I do not own the TMNT, and the turtles rejoice.
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"You mean you actually got that on tape?"
"Audio only, but yes." Donnie confirmed.
"Don! The audio was the best part of it!"
Donnie's smile turned to a frowned as something occurred to him. "Kit, shouldn't you be offended by this kind of language?"
"Uh…" She didn't have an answer to that. "Er… Gee! Golly Donnie, I am so disappointed in Leo right now." Donnie eyed her skeptically; Kit held up her hands defensively, "Give me a break! I've come a long way from saying that stuff myself…" She considered for a moment, her fingers wiggled nervously, "Uh, as often as I used to." She amended.
"Saying what kind of stuff?" Raph asked, joining them at the kitchen table.
Donnie and Kit grinned; Donnie held up a tape recorder and pressed the play button. Immediately a string of Japanese and English spewed out of the tiny speaker. Raph's eyes widened considerably as more and more words he didn't fully recognize in either language were replayed.
"That's not me, and that's definitely not Casey. It ain't Kit for that matter either. Who else do we know with that kind of vocabulary?" He asked. Raph knew who it sounded like, but there was no way…
Donnie's grin grew wider. Kit placed a hand on Raph's shoulder and put on her best confiding tone, "Raph, there are some times when you really shouldn't put limits on what your brothers are capable of. Listen real closely now." Donnie replayed the tape.
"That ain't Leo." Raph insisted, but his grin was saying otherwise.
"Yep, and from the look on his face when he tore through here you're one brother short now."
Raph started to chuckle, then his eyes lit up, "You know…he's not gonna' be too proud of that when he calms down."
"Of course not, what are you thinking?" Donnie asked.
Raph looked around to make sure he didn't see any blue before he leaned forward over the table, Donnie and Kit leaned in as well, listening to his plan. Donnie's eyes grew round and then were squinted by the size of his smile. "I can do that." He assured Raph.
"Sounds great, but we'll need a front to keep Leo from killing Donnie." Kit put in. Raph grinned and explained the last of his plan; all three of them smiled evil smiles.
They were getting to begin implementing their plan when Leo returned to the lair, alone. Kit suddenly remembered telling Raph he was one brother short and felt her nerves acting up. "Uh, Leo, where's Mikey?"
Leo shrugged. "I lost him over by the east drainage junction. He hasn't come back yet?" Three heads shook the negative. Donnie inconspicuously handed Kit the tape player under the table, she slipped it out of sight.
"How could you lose him?" Raph asked, doing his part to distract their leader from the handoff.
"He just sort of disappeared." Leo shrugged.
"Leo," Raph's tone was serious, "It was one thing when you ran off after our little brother like that; but it is an entirely different matter when you let your anger distract you from the skills you strive to perfect. Had you not allowed yourself to lose your temper over such a little matter you would never have lost our brother."
Leo opened his mouth to defend himself before he realized exactly who had just said that. "Raph, when I get my hands on you…"
Raph smirked, "Bring it." Leo brought it, nearly toppling the table as he launched an attack on his brother. Donnie and Kit quickly moved out of the danger zone and headed for Donnie's lab.
Once in the lab Kit looked around for someplace to put the tape where Leo wouldn't find it. After slipping the cassette into a small drawer with several shiny tools of unknown nature she turned to make sure Donnie had seen where she had hid the tape. His shell was turned to her and he was instead facing his shelf of research notes.
"Don? Donnie?" Kit moved around to Donnie's front. He was staring at the binders with and absolutely expressionless face. He didn't even respond when Kit waved her hand in front of his face. "Donnie?"
Slowly, so slowly that it was hard to see, Donnie's face shifted. The only way Kit knew to describe this new expression was as a mixture of determination and that punk phrase 'Oh no he didn't!' "Uh, Donnie?"
"I found where Mikey disappeared to." Donnie growled.
Kit blinked, did Donnie just growl? "Where?"
"Here. He was right here." The growl started to die into that dangerous quiet but stony tone Don had. Kit backed away slowly, when Donnie got like this sudden movements could be fatal.
Just as she was about to step out of the lair Donnie jumped into action, grabbing his bo and placing it along his shell. He seized his bag and stuffed several gadgets and some rope in it. After slinging the bag over his shoulder he grabbed the turtle tracker and marched from the lab.
"LEO!" Donnie barked. Leo and Raph stopped their brotherly attempts to kill each other.
"What is it Don?" Leo asked. His eyes flashed from Donnie's dangerous expression to Kit's look of stark terror before returning to his purple banded brother's face.
"We're going after Mikey." Donnie was growling again, scaring everyone including Raph in the process. Leo obediently stood and followed Donnie out of the lair, it was best never to argue with Donnie when he got this way.
Raph stood up and jogged over to where Kit was still standing just inside the lab. "What happened" He asked.
"I dunno." Kit turned and walked over to the shelf where Donnie's notebooks filled with research notes was. She looked over her shoulder, feeling paranoid, then leaned closer and squinted at the writing on the spines of the note books. After reading a little she understood. "Uh oh."
"Uh-oh what?"
"Mikey's got guts. Mikey's really got guts."
"What!" Raph demanded. This was getting on his nerves; he had to know what had set Donnie off so fast.
"These notebooks, Donnie's notes. Mikey mixed them up; they're completely out of order!"
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Run Mikey! RUN!