Apparently, I decided that three of our cast members had been being paid when they were doing no work and not appearing at all. I sought to rectify this with this chapter. No, no one told me about this... unless you count as the little man in a business suit who waves a 'NOT ENOUGH CHARACTER INVOLVEMENT' sign in front of my third eye as 'someone'.

"What do you mean he's not in my room?" Raph yelled. Michael took a step back, his hands raised.

"Hey, I'm only telling you what I know, and I know he ain't in your room. He's pretty happy though."

"And how would you know that?" snarled Raph.

"We seem to be able to sense your feelings and the causes for them," said Donato, coming to Michael's aid.

"He's happy 'cause he's got some of your... your..." Michael's eyes had become wide, and he was trying not to laugh.

"He's got some of my what?" growled Raph.

"T-toys!" Michael managed to gasp out. Raph's eyes widened and he shot off to his room.

"What sorts of toys would Raph have?" asked Donato, honestly curious.

"He- he has action figures of all the female characters from the TV shows they watch..." said Michael, before he started laughing again. Donato managed to control himself and only burst out into half an hour of deep laughing.

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Leo ducked under an attack from Donnie and knocked him down, then offered his hand. "Do you think they're having fun back home?" asked Don. Master Splinter smiled.

"I'm sure that they are having a very relaxing time."

"Do you think they'll have made up by now? It's only been a week or two."

"Indeed. They had better make up before I get back, or they shall be in serious trouble for making me miss a month of my stories for nothing." Don and Leo exchanged a look, then decided that it would be better not to comment.

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Mikey looked at Raph, honestly confused. "But why can't I play with them Raph?" he asked, before coughing into his elbow.

"Because, they're collectibles and I don't want you breakin' 'em!"

"Aww, isn't that cute, Raph collects girls," said Don, before he and Radboud broke into obnoxious laughter.

"OUT!" roared Raph. To his surprise, Michael dragged his two brother's off then came back.

"Sorry 'bout that Raph, just ignore them, they're idiots."

"HEY!" Raph blinked as Michael shut the door for him.

"Didn't they say that about him?" Raph asked Mikey. Mikey only sneezed in reply. "Ah well... might as well call April and see if she'd be able to pick up some orange juice for you..." Mikey perked up.

"And Reboot?" he asked hopefully.

"Reboot? If I ask her ta get a show for ya where characters can be deleted at random and neva come back, she'd gut me!" Mikey became sad for a moment, then perked up again.

"My Neighbors the Yamadas!" he chirped. The movie had been something Master Splinter had borrowed for them to watch when they were little, and Leo and Mikey had always liked it the most. In Raph's opinion, Mikey was just like Nonoko, when it came to teeth anyway.

"Sure, I'll ask her if she can get that," chuckled Raph, pulling out his shell cell. Before he could ring April though, he got an incoming call. Sighing, he pressed the button and put it to his ear. "Yeah?"

"Hey Raph," came Don's voice. Raph blinked.

"Donnie?" Mikey coughed, then loudly proclaimed that he wanted to speak to Don too.

"Who's that Raph?" asked Don, sounding confused.

"How 'bout I let him tell ya," said Raph crouching and holding the phone to Mikey's ear. "Ya can talk ta Don now."

"HI DON!" Mikey yelled into the phone.

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"AAARGH!" Don yelped, yanking the phone away from his ear.

"Are you alright?" asked Leo.

"What happened, my son?"

"Someone just-"

"I'M SICK!" the voice loudly proclaimed on the other side. Master Splinter's eyes widened and he connected his shell cell to Donny's with a bit of help from Leo. And then they put it on speakerphone.

"Michelangelo?" asked Master Splinter.

"MIKEY?" exclaimed the two sons the old rat had with him.

"HI MASTER SPLINTER!"

"Michelangelo, you do not need to yell. Ask Raphael if he'll put his shell cell on speakerphone."

"'Kay!" chirped Mikey. "Hey Raphie! Dad wants you to put the cell on speakerphone!" They heard a beep, and then Raph spoke.

"Hello Fatha."

"Raphael, my son, what is happening?"

"Well almost the friggin' minute ya were out tha door, Mikey somehow managed ta change himself inta a kid! He's been a kid since then. He managed ta start talking on day two, very clearly I might add."

"Raphie gave me pizza!"

"Mikey, let's not talk about that right now," said Raph's voice, suddenly sounding nervous.

"Raphael."

"Yes Masta Splinta?"

"What have you and Michelangelo been doing?"

"Entertainin' guests, redecoratin'-"

"I SCRAPED MY KNEES!" Mikey loudly proclaimed.

"Yeah, and then ya wanted Hello Kitty band-aids," Raph muttered.

"Raphie and me watched TRANSFORMERS!" Mikey said, sounding enraptured.

"Raph! He's just a kid! You can't watch those sorts of things with him!"

"Why? Transformers is milder than Frankenstein, Enter tha Dragon, and Ip Man one and two. We watched those too by the way."

"Raph-" started Leo.

"Are you two on good terms again?"

"Kid Mikey and me are. Teen Mikey and me aren't," said Raph. "Don, how tha shell am I supposed ta return him ta normal?"

"Well-"

"Raphael, you are smart enough to figure this out on your own. You aren't as technologically ignorant as you would have us believe," said Master Splinter. "We will see you in two weeks, we are not coming back before that. If you and teenage Michelangelo are not on good terms yet, then you shall both be in serious trouble."

"Are you going now, Dad?" asked Mikey.

"Yes, my son. There is a lovely little bakery I should like to examine..."

"Okay! Talk to you later Dad! Talk to you later Leo! Talk to you later Donnie!"

"MIKEY DON'T PRESS THAT BUT-" the call connection was cut with another beep, but a few seconds later, they received a picture on the screens of their shell cells. Raph was obviously trying to stop Mikey from pressing a button on the shell cell.

"Wow... Mikey really IS a kid again..." said Donnie, staring.

"Yes, I wonder how that happened?" said Master Splinter, giving Don a sidelong look.

"Here's your coat, Master Splinter," said Leo, passing it to the old rat.

"Thank you, my son. Perhaps we shall bring a cake back with us when we return to New York."

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Raph sighed, giving Mikey an exasperated look, which was totally parried by the young turtle's wide, innocent smile. Sighing again, he seemed to be doing that an awful lot lately, he picked up Mikey and took the shell cell away. "Mikey, please don't press any buttons on here next time."

"Okay!" Raph pressed another button and held it to his ear. He was going to call April and act like that phone conversation had never happened. Unfortunately for him, as soon as April picked up, Donato barged in, asking what exactly Raph had said to Don to make him feel slightly guilty.

"Why would Don be guilty?" April asked, having clearly heard the purple turtle through the phone.

"It's nuthin'," said Raph gruffly. "Listen April, would ya mind-"

"Why was Donatello feeling guilty?" Donato asked again, but in a singsong voice.

"Shut it, or I will shove that tail of yours-"

"RAPH! That's no way to be talking in front of a kid!" April protested over the phone.

"April, would ya mind not givin' me trouble? I've got enough as it-"

"Why was Donatello feeling gui-i-ilty?"

"SHUT UP!"

"HAMATO RAPHAEL FIRENZE-!"

"ARGH!" Raph cut the connection on the call, thrust the shell cell into his belt, and stormed out of the room, not noticing sick little Mikey had grabbed onto the back of his belt and was swinging along behind him. Donato looked after Raphael, then looked at Michael.

"Do you think it was something I said?"

Oh writer's block, how I do loathe thee. This newest chapter would have been up sooner, if my iPod hadn't died on me on Friday, thus ensuring that I lost all the story data for this I had going! *headdesk* So I'd had that other chapter SO CLOSE to completion...! And then I lost it, and was unable to rewrite it. So now you get THIS, which took awhile longer because... well... let's just say it wouldn't allow itself to be written properly until I hit upon the phone call idea. So now our three holiday-goers know about Mikey being a kid, but of course they can't come back 'til Teen Mikey and Raph have settled their differences. FOR IT IS ZRZ BZNZZ! O_O

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