It's so cool that Rob played both old Raph and new Donnie. He's the reason I got into TMNT!
"No more Disney characters, right?" Yakko asked hopefully.
The expedition leader verified with a small smile.
"How many more are we getting?" PJ gestured to the slowly growing group of cartoons.
"Four." She said, looking away from her 'posse'. So many different drawing/animation styles were making her head hurt.
"Where are we now?" Pinky made an appearance, scouting their surroundings. "Oi! Did we get flushed down a toilet?"
"You're pretty close." Where they had landed was moist and smelly and dark. The walls and floors were cement, but one could hardly tell because they were buried under pizza boxes. "We're in a sewer."
"For who?"
"Me, I presume." Striding towards them was a humanoid reptile. He was tall enough to dwarf everyone except Scratchansniff. A purple bandana covered the majority of his face and his mouth was slightly open, showing a gap between his upper front teeth. From the way he held himself, everyone could tell that he meant business. "What's this about Rob missing?"
"How'd you know?" PJ asked.
"That, I'd suppose." Yakko pointed to a neon sign screaming, 'ROB PAULSEN MISSING' in capital letters. Reuben gave a sarcastic 'ha ha, Yakko'.
The turtle, named Donatello, tried hard to ignore their bickering. "Word gets around fast. I knew you'd be coming, so I got some stuff ready. Like this." He pulled a blander-looking object out of a leather satchel hanging by his right hip. "It can pick up the unique signal that every Homo Sapien gives off. Or this." He reached in again, but Scratchansniff held up a hand.
"Er, fascinating, but time is wasting, yeah? We should leave."
The only other human present gave a silent sigh of relief. She wasn't the only responsible one, thank goodness.
"No, no, you're right." Donatello put his toys away and adjusted his satchel embarrassedly. "Let's go."
A flash of light consumed them.
The next place they appeared in was almost identical to Donnie's lair, except, well, cleaner. Actually, Donatello himself voiced, "That looks familiar."
"It should." The fan said. "This is the lair of the original Ninja Turtles."
"And we're not the originals?" The turtle crossed his long arms, sounding noticeably offended.
She decided not to grace him with an answer. She just led her little group around a corner and she could hear Donnie's intake of breath as a familiar-yet-shocking sight greeted everyone.
Four turtles were seated at a table, along with an anthropomorphic rat. All five creatures stared at the intruders with surprise. For a moment, all was quiet.
Then a triumphant 'HA!' exploded out of the mouth of the red-masked turtle, directed at the one clad in orange. "I told you they'd come, Michelangelo! Pay up!"
The smaller one groaned. "Aww, uncool, Raphael, uncool." He flicked a shimmering gold coin across the table and Raphael caught it in one hand, then stood.
"Right, before anyone says anything, Rob's missing, and you need my help to find him, correct? For the record, I'll do anything I can to assist my buddy." He started at everyone's gaping faces. "Did I miss anything?"
"Nope." The teen said cheerfully. "That about sums it up." Her gaze was drawn to the table. "Donnie!"
Both of them, who had been examining each other with obvious wonder, spun to look at her. "Yeah?"
She sighed. "Tall Donnie, get over here. We're leaving, like, now." Both old Raph and new Donnie joined the others and prepared to jump again.
The orange light once again masked their departure.