Disclaimer: IwanttoowntheturtlesbutIdon'tandIneverwill.
A/n: Sorry It's taking forever for the 3 of us to post up our story but between college and work we don't have time. we'll try to get the next chp out as soon as we can. Till then enjoy this next segment of Turtle Soup.
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I looked up at the clock for the 4th time that night. It was already close to closing time. "I told that girl no fucking side trips." I growled as she cleaned the tables. "I'm going to close shop and if she's not here by then her ass is grass." I cursed as I went through clean up.
All the workers were starting to leave and soon I was the only one left in the parlor and the city lights were starting to get brighter as the sun descended. "That's it!" I growled out as I went to the Pizzeria's main phone and called my sister.
The phone rang and buzzed as the turtles just stared at it.
"Do you think we should answer it?"
"I'm not entirely sur-"
"City Morgue. You kill em we chill em"
The phone was immediately snatched out of Mikey's hand and the call immediately cut short
"Michelangelo, just WHAT do you think you're doing?"
"I believe its called a prank call"
"You idiot, do you have any idea what you have just done? That was probably someone very close to the poor girl and now they're gonna be worried sick."
"Oh yeah, I kind of forgot about that didn't I?"
"You think?"
"Well, I'm sure it can't be all that bad, right? Right?"
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"Malditasea...Where is she? I told her no shortcuts!" I fumed as I stalked around the pizzeria, picking up whatever trash the customers had left.
It'd been almost two hours since she left to do the delivery and she hadn't even called to tell me if she'd arrived home or not. She was so dead when I found her…
Picking up the phone for the 10th time, I tried her number again. She'd better answer this time or I swear I'll…
"City Morgue. You kill 'em, we chill 'em!" Came a obnoxiously peppy voice with a surfer accent from the other end. What the…
"Mikey! What the shell are you doing? Gimme that!" *click*
I pulled the phone away from my face and stared at for a minute. Then blinked…and blinked again.
"Oh my God! ROSALINDA!"
After that freaky phone call, I immediately rushed to the last place my sister was supposed to be. As soon as I turned the corner, I saw her bike parked outside the antique shop. Oh God, I hope Mrs. Jones has seen her…
I barged through the door and started yelling near hysterically.
"Mrs. Jones? Mr. Jones? Are you here? My sister's missing and I thought you guys might know where she is…I think she's in trouble, some weird guy answered her phone and I don't know what to do!"
A long haired face poked its way around the corner in response to the shouting.
"Is that you Elena? Rosalinda is missing you say?"
"Yes she is. She was supposed to come here to deliver a pizza to some usual clients but she hasn't come back. When I called her phone to see what was wrong, some guy picked up saying it was the city morgue and I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!"
Casey was unsure how to proceed. How the hell do you handle a bitch of a women who is now crazy and anxious on top of being unusually bitchy?
"Right... well I have an idea as to what may have happened to her. Now uh... I'll just go make that call to some friends of mine while you just... APRIL!"
"Elena? Elena, sweetie, what's wrong?"
"Oh, Mrs. Jones, it's my sister. She's missing!" I broke down as soon as the words were out of my mouth. Now that they were said, the reality of the situation came at me like a slap.
"Now, now, don't panic. I didn't know your sister was here…why don't you tell me from the beginning?"
As I explained to her that my sister was living and working with me now, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Casey, April's husband, was trying to sneak out and was pulling out his cell phone.
"…And then the last time I called her, some guy with a bad surfer accent answered and said 'City Morgue, you kill 'em we chill 'em'! I just know my sister's dead or worse!"
I barely noticed the look on April's face that was a mix of "Oh God, no" and "I'm going to kill someone". I didn't really have time to question her look when I overheard Casey arguing on his phone.
"Look guys, is she there or not? I need her out of my shop before she gets her emotional breakdown all over the pricy stuff. Shut up Don, I'm not involved in the day to day. I just make sure noone muscles in on... oh shut it. She is? Oh great, now I can get her out of here."
Elenas ears tingled as she heard the news.
"What do you mean she's down there? Down where? In the sewers?" My little sister was down in the sewers, with a bunch of strangers that lived there and Casey knew? Oh, I am going to unleash holy hell!
"Take me to her." I growled as I pulled Casey's face down to eye level with me "NOW!"
Releasing him and smirking slightly in satisfaction at the look of terror on his face, I followed after him as he led me to the manhole cover that my sister was supposed to make her delivery to. Great, I have to go in. Ugh.
Climbing down, my nose was assaulted by the foulest smells I never wanted to inhale. Rosalinda better be in real trouble, or I'm going to kill her.
After Casey gave me the directions to wherever-the-hell these sewer people lived, I started making my way through the trash and rats. It's a good thing I wasn't squeamish of them, though I couldn't say the same about my sister. That thought made me walk faster, the last thing I needed was to find her having a panic attack, she probably already had one but still, Linda freaking out is not a pretty sight.
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"Ow my head! Please God almighty let this horrid nightmare be just that.." She squeezed her eyes shut, willing the visions of mutant turtles away from her. She slowly opened her eyes only to take in a view of the same sewer she is trying so hard to make disappear. Her breaths became heavy and ragged. She began to hyperventilate and felt her chest tighten as if an unseen weight was crushing her.
This cannot be happening! It's not real. It cannot be real. I just have to try one more time to jolt myself awake. They'll be gone then. Yeah, that's exactly it" She clenched her eyes and covered her eyes in some strange rendition of the 3 evils. She split her fingers just enough to sneak a peek to see if the turtles were still there. Sure enough, their stares reflected those of someone looking upon a madwoman. She picked herself off the floor, and made her way to a corner of the room. She felt her mind began to unravel as she refused to accept her reality. She crumpled into a heap in the dank corner and began to chant as she tapped her heels together."There's no place like home. There's no place like home"
Leonardo looked upon the scene with bemused shock. "I just don't get it. Casey wasn't this bad. Even April was this bad. Just what the shell is wrong with this one?" His gaze locked upon the girl who was resembling more and more a car crash that you couldn't peel your eyes off of.
"I believe we are witnessing... a panic attack." Splinter commented as he watched the girl spasm and shake.
"I'll get the paper bag." Raphael sighed as he wandered into the kitchen and out of sight.
Donatello approached the group calmly."Casey said he's on his way right now with her sister to retrieve her. Apparently the woman threw such a fit after Mikey's hilarious prank, she had a mental break down in the shop."
"Dude, that means it must run in the family."
"Can it Mikey! You got us into this mess"
"Raphael! Michelangelo! Is that you asking for more of my special training I hear?"
"No master Splinter!"
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I arrived at the place that Casey told me about and stopped outside a large sealed door. Looking around, it seemed like I was in the wrong place, but everything did look the same down here so I really didn't have a clue. No harm is knocking I suppose. Elena raised her hand to the door and rapped quickly on the metalwork. Faint voices could be heard from the other side then she could barely make out.
"It's about freaking time!"
"Remember your manners Raph. Just turn the knob, it's open"
Well, they don't SOUND like crazy sewer people. Maybe Rosa is fine after all. With a turn of the gripped knob, the door creaked open and Elena peered inside.
"No point in being shy there. Mi casa es... yours too after all!"
"Smooth Mike. Real bilingual charm you got going on."
"Yeah, ladies love me"
The sight that befell Elena's eyes will not soon leave her if ever. Four large turtle creatures and a giant sewer rat all standing around a large room surrounding what looks like...
"Rosalinda! Are you okay?"
Hearing the voice of her older sister, Rosa stirred from her comatose state and steered her glazed eyes in her direction. As her mind made sense of what she was seeing, Rosa snapped back to her senses and greeted her sister with all the love that you give someone rescuing you from a group of mutants.
"Elena just what the fuck were you thinking sending me here with these FREAKS! I could have been killed, or worse"
"Yeah, Mikey might have tried to cook you guys some pizza himself. Then you'd really be in trouble."
Rosa turns her head to see the turtle she heard the others call Raphael talking to her. Without hesitation, she scurries away on all fours towards her waiting sister who steps in front of her protectively.
"YOU are the guys who are our regular customers? I thought I've been delivering pizza to some sort of freakshow performers who just loved the act a bit too much. I guess I wasn't too far off."
"Ouch, harsh. After we took care of your sister and everything too."
"Oh yeah, how do I know you guys weren't planning something terrible and I got here just in time?"
Donatello sighs and cocks his head to the side. "You love lapses in logic don't you? Casey brought you down here right? Do you really think he would casually send someone down here if we were dangerous in any way?"
"Well... well maybe this is all a giant trap! They're working for you to send you people to eat. You're not fooling me monster. You're about to find out these Latinas are a bit too spicy for you freaks!"
Elena extends her hand to her sister, helping her to her feet. She awkwardly holds her clenched fists in front of her face and Rosalinda follows suit. They obviously have never been in many fights.
"You girls can't be serious. This is just ridiculous. Why are you considering fighting us, we're not even holding you here! The door is right th-"
"Shut up!"
Rosalinda, her courage restored by the appearance of a familiar face rushes the nearest turtle. She pulls her fist back to her gut and lets loose a wild punch right towards the stunned turtles chest.
There is a deafening crack as fist meets shell followed by a howl.
"OW OW OW OW I think I broke my hand!" Rosa spills to the floor nursing her injured hand and rocking back and forth.
"Dude, I really doubt you broke anything. You hardly hit me at all."
"Leave Rosa alone!"
Elena dashes toward Mikey and grounds her self for a kick. She attempting to use her momentum to put enough force into the strike to knock him back. As her leg leaves the ground and arcs through the air, she realizes that her target is no longer there. Mikey had sidestepped quickly leaving the attacking Elena to fly past her intended target. Her kick fell through and tossed her to the floor. Being no stranger to street fights, Elena hits the ground and tucks into a roll landing on her knee. Finding her "target" again, Elena pushes off her knee and springs into a renewed assault. She unleashes a flurry of blows, all of which are effortlessly ducked by the trained warrior.
"Shouldn't we stop this Raph?"
"Don't worry Leo, just let Mikey play with them. He's smart enough to not hurt them."
"But what will stop them from hurting themselves?"
"That... I don't know"
Elenas furious attacks begin to slow as Mikey continues his weaving around her punches and kicks
"Aww whats the matter? You were so close to almost touching me, probably"
"S-shut up." Elena manages to spit the retort back breathlessly. Unable to feel anything beyond her strained muscles, she drops to the floor near Rosa.
"You could have helped at least you know"
"But... but... I had an owie."
"You can't be serious. And stop talking like that, it's not cute at all."
"Fine, but what do you expect me to do with a injured fist against something like them? Fracture my wrist against them and hope to gross them out?"
Leonardo's approach broke their argument up. He drops two packets of juice at their feet and stares down and them with a look of exasperation.
"Drink up, you guys wouldn't want to pass out. You especially, err Rosa was it? We don't need you going for 3 on the same night."
Rosa snatches the packet of juice, pierces it with the straw and begins slurping happily, oblivious to what transpired not two minutes ago.
"So... you're NOT going to kidnap us and do horrible things to our body?"
"Listen, you just tangled with Michelangelo and couldn't even touch him and he's not even the best fighter of us all. Don't you think if we were going to murder you, we would have done it already?"
"Well, I suppose... But still. Just what ARE you? You obviously aren't in costume, so tell me. Was it an evil science experiment? Aliens from another planet? The New York sewage?"
"Well, its kind of a long story. Let me get you something to eat and I'll try and explain everything."
Leonardo goes to the fridge and returns with a snack which the girls take hesitantly. He then sits and proceeds to tell their story to the girls. The tale of the sludge that created them. How they came to meet Master Splinter. Their battle against the foot and their day to day activities in New York city. Everything.
"That's quite a story you guys. You've been under my feet this entire time and I never even knew"
Rosa decides to be the one to ask the question they both want to know.
"So, if you guys fought all those criminals and saved us all, why don't you tell people about it? Wouldn't you like to get some recognition for what you do? I know I would if I was a super hero."
"Oh, we're no super heroes, we just want our way of life to stay the same. Besides, we're ninjas, the spotlight doesn't suit us."
Mikey takes this comment as an assault on his free will
"Says you Leo! The spotlight loves me. I could be a star. I'd be interviewed on talk shows, get movie and merchandising deals, even get my own action figure like Cowabunga Carl!"
"Mikey, you ARE Cowabunga Carl"
"I'm closer than I thought then."
It was just then that a yelling voice was heard just outside the hideout.
"...believe you did this Casey! I told you to make sure she gets there and this is what happens? You leave them. What if she got lost?"
The door to the hideout swung open as everyone inside turns their attention to the new visitors. Casey and April stand framed by the doorway, a sleeping October in April's arms. Casey searches the room with his eyes like his life depends on it, finally locking on the girls.
"See April, they're fine and old man Leo has been entertaining them for us. Telling them your life story gramps?"
"Gramps?"
Leonardo is cut off before he can begin to retaliate.
"You're so lucky nothing bad happened to Elena on the way over here Casey. I would have given you so much hell... nevermind. I'm so relieved to see you two safe Glad to see there were no problems then."
Rosalinda smirks from ear to ear as she turns to April
"Oh yes, no problems at all."
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A/N: Spanish/English Dictionary for those who need it.
Malditasea- Damnit