A/N-Yep, here we go again, with even more of this silliness. However, first, I'd like to apologize for my response to the anonymous flame I received. I normally don't respond to anonymous flames, as they provide no useful advice on how I can improve, or any real opinion of actual value, but I was in kind of a "mood" that day anyway. And, you know, sometimes when you FEEL like that, sometimes even a petty little comment that you'd normally just shake off can just hit you the wrong way at the wrong time. Well, that happened to be one of those times, I'm afraid. This is also why I try not to post anything when I'm feeling "questionable". I think some of you can relate. It was also my FILTERED response, as I was ABOUT to respond VERY differently, lol. Well, anyway, I managed to get over it quick and now today, I'm finally finding the time to post another "chappie", so let the, lol, bloodbath continue...Oh, by the way, , with that said, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my biggest fan-"RAPHGIRL1026"—and all of her ilk! May God continue to bless and keep you.


Okay, we join up with the turtles, who are walking on the street…somewhere…

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Mikey sniffed and said, "Guys, what's that SMELL? It's the SAME one we smelled in the drugstore back there."

Raph snidely replied, "Oh that? That's from Donnie's 'woman'.

Donnie answered, "Hey, stop talking about my April like that!"

Leo said, "Guys, I think The smell's getting a bit stronger over this way, besides, look at all these people FAINTING!"

The turtles walked down the street and people were coughing, choking, wafting the smell away from them, hell, some were even spraying room deodorizer!

Donnie finally spoke up, "Guys, this is getting ridiculous, we GOTTA find the source of this SMELL! Likely, since this is the exact same smell from that drugstore, we can only GUESS that the source is…is…-"

Raph glares at Donnie and interrupted, "The damn source is APRIL—SAY it, Donnie! It's April! And if we follow this scent, we'll likely find the source—"

The other three turtles yelled in unison, "APRIL!"

Donnie, still in denial, gently closed his eyes and calmly replied, "Well, we don't know that for a FACT, now do we?"

Raph shook his head and said, "Donnie, for as smart as you ARE, you suuuuure can be stupid, sometimes. Guys, let's go, the smell's getting stronger over this way…look at all these people gasping for air and all these others who've passed out!"

The sidewalk and streets are littered with fallen people who've succumbed to the unruly combination of humidity and amplified vaginal odor that has taken over the air.


Meanwhile, on the roof of the Empire State building, we rejoin Shredder, April, and some foot soldiers…

April angrily yells, "I'LL NEVER TELL YOU, SHREDDER! YOU'LL NEVER FIND THE TURTLES' LAIR IF I HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT!"

Shredder, frustrated, answers, " Damnit, this has gone on for an HOUR, now! She's not cracking. Ok, foot soldiers-time for phase 2. Bring the baked beans over here!"

One of the soldiers bowed and carried the dish of beans over to Shredder. Shredder leaned in toward April and calmly asked, "Oh, Miss O'Neeeeeeeeeeeeeilllll…"

April, still squirmed in her seat answered, "UGH, what are you DOING, you…you…SICKO?!"

Shredder replied, "I hope you're hungry because I have some…uh…FRUIT for you, MWAHAHAHAHAAAAA!"

April said, "What? What do you MEAN by 'FRUIT', you CREEP?!"

Shredder answered, "Come now, miss O'Neil—this is going to be DELICIOUS!"

"What do you MEAN, Shredder!?"

Shredder smirked and stroked his chin. He said, "Hmm...when I was a little ninja, they had …a…RHYME associated with this 'fruit offering' I have in store for you. Umm, How did it go? THAT'S right—'Beans beans, the musical fruit, the more you eat, the more you—well, YOU get the message!"

April complained, "What? That's SICK, you heathen!"

Shredder smiled and replied, "Heeeey… so I've graduated from 'creep' to 'HEATHEN'? MWAHAHAHAHAAAAA!"

Shredder continued, "NOW, miss O'neil, with my amplification device in full operation underneath you, I shall feed you these beans and when you expel the, ahem, 'TOOT', this city will be brought to its KNEES!"

April angrily replied, "Shredder, you are the lowest of the low! The turtles will stop you!"

Shredder answered, "Oh, you mean those rotten mutants? I don't see them AROUND! Foot soldiers, open her mouth!"

Two foot soldiers approached April and one took off her left sneaker as well as her sock. Another solder pulled a feather from out of his pocket and gave an evil grin as the one soldier holding the pan of beans was standing next to April, ready with a spoonful of beans. The soldier with the feather started tickling April's feet …

April started laughing uncontrollably and said, "Hahahaha…STOP!...HAHAHAAAAHAHA—STOP….HEEEELP…HAHAHAHAHAAAAA, THE HAHAHA…TURTLES WILL BE HERE HAHAHAHAAAA SOON, AHAHAHAHAAAA!"

Just then, the foot soldier shoved the spoonful of beans into April's mouth. In fact, HE KEPT shoving spoonfuls down her throat until baked bean juice was running down her chin. She couldn't help BUT to swallow the beans. She must've swallowed like 7 spoonfuls, in fact. Meanwhile, The temperature just kept rising as well as the humidity, which, of course, made the existing smell only that much stronger.

Shredder smiled and said, "Ok, my disciples, now we WAIT a few minutes. The humidity's beautiful, isn't it?...


Meanwhile, we rejoin the turtles…

Mikey, starting to feel a little queasy, asked, "Where IS she? We've been walking around FOREVER! This…SMELL combined with this HUMIDITY is starting to GET to me! I'm starting to not feel so good!"

Leo answered, "C'mon Mikey, you can do it! We HAVE to do it and just hope that nothing WORSE happens in the meantime. Let's continue on, guys!"


Ok, let's go back to Shredder and the gang…

Shredder asked, "Ok, did everyone take the anti-quake pills from earlier? Good, let's get ready, it should only be a few more moments!

So, a few more minutes pass and shredder turns the volume knob on the amplification device up one more number. Just then, April's stomach started rumbling…

April asked, "Hey, why is my stomach so…queasy? EWWWW!"

Shredder grinned and rubbed his hands together evilly. He yelled, "YESSSSSS…YESSSSSSSSS, HAHAHAHAAAAAA!"

April felt a strong pressure building up in her hind-parts. She tried her best to hold it in, and Shredder noticed. He said, "Don't try to fight it, Miss O'Neil! If you have to do it, then DO IT! HAHAHAHAAAA—It's only NATURAL, after ALL! HAH!"

Just then, she let out a fart so loud, you'd have thought she worked in a car mechanic's shop...

BWERRRRRRRRRRNT...BWIP...FFFFFFT

It could be heard all across the NYC skyline.

When the smell passed her, her eyes seemed to automatically cross from the lethal combination of her unfortunate crotch smell and the gas she's just expelled. Come to think of it, when she let it out, the ground started to shake violently, nearby buildings began to crumble—except the building that they were on, of course (hey, it's a damn CARTOON, it ain't real, no matter HOW you try to justify it.)


Let's join the turtles…

After the quake, all four turtles exclaimed "WHOOOOOAAAAH!"

Leo, wided-eyed, asked, "What? What-what was that NOISE?! Where'd that earthquake come from?"

Donny replied, "Ugh, I dunno, but for SOME unknown reason, it suddenly smells like…*sniff, sniff*…garlic!"

Mikey sniffs and says, "No, I gotta' correct you , there, Donnie—it smells like…*sniff, sniff** FART and garic!"

Just then, another quake hit. There were people screaming, cars honking, buildings collapsing, people falling and holding onto fixed structures as best they could.

Donnie pointed out, "Wow, these quakes keep hitting like, every 10 seconds! How can we stop them? "

Leo answered, "I don't know, guys, be we GOTTA' find a way! I'm sick of falling on my shell!

Mikey screamed, "HEEEELP, HELP ME UP—I CAN'T GET BACK UP!

Mikey was lying directly on the back of his shel, spinning around, legs and arms up in the air and unable to reach the ground.

The other three turtles rushed over to mikey and helped him get upright.

Mikey yelled, "BOOYAKASHA! DAMN, that was a HEAVY quake!"


Meanwhile, up on the roof, we rejoin Shredder…

Shredder says, "AH, so it appears that my beans have given Miss O'Neil here some…uh…GAS, HAHAHAHAAAA!"

April grimaces and angrily spouts, "Why'd you give me the FARTS, Shredder? That's SICK! And did you use GARLIC? I can SMELL it, you FIEND!"

Shredder smiled and replied, "Of COURSE I used GARLIC! What cook in their right mind DOESN'T use garlic in baked beans? Now, "Miss O'Neil, do you not see the beauty of my plan? The longer you hold out, young lady, the more the city will SUFFER! Now that you have such a case of gas, the quakes that YOU cause every few seconds will ONLY serve to achieve my goal of wearing you down and then you WILL tell me where the turtles' lair is! MWAHAHAHAAAAAH!


Oh wow, the turtles are starting to duffer along with the rest of the city! Will they make it in time to stop Shredder and keep the city from falling apart? Will they also remember to bring some Gas-X for April? Find out in the next chapter!