Without a Flipper

Don: Am I still a psycho in this chapter?

Me: Kind of, but Leo and Raph are kind of nuts too. But it's nothing. You're all just overprotective of Mikey, and he doesn't like it.

Mikey: Hey don't give the story away!

Me: Okay, okay, let's just start it now. Leo, do you want to do the disclaimer this time?

Leo: Okay, (clears throat) Alexis does not own the rights to tmnt or the movie "Without a Paddle." How was that?

Me: Nice, thanx Leo. Oh, and to everyone reading, Raph says 'hi'

Raph: No I don't!

Chapter 2 Dinner with a Bear

"I hate you guys."

"Aw, we hate you too Donny." Mikey said sweetly as he kissed Donny on the cheek. Raph and Leo couldn't help but laugh. Don pushed Mikey away.

"Quit it Mikey! Let's just get this trip over with."

"Whateva' you say Donny." said Raph as he playfully splashed Don with some water. So, one thing led to another and pretty soon, they were all soaking wet and laughing. It looked like this trip might be fun after all. Eventually, they reached their first days marker, a large stone in the shape of a clenched hand called 'Thick Fist Rock.'

"Here we are guys." said Leo as they got the canoe onto shore.

"Whoo-Hoo!" cheered Mikey, "I'm makin' s'mores tonight!"

Soon it got dark and for the past 2 hours, Donny had been trying desperately to light a fire with some rocks.

"Donny! Give it up already!" yelled a very impatient Raphael.

"Yeah Don! You know, you could always try this new invention. It's this fancy thing called 'matches'." said Mikey sarcastically.

"C'mon guys, I saw this on the Discovery Channel, so let me do this."

"Okay Donny," said Leo patiently, "whatever you say."

After 127 more tries, Donny finally gets the fire started.

"YES!" he yelled triumphantly, "I've done it! I've created FIRE!!!"

"Sorry Don, but I think some cave-dudes beat'ya to that invention." Said Mikey

"Hey, I got a fire going didn't I? You guys could be a bit more grateful."

"Yeah Donny, thanks for making something that we could have easily had 3 hours ago!" said Raph sarcastically.

"Anyway," said Leo, "now that the fire's going, what's for dinner Donny?"

"Hey, don't look at me, Mikey's the chef here." They all turned to Mikey.

"For tonight, we're eatin' what the great outdoors has to offer ." This confused the older turtles. "Salmon dudes! C'mon!' said Mikey as he began running toward the river. The other's weren't sure if Mikey was serious or not, but they decided to go with his plan and try to catch some fish.

"Mikey," Donny said as they caught up with their youngest, "how exactly are we going to catch a fish without any gear?"

"Donny, just go with your instincts dude, let that savage cave-turtle inside of you out!" Mikey said as he patted Donny's plastron. "Plus we'll use a flashlight to shine'em." Mikey began making a figure 8 shape in the river.

"Mikey, if you catch a fish I'll give ya my best sai and my right nut." Said Raph.

"You got it bro!" said Mikey with a big smile on his face. Suddenly, Mikey shot his hand into the water and threw a big salmon at his brothers. Not expecting this, they tried to catch the fish, but failed.

"C'mon dudes! You're s'posed to grab it!" said Mikey, a bit irritated. Leo, Raph, and Donny were stunned.

"Can you do that again?!" asked Donny, excitedly.

"Fine, but you guys have to catch it this time, got it?"

"Got it!" They all said in unison.

This time when Mikey threw the fish, his brothers didn't even react. Not even Raph when it hit him in the face.

"Dudes! You said you'd catch it!" His brothers didn't say anything, but they all motioned for him to be quiet.

"Guys, what are you staring at?" Mikey asked as he turned around. Towering over him was a huge, furry, hungry-looking bear.

"RUN!" he yelled. All 4 of them ran as fast as they could as the bear chased after them. They didn't know how to fight a bear! Suddenly, Raph, Leo, and Donny heard Mikey yell their names. They turned to see their little brother lying on the ground, with his foot in a hole and the bear was right behind him!

"MIKEY!" They yelled. Just when it looked like the bear was going to bite Mikey's head off, Raph jumped at it and kicked it away.

"Keep yer paws offa my brother!" he yelled. Leo and Donny ran over to Mikey as Raph fought off the bear.

"Are you alright?" Don asked, worried.

"Well, aside from the fact that my ankle is killing me! Yea, I'm fine."

"Well c'mon! Let's get you out of here!" Donny pulled Mikey up and put his arm around his shoulder for support. Just then, Raph came over looking very sad.

"What's happened Raph?" asked Leo.

"I-I didn't mean to I SWEAR! She just jumped and I was holdin' up my sai and . . . and I . . ." Raph looked down, ashamed of himself. Leo placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled sympathetically at him.

"It's okay Raph. It was an accident." Raph smiled a little, then looked at Don and Mikey. His smile vanished. "Donny, what's wrong with Mikey?!" he asked as he looked over his baby brother.

"Dude relax! It's just a sprained ankle! I'll be fine. I just need to-OUCH!" he yelled, making his brothers jump.

"Mikey, what's wrong?!" Raph asked, concerned.

"I don't know, it barely touched the ground!" Donny was very worried about this.

"Mikey, sit down for a second." He said as he helped his younger brother to the ground. He gently grabbed his brothers foot and set it on his lap. "Mikey, tell me if this hurts." He lightly pressed a spot above Mikey's ankle and his younger brother let out a cry of pain. "I'll take that as a yes." He said as he helped Mikey stand up again. "Mikey, it looks like your ankle was a little more than sprained." Mikey flinched.

"Donny," he asked, "What is a little more than sprained?"

Donny sighed, "It means you won't be able to walk for a little while, but if I wrap it, you should be able to walk by tomorrow." Mikey relaxed. Then Raph walked over to them and pointed to his shell.

"C'mon Mikey, I'll give ya a lift." They all carefully lifted Mikey onto Raph's shell and began walking back to the campsite.

Mikey: (Glares at me)

Me: what?

Mikey: I GET A SPRAINED ANKLE!!!

Me: Hey, do you want me to make it a shattered ankle?

Mikey: (grumbles) Fine, whatever. (leaves my room

Me: Dude, you've been hanging out with Raph too much.