e. Karai, I guess the best princess for you would be Mulan. She's not technically a princess though, but she did save all of China by pretending to be a dude and becoming an epic warrior! That seems up your alley."
"Uh…thanks?" Leo looked at the picture. "She is pretty though."
Raph groaned in annoyance. "And then maybe when we're done reading princess stories, we can braid each other's' hair and have a pillow fight." He turned around and headed for his room. "I'm going to bed."
"Raph's right," Leo agreed. "We should get some rest."
The other two brothers agreed. Mikey left the Disney princess storybook on the couch and headed to bed as well.
The following morning, the fours turtles sleepily ambled into the living room of the lair. They had left the television on last night but that wasn't what caught their eye when they tried to settle in to watch their Saturday morning shows.
"What is that?" Raphael asked first, breaking the stunned silence.
Lying on the couch was a young woman sleeping soundly. Her back was facing them as she slept and used Mikey's book as a pillow. All they could really tell of her was that she had short black hair with a red bow in it.
"Duh, Raph, it's a girl," Mikey replied. "Ow!" He exclaimed after getting punched by his brother in red.
"Yeah, Einstein, I know it's a girl. But who is she? And what is she doing here?"
Leo asked, "Do you think she's working with the Shredder? Or Karai?"
Raph crossed his arms over his chest and gave Leo an annoyed look. "I'm pretty sure if she were working for our enemies, she wouldn't be sleeping on our couch. She'd be trying to kill us!"
The sudden volume of his voice caused the young woman to stir in her sleep. A mumbled groan escaped her lips and she shifted in her sleep. The four jumped back, startled that she might be waking up. She sat up slowly and stretched her arms over her head. They could see what she looked like now. She had porcelain skin with rosy cheeks and bright red lips. She was very pretty. Her brown eyes opened slowly and made eye contact with each of the turtles. The boys stood with bated breath as they waited for her reaction; to see if she would freak out at seeing mutant turtles or if she would attack as if she were an enemy.
She squeaked in surprise but made no moves to attack. Instead, she straightened up, taking in their appearances and smiled. "Why…why, you're turtles! How do you do?"
"Uh…how do you do what?" Mikey asked, not understanding what she meant.
"Oh, you can talk! I'm so glad!" She looked around the room as if absorbing her location for the first time and her smile widened.
Mikey's eyes grew to the size of saucers and his jaw dropped. He pointed accusingly at the woman and began sputtering nonsense trying to form coherent words. "Dudes! I think this is Snow White! Look she's got the 'lips red as a rose, hair black as ebony, and skin white as snow'! And the signature yellow dress and red bow in her hair!"
Donnie rolled his eyes. "Mikey, that's not possible."
The young woman nodded. "Oh, but I am. And who might you be?"
Raphael took a step towards her and frowned. "Sister, you're in our home. We ask the questions here."
Mikey gasped and shoved Raph out of the way. He kneeled in front of Snow White and held her hands in his. "Please forgive my stupid brother, princess! He's an uncultured swine! I am your humble servant Michelangelo! And these are my brothers, Leonardo, Donatello, and…ugh, Raphael."
Snow White giggled. "What interesting names for turtles."
"Yeah, our father liked the Renaissance artists," Leo chimed in.
Snow White rose from the couch and straightened out the nonexistent wrinkles in her dress. She fluffed up her hair to make sure it was perfect and faced the turtles again. She held Mikey's large hands in her small ones and said, "Thank you so much for your hospitality. I had nowhere else to go. Until I can figure something out would it be alright if I stayed? I can keep house for you! I wash and sweep and cook. My stepmother forced me to work as her maid so I have plenty of practice."
It took a lot of deliberation- Mikey wasn't exactly giving the best reasons as to why she should stay ("Dudes. She's so cute! And she said she'd try to learn how to make pizza! How cool is that?")- but eventually, Splinter resigned to letting her stay as long as they were always keeping an eye on her. Without having to be asked, Snow White began tidying up the place, the best that she could. She never once complained about the smell of the sewers and having to clean up after the mutant turtles, which they all found rather suspicious (except Mikey).
"I just don't get it," Leonardo voiced his concern to his brothers. They were hiding out in Donnie's lab to make sure they weren't overheard while Splinter stayed out in the kitchen keeping Snow White company and keeping an eye on her. "Where did this girl even come from? And what does she want?"
"It's also really weird that she isn't the least bit freaked out about the way we look," Raph said. "Maybe she was brought in from another dimension by the Kraang to trick us or something."
Donnie placed a finger thoughtfully under his chin. "I don't think you're far off from that one."
"Donnie! You can't honestly tell me that you think the kindest, sweetest princess of all time is working with the Kraang. It goes against everything she stands for!" Mikey said.
Donnie turned to his brother. "Mikey, wasn't your book hit by one of the Kraang's devices? I think what happened was that it somehow caused the character in your book to come alive. For what, I'm not sure."
"So you're thinking Snow White is actually the princess she says she is because she came straight out of the book?" Leo asked.
"That's exactly what I think."
"So what do we do with her?"
No one had an answer for that.
"Well, can we at least enjoy the fact that we have a pretty girl in the lair and it wasn't against her will?" Mikey asked.
Donnie glared. "April isn't forced to come hang out with us, Mikey."
Michelangelo scoffed. "Yeah, but she's not a princess. Duh."
The four left the lab and were hit with an incredible smell coming from the kitchen. Splinter and Snow White were having a conversation over the stove as she stirred something inside the pot. It was so tantalizing that the turtles began to salivate. The walked towards the pair and sat at the counter.
"That smells better than pizza…whatcha makin' Snow?" Mikey asked.
"I'm making my special soup," she replied with a smile. "And for dessert, I'm making a cheesecake, by request of Master Splinter. It's not quite ready yet so you'll have just enough time to wash before supper."
The four turtles looked at each other questioningly but didn't move. Snow White noticed this and turned around. "Perhaps you've already washed?"
Mikey grinned, realizing this perfect opportunity to lie. "Yes ma'am! We're pretty much squeaky clean!"
Leo, Donny, and Raph agreed easily.
Snow White wasn't fooled however. She placed her hands sternly at her hips and glared at the four turtles. "Let me see your hands."
They didn't move.
"Well, then, go straight to the washroom and clean up or you'll not get a bite to eat!" She waved a menacing finger before turning back to the stove.
"You heard the princess, my sons," Splinter said. "You must wash before dinner."
"Sensei!" Mikey exclaimed. "Whose side are you on?" The four turtles trudged to the bathroom mumbling annoyed opinions. Mikey's was the loudest, "Who does she think she is? Our mom?"
