Next chapter! Hope you like! It's funny, 'cuz after an entire story and some chapters of the sequel, this is only the 8th day! Hmm... Isn't something happening a week after the second day...?

Don walked into the kitchen, then nearly froze at the scene.

Mikey had wanted to grab some orange juice from the fridge and had momentarily forgotten about his pancakes, and that moment had turned to a few minutes because he couldn't find it, and then the pancakes had started to burn.

Leo was now yelling at the orange-clad turtle, probably about irresponsibility from what Don could hear over Mikey yelling back, and Leo's irises were turning a shade of purple, something neither of the others noticed.

"Whoa! Easy, Leo! It's just pancakes!" Don exclaimed, trying to get in between the two bickering mutants.

Leo snapped his head to him and crossed his arms. "OK, OK. That shit just smelled bad," the blue-clad turtle muttered, walking out and bumping Don's shoulder intentionally on his way.

Klunk, as if sensing the tension, rubbed her head against Mikey's leg. Don looked up to the heavens as if for some kind of divine help.

"Why? Why can't we go a fucking day without some kind of fight over something stupid?"

Casey grumbled something about noisy ninjas as he made his way to the bathroom, where Raphael was just exiting. April mumbled a good morning to Raph as she, toothbrush and hairbrush in hand, strode past Casey into the bathroom before the blue-haired man could react.

Leo strode through and gave them a fake, tight-lipped smile as he went into the dojo.

A second later, they jumped as they heard a loud THUMP.

Casey gave his hotheaded friend a reassuring look and made his way over as Raph went to the kitchen.

"Um, Leo? Ya OK?" the human asked.

"No! I'm not OK, Mister Jones! Even though I'm not exactly an expert on me at the moment, I know I'm not supposed to get mad about a flipping stink from burnt pancakes! I don't even know what the fucking hell a pancake is!" Leo ranted in between every hit on his head to the wall.

With a particularly hard blow, Leo fell on the ground, holding his head and moaning pitifully.

Casey came over and gently took his friends hands off his head. "Easy, man. Lemme see."

A purple spot was already forming on the amnesiac's head. "Oooh. That don't look good. D-!"

Casey stopped and looked at the suffering turtle, who took the hint and covered his ears as tightly as possible.

"Don! Leo crashed into da wall!"

Leo smiled gratefully at Casey for the small lie and uncovered his ears. He heard running footsteps, and within twenty seconds, Don was in the dojo, on his knees next to Leo with a med kit in hand, inspecting the injury.

"Hm. Doesn't look too bad, even though you need ice. You really are getting stronger," he genius muttered, helping his brother up. "C'mon, Leo. Let's get that treated."

Leo followed his brother to the kitchen, Casey not far behind them.

Mikey was stacking pancakes on individual plates for everyone. Don sat Leo down in a chair and grabbed an ice pack. "Here. This should keep it from swelling."

Leo smiled gratefully and held it to his head as he was presented with a stack of pancakes. "Thanks, Mike."

The rest of the meal was mostly silent, with occasional compliments to the chef (most of which were from Mikey himself).

Leo, being done first, put the ice pack away and left, leaning on a stone wall with blue accents. He spotted a control panel and curiously pushed one of the buttons. A hidden door opened silently, revealing a sewer tunnel. Covering his nose and momentarily forgetting about the others, he went to explore.

Leo eventually just tied his mask around his beak to block out the smell. After about 2 hours of wandering, he heard a buzzing from his belt. He felt about it until he felt something and took it out. A small shell-shaped device was now in his hand, and it opened to show 6 buttons: one orange, one red, one purple, one grey, and one with an A and one with a C, plus a screen.

Don's face was on the screen. "Leo! You can't just run off without telling someone like that! Where are you?! We've been worried sick!" the tiny head screamed at him.

"Did this thing eat you, Don?! Give me back Donatello!" Leo exclaimed, busting the shell on the wall.

"Leo - STOP - NO!"

The voice cut off as the device smashed into a million little pieces.

"Um, did I squish Don? *GASP* Did I break him? AH!" Leo yelled as he ran around like a crazy turtle through the sewers.

Don gasped as the screen went to static. "Shit! Guys, I can't trace Leo!"

Casey, Raph, Mikey and Don were at the door in a second, using Donnie's Shell Cell to see Leo's last known location.

Once there, which only took about 30 minutes, as Leo had been going in circles, they spotted footprints and followed that lead.

Raph punched the wall so hard, he made his hand bleed, when they saw the footprints stop at a ladder leading topside. The all went up it and climbed the fire escape in the alley they were led to and went to the rooftop.

Leo facing the middle of the building's rooftop, shell on the ledge and his hands behind his head. But his tapping feet and worried expression gave away his true feelings.

When he saw them, Don specifically, though, he jumped up. "You're OK! But... I thought that shell ate him, and I broke it... and-"

Don walked over and patted his brother on the shoulder. with a frown. "It's called video chat-"

"How'd you know to come up here in the first place?" Mike inquired before Don could start ranting.

Leo shrugged. "Instinct, I guess? Not like I'd remember why!"

He noticed Don bite his lip, but ignored it. Something else had caught his eye. "Hey, what's up with them? he asked, pointing to a far away roof.

Don squinted, but saw nothing. "Well, I was right about the sight. What do you see?"

"Uh, some guys with black body-suits."

Don groaned. "Great! Foot Ninja! Exactly what we needed! C'mon, we gotta get Leo underground!" he ordered, pushing everyone towards the fire escape.

Leo jumped off the building, landing through the open manhole and grabbed the sides of the ladder before impact. Raph grumbled something about a showoff as he and the others followed and he led to the Lair.

When they got there, and they'd all settled back down, the elevator door opened loudly, causing Leo to cover his ears and close his eyes.

Once the sound was gone, he turned around to see the newly arrived and saw... a giant grey-furred rat with a robe on.

"A - A giant... R-RAT?!"

Apparently not being able to handle this new development, he passed out backwards, hitting his head hard on the floor.

As Don fretted over his brother, Splinter's eye-ridges rose. "What a nice greeting..."

So, Splinter's home, and Leo doesn't remember him! That ended great... *sarcasm* Anyway, who liked? Review, rant, flame, give requests, check out my community, and vote on my poll! BYE!

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