Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2003) is from Fox Kids along with Eastman & Laird
Kung Fu Panda is from Dreamworks
Teenage Mutant Kung Fu Turtles
Chapter 2: To live a dream?
The person that was dreaming that faithful dream stirred, and opened his eyes. The person in question was the youngest of a family of five: Michelangelo. The orange masked turtle looked around his room and saw every form of merchandise of the land's heroes: the Furious Five around his room. "Mikey, get off you shell, and let's go." The second voice from before said, and that was when he looked over and saw there was another at his doorway: Donatello.
"Do I have to Donnie?" The young one questioned while getting to his four toed feet.
"Yes, unless you want to take it up with Leo and Master Splinter, again." The purple one commented before heading down the stairs. It had been about a month since they had left New York and entered this valley. The team of five have been welcomed by all even though one of the five causes fear for the villagers and that one person was the next to come by his room.
"Geez, leave to you Mikey, to geek up a room in the short time we've been here." The harsh sentence was from the second oldest: Raphael. The red masked one really enjoyed this world since there wasn't any tech that got on his nerves, true that he no longer had his bike, but he adjusted.
"No one asked you." The youngster commented back while pointing an accusing finger at the bully brother. Naturally the statement did nothing to him as he shook it off with no problem.
"Oh, the next time you call out Tortoise boy the shelled wonder, I'm gonna take my sai and shove it ten inches down you pie hole." He threatened while pulling out a weapon that never left his side, and pointed it at the brother. They each may have one bedroom each, one solitary bathroom, and a fully functional kitchen down below, but the team did not like how Michelangelo often talked in his sleep.
'Yeah right.' The owner of the room thought in sarcasm even though that his brother lived by his threats. He buried the image of his sai going down his throat, and decided to do his morning ritual. "Monkey. Crane. Mantis. Tigress. Viper." He said while having his body move into the poses of his toys on the widow seal. After putting on the show of a belly dancer he was caught off guard when he heard a voice.
"Mikey…what are you doing?" The member of the family that asked that was Leonardo, their field leader, and the oldest brother. Michelangelo quickly spun around to see the blue masked turtle standing in his doorway.
"What is with you guys, can't a turtle have a little bit of privacy." Argued the orange one. He did not know why his brothers found it necessary to keep barging in just so he could help out in the shop. 'Don't get why their on my case, I mean Raph hardly, if ever, shows for work.' He thought to himself, but added, "Don't worry bro, I know what your gonna say, and I'll be right down."
"That's sort of it, but, and don't take this the wrong way, but won't you be embarrassed if someone sees you doing that." Leo said back to him in a calm fashion. His brother may have worn women's dressings when it came to the first time meeting the Professor along with other times, but he becomes slightly concerned when he starts doing that sort of thing.
"No worries. We're ninja after all, trained so no one can see us." He said calmly and boastfully. He then saw that the blue turtle was pointing at his window.
"Then, why don't you turn around?" He offered, and that was exactly what he did, and when he did he saw a pig woman watering her plants while staring at him. When he noticed that look he became pretty out of place. At first he pointed at the toys, but decided to put the blame on the eldest son.
"Leo, I'm gonna…" He started, but couldn't finish since he was gone. He turned back to the five toys, and gently petted the head of the one to the far right, "I'll see you later." He said to the Viper figure before running out of his room, but quickly doubled back and added, "Can't forget about you." He told one of his favorite throwing stars that he won from a drawing two weeks back.
"What is keeping you, my son?" The father of the four shouted up to the stairwell that led down to the kitchen. The last of the four stopped at the edge of the stairs, and then looked down.
"I really hope he's not mad." He said to himself, well, he thought he was by himself.
"I'll help ya find out, bro." A voice said, and before the chucker could do anything he was sucker kicked by one of his brothers from the ceiling to the back of the head. This caused him to belly slide on the wooden stairs of the small two story building. He ended his trip with an unimpressed chin fall.
"Sorry, I'm late, father." The turtle said before standing back up. The building first floor was big enough that the brothers did not need to slouch at all.
"Thank you for the apology, but tardiness does not make tea." The elderly rat said as he carried an average drum of Jasmine tea to one of the back tables. Shortly after getting here their father saw an empty building and made a tea shop from it, calling it: Hamato Hovel in honor of his master and the turtles 'grandfather'.
"Still, sorry about that. Guess after all my training, I'm still a slacker." The forth turtle commented while getting to work. He saw the tube of rice and moved that to the right spot.
"What were you doing up there? With all of that talking it was as if Leatherhead was in your room." The ninja master said to his student with light humor, and after setting down the Jasmine container he waited for an answer.
"It was nothing sensei, just a crazy dream." He said to the father figure while accidentally spilling some of the rice. Aside from all the tea that they could have the Hovel also made foods that went good with tea.
"About what?" The mouse questioned and saw that the youngest gave him a raised eyebrow, so he added, "What were you dreaming about this time: you and the Justice Force saving the world, you being the Green Mantle, or perhaps of Klunk stumbling onto the Utrom ooze and was added to the team as a Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty?" He was beside himself weather or not to tell him of the most recent dream of his since a day after moving in Splinter warned all of us not to fight just relax.
"Uh…what was I…? I was dreaming about…" He started trying to find the answer, and then he realized that his hands were moving on their own. When he looked down he had four rice cakes ready to be served, so he used those. "Rice balls." He said after putting the last of eight on a plate.
"Rice balls? You were really dreaming about rice cakes?" Splinter questioned after pouring a cup of Oolong tea for a regular. He knew that this son was about food eating, comic reading, and procrastinating, but he also knew that there was something off about his answer.
"Of course, Master Splinter, what else would I be dreaming about? Other than the safety of our own business." He answered back not noticing that he added something extra to one of the rice balls until he handed it to a kid. "Careful. That ball has a very sharp taste." He warned since his father had another rule: who's ever behind the counter, stays there.
"Very well." The rat said and continued serving tea to the civilians. When the crowd died down the rodent asked a simple question, "Why aren't you in uniform?" The turtle knew what he meant. Thanks to Donnie, those that worked had to follow a dress code.
"I'm on it." He said and put an apron on along with a wooden barrel hat. 'At least the hats part pretty cool.' He thought and went back to the counter. This was torture for him he REALLY wanted to do that, but he couldn't upset Splinter while Raphael often wailed on innocent trees to unleash his fighter's rage.
"Very good." The father said and returned to the customers. Michelangelo turned to three pictures on the wall. Each one was that of an animal version of their 'family' which none of the four believed that their father could pull that wish off in this town.
"I still can't believe that you were able to get those guys' pictures, Master Splinter." The partier said in praise. After giving an older gent a Black tea he too looked at the pictures.
"Yes, my master Yoshi, Tang Shen, and Mortu." Splinter said from left to right. Hamato Yoshi and Tang Shen were rats: similar to Splinter himself, and Mortu was a lizard, but thinner than their pal - Leatherhead. The five were astounded that the artist here was able to make a picture that detailed just by description. "I know that you and your brothers have grown restless of not using your ninja skills outside of nocturnal training, but we have come here to relax; not to fight." Splinter said to him after a deep sigh.
"Yes. I know sensei. Our place is here = behind the counter." Mikey said with a deep sigh. That was when the rodent smiled, and walked over to his son. After getting a good distance he placed a comforting hand on the orange one's shoulder.
"No my son. My place is behind the counter while yours…." He started but stalled; using his ninja speed and reflexes he placed six plates of tea and biscuits on the green one's arms. "Is out there for the customers." He finished before going back to making some more. "And do not forget: service with a smile." He added with a satisfied smirk.
"Of course." The fourth one said before looking through one of the windows and saw his dream spot. The others: Leonardo - helping deliver their food and beverages, Donatello - who was in the back filling the barrels, and prepping the buckets, and Raphael - lounging on the roof all looked at the Jade Palace, and wondered what the chosen few were doing right now.