Author's Note:

I was slacking off and not writing, but it's almost March and I promised myself I would try and have at least one chapter every month. So, here it is. Oh, and to the couple people who reviewed, thanks so much! You guys are amazing!

Leonardo grabbed a chunk of stone in the wall and pulled with all his might. He heard a snapping noise, and it came loose, falling to the ground and bringing three more stones down with it. The hole in the wall was now about five times the size of what it had been before. He stuck his head through it to see exactly how wide it was, and then stood up far too quickly, hitting the stones above him with his shell. A shower of rubble came down on his head and he jumped back, coughing. He waved a hand in front of his face to clear the dust.

"Nice work, bro." Raphael muttered from across the room where he was sitting. He coughed dramatically. "You're doin' great."

Leonardo snorted. "Yeah, and your job is coming along just fine Raph. Real hard work over there." He wiped his hands on his legs, not really succeeding in cleaning them at all. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm the only one doing anything. So I'd keep your comments to yourself."

"Hey! I'm helping too Leo!" Michelangelo shouted from the other side of the wall. With a grunt he threw another chunk of rock onto the floor.

"Yes, Michelangelo. Even though I told you not to."

"Geez, Leo. You're acting like an old lady. I told you one zillion times I'm okay. I'm helping one handed."

"I know, Mikey. But I just want to be careful." Leonardo sighed. He stepped back towards the wall. "Watch your feet," he warned as he pushed one more rock over the edge and into the other side. "There. It should be big enough. See if you can climb through, Mikey."

Michelangelo shifted nervously. "I don't know, Leo," he said, "I kinda don't wanna leave Don in here by himself." He paused. "I mean, it's not like anything's gonna happen, but it's just..."

"No, I know what you mean, Mikey." He stopped to think for a moment. "Is there more rubble on your side, or mine?"

He heard Michelangelo kick at the ground a bit. "There's like nothing here, bro. I think I mostly pushed everything onto your side."

Leonardo slid his foot forwards and found a large pile of rock. "You're right." He turned around. "Raph!" he called out.

"What?"

"Me and you are going to have to climb through the hole in the wall."

"Are you serious?"

"Raph, think about it. It's the only thing that makes sense if we ever want to get out of here."

"And just when I was startin' to like the place too." Raphael growled as he propped himself up against the wall a bit more. "So how are we gonna do this?"

Leonardo shrugged. "I don't know, Raph. I guess me and Mikey will just have to carry you through."

Raphael raised his hands defensively. "Oh no, Leo. If you think the two of you are gonna shove me through a hole in the wall, you're a couple bricks short of a load."

"We're not going to 'shove you through a hole in the wall'," Leonardo said with his best Raphael impersonation, "I'm just going to lift you up, pass you to Mikey on the other side, and he'll put you down." Raphael opened his mouth to protest, but Leonardo quickly continued. "We just need to be all on one side if this is going to work. And the other side of the wall is safer." Raphael sort of growled, but said nothing else. Leonardo slowly started walking towards his brother with his arms held out in front of him. "I'm coming over there, Raph. Warn me if you think I'm about to- Doof!" Leonardo tripped over his brother and crashed to the floor, sprawled out on his stomach.

"Uhh, are you guys okay in there?" Michelangelo shouted through the wall.

Leonardo slowly picked himself up off of the floor. "Ugh. Yeah, Mikey we're okay. I tripped over Raph." He stood up and brushed himself off. "I told you to warn me if I got too close, Raph!" he scolded. He waited, but Raphael didn't say anything back. "Raph?"

He jumped as a hand shot out and hit him in the leg. "Shuttup! It ain't my fault you're so freakin' stupid, Leo! I didn't know how close you were! You think I like bein' tripped on?"

Leonardo took a deep breath. It was quite obvious to him by now that his younger brother did not really know how to deal with situations like this where they were so disabled. He should probably just do his best to ignore his brother's attitude. The first time his brother had gotten so riled up had not turned out to be a good experience.

He tried to sound as sincere as possible. "No. I'm sorry, Raph. I forgot how small this room is. It's my fault."

"You're dang right it is."

Leonardo rolled his eyes. "Okay, Raph. I'm going to pick you up now."

Raphael said nothing.

"Guys?" Michelangelo asked again.

Leonardo frowned. "It's okay, Mikey. Give us a sec!" He knelt down beside Raphael. "You feeling okay, Raph?"

"Peachy."

The blue clad turtle bit his lip. "Okay. Fine." He stood up, leaned over, and scooped up his brother bridal style. He slid his feet carefully across the floor, pushing each rock out of his path so he didn't trip. He reached the hole in the wall, and sat his brother down on the edge of it. "Come here, Mikey." he said softly. He heard footsteps come to the other side of the hole. "Turn around. I'll put Raph on your shell."

"What, like a piggyback?"

Raphael silently cursed his eldest brother. "Yeah, Mike. Sure. Just turn around." Leonardo carefully lifted Raphael from under his arms, and held him out until he felt him hit Michelangelo. "You got him, Mikey?"

"Sure! Just hold on tight, kay Raph? I've only got you on one side."

"Whatever."

Michelangelo walked slowly over to where he remembered he had propped Donatello up against the wall. He slowly crouched down and eased Raphael off his shell. "There you go, you little Raphy, you. You want a lollipop while I'm at it?"

"Mikey. If you don't shut up right now, I swear I will beat your face off."

"Beat my face off? Leo! Can Raph really beat my face off?" He shrieked suddenly when Raphael punched him in the leg. He grabbed it with one hand and hopped up and down on his other foot. "Ow! Ow, ow ow! Raaaaaph!"

"And your face comes next!"

Leonardo sighed. "Guys! Focus!" The bickering stopped. He took a deep breath and rubbed his hands together. "Okay. Do you guys remember the plan?"

"Sure do!" Michelangelo started with much more enthusiasm than needed. "Me and you climb out of here all Spider-Man style, and then we come back and rescue Raph and Don!"

"Exactly. Except forget the Spider-Man part. This isn't going to be easy."

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"You ready, Leo?"

"I think so, Mikey. Are you?

"Y-yup. Anytime you're ready bro!"

The two turtles were back to back (or shell to shell) in the center of the room. They were facing the longer walls, so there was really only about two feet between them and the walls in front of them on either side.

"Okay Mikey. Grab my arms." Leonardo reached behind him and locked his left elbow with Michelangelo's right. He reached back and grabbed the other one. Michelangelo yelped. He dropped it. "Oh, shell, Mike. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-"

Michelangelo coughed. "Chill, Leo. It's cool. Here. Just grab hold of my wrist instead."

Leonardo cleared his throat. "Alright. Let's see how well we can do this." He stuck out his leg and found the wall. He held it out so it was flat against the stone. He took a step back in order to straighten his leg. "Okay, go." Michelangelo, who was now a lot closer to the wall, stuck his leg out. His foot found the stone before his leg was even half extended. He straightened it as much as he could, and pushed hard against Leo.

"Kay. You're up, Leo."

Leonardo nodded. He lifted his other leg, pushing with all his might against Michelangelo's shell. Michelangelo wavered, but kept his balance. He lifted his other leg, and they were in the air. He turned his head to one side. "Okay, okay!" he hissed between clenched teeth, "Let's go! This is not a lovely experience!"

Leonardo brought his right foot one step up the wall. Michelangelo brought his up. Then Leonardo brought his left foot up. Michelangelo brought his. They were moving about two feet a minute, but they were moving.

They were quite high up, about 25 feet up, until Leonardo put his foot down at an awkward angle. When Michelangelo brought his foot up, Leonardo began to slip. He grabbed at Michelangelo's arm so he didn't fall. His youngest brother let out a yell louder than even he knew he was capable of. Leonardo jumped and started to slide down Mikey's shell as his brother's legs suddenly buckled. Leo dropped Mikey's arm as they quickly started to slip back down the wall.

"Mikey! We're losing grip here!"

"I-I'm trying Leo!"

Raphael was on his knees. "Guys! What's happenin' up there?"

The friction between the wall and the turtles' feet was immense. "Mikey! We're falling!"

"I'm pushing!"

"Guys!" Raphael's voice sounded a lot closer.

Leonardo squeezed his eyes shut. "MICHELANGELO!"

With a burst of energy due to the adrenaline suddenly pumping through him, Michelangelo pushed his legs against the wall as hard as he could, and they instantly stopped falling. For a few minutes, all that could be heard was the sound of the two turtles panting.

Raphael's heart was racing. "You guys...are idiots..." he said softly. "And... you coulda died... And you're idiots." There was really nothing else to be said at this point, as all three of the turtles silently agreed.

Leonardo slowly tried to calm his racing heart. He leaned back to say something to a very stunned Michelangelo, but he cut him off. "L-let's just...keep going..." He managed to get out between a series of grunts and gasps for air.

Leonardo, still a little frazzled himself, only nodded, and lifted his foot. He sighed softly and wondered how long they could keep this up.

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Raphael danced his fingers through the dirt on the floor and then sighed impatiently, blowing it around. "Have you guys, I don't know, accomplished anything yet?" He yelled upwards.

Leonardo rolled his eyes, and ignored him. Both turtles were now plastered with sweat. They had been slowly climbing up the walls for about 10 minutes now, and Leonardo guessed they were about 35 feet up based on how far away Raphael sounded.

Michelangelo leaned his head over and made what Leonardo considered to be some very disturbing noises. "Mike?" Leonardo grunted. "What are-" Michelangelo shushed him. He then spat down towards the floor, and brought his head back up. Leo smirked. They waited a second, and then finally heard the satisfying sound of it landing right beside Raphael, and splattering onto him.

"G-gah!" He raised an eyebrow and looked up. He swore he could hear his brothers snickering. He stared down at his wet hand. "Wait..." He looked up and then down again. "Michelangelo, you are SO dead!" He frantically wiped his hand on the floor, now utterly disgusted.

Leonardo and Michelangelo were smiling now. And they both were climbing with a bit more energy.

Then Leonardo suddenly felt a whoosh of cold air. He frowned. "Mike, do you-" Then everything seemed to move in slow motion.

Leonardo moved his foot up but it met air instead of wall. His foot went flying forwards, and he lost grip on his brother. Michelangelo's screamed as he sunk backwards head first. Leonardo's leg held onto the ledge of the opening he had stepped into, and he swung his other leg into it so he was dangling upside down. He had no time to think of any thing to yell to his brother, so he let out an animalistic roar at the top of his lungs while he reached out frantically for Mikey's hands. Instead, his left hand found the other turtle's knee. He grabbed onto it as hard as he could, but his hand slipped up to his ankle. He gripped it and swung his other hand down, holding it two-handed with a vice grip. Raphael was shouting. Michelangelo was still screaming half hysterically. Leonardo bit his lip as sweat dripped from his neck down into his eyes.

He gave his brother's leg a hard shake. "MICHELANGELO!" He bellowed. "IT'S OKAY!" His screaming died down. "It's okay, I've got you."

Raphael was still shouting. "LEO! MIKEY! WHAT THE SHELL IS GOIN' ON UP THERE!" He too, sounded hysterical. "PLEASE, GUYS! TALK TO ME! GUYS!"

"Raph!" Leonardo yelled as loud as he could. His head was starting to swim from being upside-down. "Raph! We're okay!"

Raphael sighed and released a string of curses. "Shell, don't you EVER do that again," he yelled, and placed his hands over his pounding heart. "What the shell even happened?"

"I'm-" Michelangelo coughed. "Still k-kinda wondering that myself, R-aph." He was literally dangling upside-down by one foot. He had also begun to slowly spin back and forth. He felt Leonardo's hands clamp down even harder.

"I...don't know, guys. I think I stepped into an opening." he tilted his head up. "You okay, Mikey?"

"D-doing just fine, Leo! Don't mind me!" Red spots danced in front of his eyes. He screwed them tight. "Just find a way outta this, mmkay?"

Leonardo frowned. "Okay. I have an idea."

"Hey! Two seconds! N...new record, bro!"

Leonardo slowly slid his legs apart, and they hit the walls of the opening when they were only about a foot apart. He smiled for only a second, and then was back to serious-mode. "Okay, Mike. I'm going to swing you up, and you need to climb up me, into the opening, and then pull me up."

Michelangelo opened his eyes. "Climb up you? Aren't you gonna fall?"

"I think I've got a good enough grip on the edge, and I can push my legs into the sides of the opening."

"O-okay. I'm game."

"Guys!" Raphael yelled. "...Be careful..."

Michelangelo smiled. He would definitely hold onto this moment of cute Raphy fluff and bring it up later when this whole experience was over. "Sure thing, Raph!"

Leonardo pushed his legs into the walls and started to slowly swing Michelangelo's leg back and forth. Once he had enough momentum going, he yanked upwards as hard as he could, and Michelangelo flew upwards. He pushed into the wall behind him with his right hand, and his feet flew up and rammed into Leonardo's plastron. He gasped as a whoosh of air left his lungs. "Sorry," Michelangelo whispered. Lights flashed in his head after being flipped so quickly.

He felt Leonardo grab his feet with both hands, and he held them so that Michelangelo was basically standing on his palms. He counted to three, and pushed off of the wall, making a desperate grab for the opening that he could only trust was where he thought it was. Sure enough, his head and his shoulders flew into the opening, and he pressed his elbows against the walls with as much force as he could muster. Then he wiggled in, using Leonardo's legs as a sort of ladder on the way up.

He sat back on his knees. The opening was roomier than he expected. Not wide, but tall and based on the fact that he could see a tiny spec of light in the distance, he guessed that it was very long too.

"Um. Anytime now, Mike." Leo muttered sarcastically through clenched teeth.

Michelangelo snapped back to attention. "Right! Sorry!" He found Leonardo's legs and grabbed onto one of them with his right hand. He sucked a big breath in, and then pulled with all his might. Seconds later, the brothers were in the tunnel together. Both breathing hard.

Raphael yelled something, but he was beyond their hearing range now. Leonardo held Michelangelo's feet as he leaned out of the tunnel. "WHAT?"

"I SAID- ...Aww, nevermind.."

"WHAT?"

"Nothin', Mikey! Just you and Leo be careful, you hear!"

Michelangelo nodded. "Yeah, Raph! Okay!" He turned back, but then stopped and added, "You two stay put until we come rescue you, okay?"

Raphael rolled his eyes. "Very funny, Mikey!"

Michelangelo smiled. He turned and shuffled back form the edge. "Okay, let's move Leo!"

His brother nodded, and the two turtles began carefully crawling down the tunnel.

Yes, I got the idea from The Emperor's New Groove. And no, I don't think it would be as simple as the way it happened in the movie, or in my story. But something had to occur here. :) Thanks to everyone who's following my story. Please leave a review so I know how you guys feel about it! ~Hisomi