A.N.: Hey y'all!!! Sorry it took us me so dang long! I've had Daydream's half for a couple months now. Well, Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Neither of us owns TMNT or any of the original TMNT characters associated with them – though, we wish we did. Also, all the girls own themselves, though I do own Lenni, Daydream, & Ziptango & yes, they know this too – lol. I own them! Muah hahaha! Lol. Well, obviously I'm going to own myself – haha. Thanks!

Note: Special thanks to Arista for helping me out with my half! You always got such great ideas when I get stuck! Thank-you!


Eventually Raphael calmed down, but he never did find out who had painted all over his shell cycle. He had a strong suspicion that it was Punker but the white and blue wearing turtle girl claimed that she had been working on doors all day long. Still he reserved a glare for her each time she entered the room or came near him. Punker thought the whole thing was amusing; she would have to congratulate whoever it was who had done it whenever she found out.

At the end of the day, the turtle clan walked throughout their home, admiring the paintings and each other's creativity. Lenni let out an excited squeal when she saw the nearly life-size painting of Brian on her door. She launched herself onto Punker who let out an oof before she laughed.

"Like it much?" Punker asked.

"Love it!" exclaimed Lenni. She has to restrain herself from touching the wet paint. "It's sooo cool! Thanks a ton, sis."

Punker shrugged and tweaked the end of Lenni's bandanna. "No problem, shorty, it was fun."

Lenni beamed happily. Having Brian on her door might just make up for not getting to paint the ceiling with Mikey. She hugged Punker again before bounding off to inspect the bathroom that everyone was oooh-ing and ahh-ing over.

Everyone's doors had been specially painted to match them and their personalities. Leo's door was blue with a sword on it; Raphael's door was shades of vibrant red; Donnie's door had been painted like a computer screen with green codes on it; Michelangelo's door was bright orange with a yellow surf board. The girl's was more varied but none of them were very detailed except for Lenni's. Punker, though a great artist, couldn't paint sixteen intricate paintings in just one day.

Out of the older turtle girls, Punker's own door had a guitar on it, Danceingfae's had a small unicorn, Splinter's door looked like a book cover, Machias' door was purple-striped, Arista's had Japanese phrases on it, and Hexadecimal's door was black with red splatter paint.

The younger girls' doors were a little different since they shared. Daydream and Ziptango door was painted green with purple, yellow, white, and orange polka dots while Tyger and Ella's door was a lightening-striped with red and blue. The back of Mily and Lenni's door had been painted bright pink to satisfy the Pink Freak, Mily.

All of the girls were pleased with what they had on their doors and they all applauded Punker's efforts. Mainly because she would have pounded them otherwise.

Mikey was proudly showing off the ceiling-encompassing painting that he and Daydream had done to everyone who walked into the living room. They had used fast drying paint so nothing would drip down on someone.

"Finally living up to your namesake, Mikey?" teased Leo as he looked up at the sky-filled ceiling.

Michelangelo laughed.

"If you want to compare our sewer tunnel ceiling to the Sistine Chapel, be my guest," said Mikey with a big grin. Splinter stared at him from the couch where she had already curled up with a book.

"You know what the Sistine Chapel is?" she asked incredulously. She never doubted her brother's intelligence but she did not know he was knowledgeable in great art history. He made a face at her and crossed his arms over his plastron indignantly.

"Of course," he said, thrusting his beak into the air, "Doesn't everybody?"

"I don't!" shouted Mily as she walked into the room. "But, then again, I don't really care anyways. Oh well." She rushed over to the couch and jumped up beside Splinter. "I have no idea how you can read, there's so much to see!"

Michelangelo laughed at his pink-wearing sister. She was certainly in an excited mood. "Sugar much, Mily?"

"Maybe," she exclaimed, leaping from one couch to the other. "I found a stash of pixie stix in my room that I hid a couple weeks ago. It was great! Almost all the colors were still there." She beamed, obviously pleased with her own good luck.

"Don't jump on the furniture, Mils," Leonardo scolded gently. "Master Splinter doesn't like it and you've known that rule since you were three."

"Yeah, Mily, listen to Leo for once," said Splinter, narrowing her eyes at her younger energetic sister. "Maybe it'll be a good thing."

"It's always a good thing to listen to me," said Leo, a smirk on his face. Mikey rolled his eyes.

"You just don't want me to be distracting," accused Mily but she sat down anyways. She looked up expectantly at Michelangelo. "So…what now?"

As if to answer her question, Lenni, Daydream, Ziptango, and Tyger ran in, all screeching and laughing. Lenni ran up to Mikey and hid behind him while Daydream dragged Zip around the other side of the couch. Tyger jumped in the chair and used her momentum to vault over the back of, ducking down to hide.

"What're you-" Leo started but Lenni shushed him promptly.

"We're not here!" she insisted and Splinter let out a snort of a laugh as she flipped the page.

Well, at least your brains aren't," said Splinter with a smug smirk, "But they're never around now, are they?"

"Oh hush," Daydream's voice came from behind the couch. Suddenly Raphiella came running into the room in a fashion that was extremely similar to her sisters' earlier entrances.

"Ready or not, here I come!" she exclaimed and started to peek around the room. She spotted Lenni hiding behind Mikey and she shook her head, "Lenni, I swear, you still think we're five or something. Find a better hiding spot!"

"This is a great hiding spot," retorted Lenni as she raised her chin.

Mikey nodded, "Yep, I'm amazing."

"You're a dork," Splinter said, raising the book up over her face. She let out a squeal as Michelangelo suddenly pounced on her, ripping the book out of her hands and tickling her. Splinter screeched with giggles and batted at him, trying to make him go away. Mikey was not to be deterred and he relentlessly tickled her until she was breathless.

"My hiding spot!" cried Lenni when Mikey disappeared. Thinking quickly, she ran over to the couch where Daydream and Zip were hiding. Raphiella shot after her and caught her halfway.

"You're it!" shouted Raphiella, darting back out of reach. Lenni childishly stomped her foot on the ground.

"No fair!" she shouted, crossing her arms over her plastron. "I wasn't even hiding yet."

"It is too fair," said Raphiella from where she was standing by Leonardo. Leo rolled his eyes at the whole situation. One little sister was pouting, one was dying from laughter, one was jumping on the couch, one was gloating, and three were hiding. Just another day in the Hamato house. Sighing, he turned to Michelangelo.

"I'm going to go help Arista train. No doubt she's already in the dojo," said Leo, a small smile on his face. Mikey rolled his eyes.

"Where else would she be?" Mikey said, shaking his head. "Tell her I said to take it easy. She's going to kill herself with it or, worse, become just like you! NOOOO!" Melodramatically, Mikey fell to his knees in mock horror and despair. Leo gave him a withering look before heading off to the dojo.

When he got to the dojo, he stopped at the doorway, surprised at what he saw. Instead of Hexadecimal and Arista practicing, Raphael standing opposite of Arista and they were sparring rather violently with one another.

Arista launched herself at Raphael, katana blade shimmering in the fluorescent lights. Raphael jerked his sai up and deflected her blow. Her strikes were fluid and smooth while his were quick and sharp, always anticipating hers. Arista was the faster of the two, and she kept Raph on the balls of his feet as he avoided her katana. After a while, Raphael grew tired of playing around and deftly maneuvered the sai in the right position. When Arista struck again, the sword flew out of her hands and the sharp point of a sai was at her neck.

"Alright, alright, I get it," grumbled Arista, backing away from the blade, hands up in defeat. Raphael smirked and twirled a sai on one finger.

"You're getting there, kid," he said and gave her bandana tails an affectionate yank. She swatted at him with her hand, but he had already moved away.

He glanced at Leo when he reached the doorway, "Why ain'tcha taught her how to twist the sword and get the sai out of my hands? It's not like you don't know how." He left before Leo could say anything, causing the older turtle to roll his eyes. Leo had taught Arista how to do that; she just hadn't remembered it at that time. Or something like that.

Arista sat down on the mats of the dojo and rested her elbows on her knees. Sweat had broken out on her forehead; Raphael was an amazing sparring partner. What he somewhat lacked in grace, he made up for it with raw power and determination. She frowned as she went over the match in her head. She should've been able to throw his blades.

"You were tired," Leo said as if reading her mind. She hadn't even noticed him come in and sit down beside her on the mats. She sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"I don't think I'm ready for the Trials," she said, her voice exhausted. Leo raised an eye ridge.

"Arista," he said, catching her attention with his serious voice. "I know you're ready. Whether you think you're capable enough or not, I know you are and Master Splinter does too. So stop doubting yourself."

Arista narrowed her eyes at him, "You're not just saying that?"

Leonardo laughed, "When do I ever just say stuff?"

Arista grinned, "Never, I guess. 'Cept when you tell Raphael you're going to beat him up when he leaves the lair without permission. You never go through with that threat."

Leonardo made a face. Raphael was always leaving the lair, no matter what anyone said to him. If anyone was going to blow their cover one day, it would probably be Raphael and his I-walk-on-the-wild-side attitude. He wouldn't mean to, and he'd be sorry, of course, but Leo was pretty darn sure it'd still be Raphael's fault. "I just haven't gotten around to doing that yet."

"Mmhmm," Arista mumbled, not really believing him.

At the end of the week, everyone was in the dojo practicing when Master Splinter signaled them to stop. He stepped in front of his children who had situated themselves in a semicircle around him. A very serious expression was on his face as he looked at each of them.

"I have decided that today, we shall begin the Trials," he said in a slow, deliberate voice. There were a couple excited squeals from Mily and Raphiella, while Lenni let out a heavy, exaggerated groan.

Arista and Machias stared at one another, not really knowing what to do. They moved forward, separating themselves from the others. They looked at Master Splinter whose face was like a stone, showing none of its regular emotions. "Everyone who has not yet taken the Trials may leave."

No one made a beeline for the door except for Lenni. She hated the Trials and hated being reminded that she'd have to take them one day. She just didn't like ninjitsu like her sisters! Why couldn't she just be Lenni, a mutant turtle that wasn't a ninja? Somehow, she didn't think that would ever happen in her family. Her bo staff knocked against the doorframe as she made her exit. That was another thing against her! Her other sisters had gotten real weapons, and she was still stuck with a bo staff that she couldn't really use. Not like Donnie, at least. Donnie could make the bo staff deadly; Lenni usually just tripped over it.

Slowly, the other girls, most of them from the younger group, left the dojo. Tyger, the last one out the door, shut it behind her. Leonardo walked over and shut it completely; she had left the door open a crack in hopes of eavesdropping. She snapped her fingers in anger when Leo closed the door. That didn't stop her, Zip, and Ella from crowding around the door while the others ran off to enjoy a bit of free time.

Inside of the dojo, Arista and Machias had begun meditating, clearing their minds of everything that could distract them from the Trials. Arista found herself wondering if she had fed Rieko. Machias couldn't remember if she had lost Michelangelo's favorite comic book last night or not. Meditating was never as easy as it seemed. After a few minutes of deep breathing and picturing themselves somewhere entirely different, without thoughts or feelings, the two of them stood up from the mats and bowed to Master Splinter.

"We shall begin," he said, and nodded towards Arista. "You are first, my daughter."

Arista moved to the middle of the dojo, the mats soft on the bare soles of her feet. She could feel her siblings' eyes on her, not scrutinizing her for mistakes, but just watching. Arista took a deep, soothing breath and started performing katas. Each one had been ingrained in her mind since a young age.

They were like old friends, each one more complicated than the last. She would have to complete all the ones she knew with near perfection in order to pass. Then there would be a part of the Trials that she didn't know about, and she would have to pass that too.

Arista moved across the dojo with a grace all her own. She did not misstep or misplace her footing. She was a center of balance and focused thought, each movement coming from her with ease. The katas flew by seamlessly, the next beginning where the last left off. Sometime during the motions, she pulled her katana from its sheath and began to perform the weapons katas.

When she finished the last and most complicated kata that she knew, she bowed to Master Splinter and went back over to her siblings. Leo gave her an encouraging smile while Michelangelo gave her a cheerful thumbs-up.

Next Machias stepped forward, bowing to Master Splinter once she had taken Arista's spot. She'd stepped forward, as Master Splinter had motioned for her to do so. She curled her toes up, then stretched them out to try and ease some of the tension in her body. She also liked the feel of the mats beneath her feet. She took a calming breath, then began her katas – most of which were the same as Arista's, but some different, as they'd different weapons, therefore they had a few different katas.

She performed them with ease, only stumbling once, but it was so slight and her moves so quick that unless you were a highly trained ninja master or a male ninja turtle, you'd have never noticed it. Despite her small slip up, she never once stopped. She was determined to pass the Trials, no matter what it took. She had practiced plenty, even if it always seemed she was goofing off – in truth, she usually practiced while everyone was asleep, so that no one would be able to see her train. It was bad enough they still called her 'Match' occasionally; she did not want to be nicknamed 'Mini Leo' like Arista had been. Though, Arista always took pride in that fact, she knew she'd never be able to stand it – no matter how much she loved her brother in blue.

She remained focused on her katas, eventually pulling her ninjato from its sheath, and immediately started in on her weapons katas. She was swift, she was quick, she was skillful – proving she had indeed listened intently during lessons, and not just argued with Lenni.

Soon enough, Machias has finished doing all her katas. She bowed and stepped back to resume her previous place, before having had to perform for everyone.

Once they had both finished showing off their katas, they had to spar with one another, their brothers, and each sister who'd already taken and passed the Trials. This proved to be no easy task, as they were to use their weapons and not just their fists and feet.

Arista went first, trying not to admire Leonardo's stance and katanas, as she retrieved her own katanas from their sheaths. She was ready and could do this – she just knew she could! She'd trained extra hard, with her sister's help – heck, she'd even had Raphael's help! Now was her moment to shine, and shine she hoped she would.

Leonardo bowed to his younger opponent, hiding his proud smile as she returned the bow being careful to bow a little lower than him, but never once take her eyes off him.

Master Splinter gave the signal and the two of them immediately began to spar. Their katanas swished and clanged and shone in the dojo light. They were both determined to win and get a good work out in the process – though, Arista was mostly focused on winning, so that she could pass the Trials. It was her dream to pass the Trials, as it meant she was old enough to patrol and be given more responsibility. It also meant she got more alone time with her favourite brother, though her and her sisters always declared they'd stopped the favourite brother thing long ago.

They sparred for quite some time; Arista finally disarmed Leonardo, and grinned like a chesire cat as she placed her blades next to his throat in a scissor like manner. She couldn't help but feel extremely proud of herself, as Leonardo had been an extremely tough opponent to beat – especially since he was second in command on the clan.

Machias stepped forward, when signaled too, more than ready to kick Raphael's ornery shell. She was glad he was her sparring partner, as this could be payback for all those time he's truly annoyed her.

She bowed low to her brother, keeping a wary eye on him at all times – unable to keep from scowling slightly when she saw his sadistic smirk.

"Yer goin' down," Raphael mouthed, trying to psych her out.

Once they were given the go ahead, Machias charged her brother immediately, her ninjato coming out of its sheath swiftly. "HIYAH!!!!!" She screamed, slicing it through the air, aiming for his head.

Raphael blocked her easily with a sai, having had predicted that particular move. He'd been watching her spar for quite some time now, and knew how she worked. Though, little did he know that she'd been secretly watching him spar as well.

Machias fought long and hard, making sure to block every more of her brother's that she could. She was more determined than ever to out spar him at this point in time; she feared if she didn't she just may not pass the Trials.

Raphael was secretly impressed with his younger sister's skills. She was holding her own quite well – much better than he'd expected. This proved she had to have been practicing more than she let on.

Finally, with a swift move and one quick jerk, Machias sent Raphael's sai flying over to the other side of the dojo. She then quickly moved in for the kill, her blade resting on his shoulder only about a half inch from his neck.

Master Splinter nodded, and both of his pupils bowed to one another, before Raphael stepped back and Arista forward. It was time they fought against one another. Arista stood with her katanas drawn, and Machias stood with her ninjato still out in front of her, both in a ready stance to attack. Upon hearing the words go, they quickly went after one another. The two of them were so focused on one another, that they didn't acknowledge the fact that Donatello was helping HexAdecimal out of the dojo very much. The girls were much too concerned with passing the Trials, so that they could be up on the next level like the other girls who were older than them were. They fought for a good long while, before Master Splinter finally declared it a draw.

The two of them re-sheathed their weapons and stepped back from one another after bowing to the same level the other had.

Master Splinter nodded his approval, remaining silent for a few moments, before finally speaking.

"Now, it is time for the true test," he began. "You both shall work together to find the magnolia flower that is in a clay pot on the other side of town. It is the antidote to a foreign disease, which HexAdecimal has seem to have contracted."

Machias and Arista eyed one another quickly; they'd seen HexAdecimal be carried out earlier, and had wondered just what was going on. Though, neither had given it much thought or attention, as they were much too busy sparring – but, maybe they should have paid more attention to it.

"You have one hour to go and fetch it, and bring it back here with all its petals in tact," Master Splinter told them. "I fear if you do not get it here in time, your sister may perish."

"Hai, Sensei," Machias and Arista replied, bowing in unison. They knew they had to retrieve the flower at once! They did not want for HexAdecimal to perish!

Master Splinter bowed in return and watched as the two of them hurried on out of the dojo to go and fetch the magnolia flower that had been requested. He hoped they would do well, as he needed to know that his students could work well together as a team. Especially since these two seemed so opposite of one another – just like Raphael and Leonardo.

Meanwhile, in the living room, the seven turtles who'd yet to take the Trials were sitting about watching television and playing cards, as they contemplated on just how their two sisters were doing.

"I bet on Match," Splinter said. Though she was the oldest girl in the room, she wasn't allowed in the dojo as she had yet to take the Trials herself. And secretly, she was glad for it. "She's worked harder than y'all know."

"Pfft. If you call goofing off and skateboarding all the time working hard, then yeah, she'll do just fine," Raphiella snorted. "That's all she does, other than argue with Lenni."

"I resent that!" Lenore piped up.

"You don't resent it, nimwad," TygeroftheWynd told her. "You're the cause of it."

"Shaddup," Lenore replied, turning back to her show.

"Well, I bet on Ris," Daydream stated. "She's worked extra hard."

"She's Mini Leo, whatcha expect?" Splinter replied. "If Leo ever told her to jump, she'd ask how high!"

"How would you know?" Ziptango demanded.

"Well, how would you know that she wouldn't?" Mily piped up. "Or that Punker wouldn't? They do favour him, remember?"

"I bet on Match," Lenore stated as a commercial came on.

"I thought you hated her?" Mily said.

"Just 'cause I said I hated her, don't mean I won't bet on her," Lenore answered. "An' I only said I hated her 'cause she tried to burst my BSB bubble. 'Sides, anyone who loves Leo most needs a good butt-kicking."

"Lenni!" Ziptango exclaimed. "You know you don't mean that! Hello! Who'd you yell for when Donnie was tryin' to stick yah with the needle and thread?"

Lenore glared at her sister. "Stuff it! I meant to call Raph!"

The other girls all rolled their eyes, just as the dojo door flew open and Machias and Arista flew out. They were quite surprised to see the two, having had expected the Trials to take much longer.

"Hey! Who passed?" Daydream wanted to know.

Machias shot the younger girl a Look of annoyance, as her and Arista ran for Donatello's lab, before running on out of the lair completely.

"What's with them?" Daydream pondered aloud, looking a bit hurt. "All I did was ask them a question."

"Well, maybe it has something to do with the fact that Donnie carried Hex out and into the infirmary earlier," Lenore pointed out, rolling her eyes somewhat. "I mean, he was in a hurry, and now they are too."

"You don't think something's seriously wrong with Hex, do you?" Mily fretted.

"Nah," Splinter shook her head. "They'd have told us….wouldn't they?"

The others all shrugged, except Lenore, who'd her eyes glued to the television set once more.

During this time, Machias and Arista were now up top and roof jumping, both trying not to panic as they sought out the magnolia flower their Master had insisted upon them finding. Both feared not finding it, as HexAdecimal would be the one to endure the consequences and not them – though, they'd forever have to live with the guilt of failing and causing their sister's untimely demise.

"Where should we look, Match?" Arista asked finally, as they paused to catch their breath. They'd just been running and roof jumping, with no set destination in mind.

"Watch it, Mini Leo!" Machias snapped. "And Sensei did say the other side of town – so obviously we ought to look their first!"

"Yeesh, take a chill pill, will yah?" Arista commented, ignoring the 'Mini Leo' comment – for now. She was her own person, not Leonardo's clone! "I forgot, okay?"

"Let's just worry about Hex and finding that stupid flower to save her," Machias replied.

"Well, why don't we go this way first and circle back?" Arista suggested, pointing to her left.

"I say we go right," Machias countered. "It's not like Sensei actually gave us much to go on."

"I think it's shorter, if we go left," Arista insisted. "It may save us some valuable time."

"How would you know it's shorter, if none of us have ever been to the other side of town?" Machias demanded. "Only our brothers have been there, and maybe Hex, Punker, and Dance. For all we know, the right way is the shorter way!"

"Just because it's our 'right' doesn't mean it's the 'right' way to go!" Arista argued.

The two sisters stood there for a few minutes, bickering over which way to go, as they were secretly watched by their older brothers – though, the girls had no idea.

"Look at 'em," Raphael commented to the other three. "They're standin' there wastin' time arguin', 'stead of goin' to get the antidote to save Hex."

Leonardo shook his head. "If they take too much longer, they're not going to pass, and Sensei's not going to be the least bit happy."

"Boy, if I were them, I'd get to scattin'," Michaelangelo piped up. "No wrath is worse than Sensei's wrath when he's angry."

"Agreed," Donatello nodded, though he saw their Sensei's wrath less often than his brothers.

They all continued to watch silently, as the two girls went on disputing over which way they were going to go.

"Yanno, we're wasting time and obviously we aren't gonna ever agree," Arista told her sister. "So why don't we just split up and use the communicators to keep in contact."

"Agreed," Machias replied. "We'll cover more ground that way too."

"Why didn't we think of this before?" Arista laughed somewhat.

"We were too busy pretending to be Raph and Leo," Machias smiled. "See yah there!"

"See yah!" Arista smiled back, quickly turning and running off to the left, as Machias quickly headed right.

"What in the world?" Leonardo commented from the boys' hidden spot. "They're supposed to work together, not split up. If they run into the Foot, they're toast!"

"Especially if it's a shit-load," Raphael added. "Donnie an' I'll follow Ris."

"Fine, Mikey and I will follow Machias," Leonardo nodded. "Let's go!"

With that, the foursome split up to go and follow their sisters – who they've now deemed foolish. They understood how badly the girls wanted to pass the Trials, but they were to work as a team, not just split up and go in opposite directions – that always, always lead to trouble!

Arista leapt from building to building quickly, in hopes of getting to the other side of town as fast as she could. She just had to find that magnolia flower, so they could save Hex! She just had too! It wasn't so much about passing the Trials anymore; it was about saving her sister! Hex - the sister that was always there to help her; even if she only needed help with a homework question.

She was in such a state of panic and hurry that she wasn't always fully paying attention to where she was landing. She landed upon one building beautifully, only to have her one foot twist as she tried to move again, as it'd gotten stuck in an unseen pipe.

"OWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She howled loudly, her body turning and causing her ankle to twist even more as she fell. She smacked herself in the head angrily. "Stupid! Stupid! STUPID!"

She winced as she tried to move her foot out of the pipe, only to find it was horribly stuck. Leave it to her to fall and break her ankle!

"Dammit!" She cursed angrily. "I'm never gonna pass the Trials now!"

She sat thinking quietly. "So much for saving Hex... Dammit! Hex is gonna die all 'cause of me!"

It was then she'd decided she had best alert Machias to her plight.

Meanwhile, Machias had been jumping and scaling rooftops, when she came face to face with the Foot.

"Oh, crud!" She exclaimed, quickly pulling her ninjato out as she got into a ready stance. She would fight until the end if she had too – especially if it meant getting past the Foot, so that she'd be able to fetch the magnolia flower that was required, in order to save HexAdecimal!

She growled deep in her throat, as the Foot began to attack one by one. She fought them off easily at first, but then it began to get a little more difficult – enough for her to break a sweat.

"If you Bastards make me fail, I'll kill you!" She snarled, slicing her ninjato through one of them. At the moment, it didn't matter if this would be the first time she'd ever had to kill someone – it was more than necessary to survive!

She groaned inwardly, as she heard her communicator go off. She flicked the switch quickly, and answered as she knocked a Foot Soldier out. "Not a good time, Ris!"

"Machias! I'm stuck! I can't get to the flower!" Arista's voice cried through the watch-like communicator on Machias' wrist. "I-I think I broke my ankle!"

"Nice going, Mini Leo!" Machias snapped, dodging another Foot Soldier. "But I can't help you right now; I'm in them idle of kicking some Foot Clan butt!"

"You're going to hafta get the flower, Match!" Arista cried. "And be careful!"

Machias growled even more, angrier than before. She quickly did a spin kick, knowing four Foot down in her rage. Soon enough, she'd killed them all – or at least knocked some out – and paused to talk to her sister, once a safe distance away from the unconscious Foot Soldiers.

"You want me to come get you, Ris?" She asked, now concerned for her sister.

"No!" Arista exclaimed. "You hafta get the magnolia! You hafta save Hex!"

"I'm not passin' this thing without yah!" Machias stated.

"You have too!" Arista told her. "At least one of us has to pass, or Sensei's gonna be so disappointed!"

"I can't just leave you behind!" Machias snapped. "Now, where are you?"

"I'll just slow you down!" Arista exclaimed. "Get the flower, then if you've time, come and get me!"

Machias growled again. "Fine! But tell me where yer at anyway, so I know where to find you later!"

"I'm at the corner of Richardson and McLean!" Arista informed her. "I'm stuck on a rooftop."

"Alright, hang on," Machias replied, quickly heading in that direction.

"You better not be coming for me first!" Arista's voice yelled through the communicator. "I mean it, Match!"

"You don't stop callin' me Match, I'll leave you there for the Foot or Leo to find!"

Arista was silent for a moment. "Don't you dare lead Leo to me! He can't know!"

"Ris, I'd be more worried about the Foot finding me, than Leo."

"I'd rather the Foot finds me first – they won't give me a disappointed look," Arista sighed. "Just please find the magnolia."

"I'll do my best," Machias promised, pausing a moment. She began to laugh then. "Ris, you're never gonna believe this!"

"What?"

"I'm on my way to get you – "

" - Machias!"

"And I found the flower," Machias finished, ignoring her sister's outburst.

"What?! Get it, and let's go!"

Machias quickly made her way to where the magnolia flower sat perched in a dark blue flower pot. She cautiously went over to it and scooped it up quickly, back-flipping away hurriedly, though making sure not to let any pedals or dirt fall from the flower pot.

"I'm comin' to get yah, Ris!"

"Hurry!" Arista told her. "We're running out of time!"

"How do you know that?"

"I've a watch on my other wrist!"

Machias rolled her eyes, as she jumped rooftops. "I should've known. Least one of us remembered to bring one."

"Well, we all know who the brains of this operation is," Arista teased, though she was in grave pain.

Machias laughed, and soon enough she'd found her sister, who was stuck atop the one building, her foot in a pipe. She set the magnolia down near Arista and eyed her foot warily.

"How the heck did yah manage this?"

"I was in a hurry, and I guess I forgot to watch where I stuck my feet when landing," Arista admitted.

"This is gonna hurt," Machias warned, slicing a small piece off her belt. "Here, stick this in yer mouth and bite down on it, so nobody will hear yah scream an' think I'm murdering yah."

Arista took the piece of leather belt, and stuck it in her mouth. She bit down on it extremely hard, screaming almost silently as Machias yanked her foot out of the pipe. She'd been unable to do it herself, as sitting up meant putting pressure on it.

"Looks broke to me," Machias observed. "Donnie's gonna hafta put a cast on it."

Arista groaned, as Machias helped her to stand. "How are we gonna make it home in time?"

"Don't you worry none about that," Machias told her. "You're gonna hafta put up with a bit of pain though."

"Anything to save Hex," Arista said.

"Well, let's go then," Machias told her, as she quickly tied a rope to a post and made sure it was safe to climb down. Luckily, Arista had gotten stuck on one of the lower buildings. "I'll go down first, then you come down an' I'll make sure yah don't kill yourself once there."

Arista nodded, and handed the flower over, as Machias helped her to sit on the ledge of the building.

Machias grabbed up the flower and quickly got herself down to the ground, before calling up to her sister. "C'mon Ris! You can do it!"

Arista bit down on the bit of leather belt, she'd placed back in her mouth to keep herself silent, and swung down onto the rope. She nearly passed out at the pain ripping through her leg as her foot hit the side of the building.

"Careful up there!" Machias yelled up.

"Easier said than done," Arista muttered around the leather. She managed to get herself down to the ground, and was grateful when Machias caught her and helped her to sit down for a moment.

Machias yanked and got the rope to come tumbling down. She quickly rolled it up and stuck it in the bag they'd brought with supplies. She then rooted in the bag for a moment, and held up a splint.

Arista groaned, as Machias set to work getting her ankle into the splint. Once that was done, she was helped up and ordered to hold onto the magnolia flower pot for all that she was worth.

Soon enough, after much grunting and groaning they were both safely back in the sewers once more.

"How much time we got?" Machias demanded.

"Ten minutes," Arista groaned.

Machias dug her rocket powered skateboard then. She helped Arista sit down on the front, and made sure her foot wouldn't be bothered. "You hold tight to that flower for all yer worth. I'll steer an' get us there on time."

Arista nodded, as Machias started up the skateboard. A few moments later, they were rocketing through the tunnels and ended up rocketing right on into the lair and into the dojo. Once in the dojo, Machias brought them to a stop, then grabbed the flower and hurried it on over to Master Splinter.

"Here, Sensei," Machias told him, bowing as she held the flower pot up for him to see. "We hope that we are in time to save HexAdecimal."

Master Splinter eyed the girl in front of him, then the one who still remained sitting on the skateboard. He noted the splint, and hid the smile that wanted to cross his face. If they were both here, considering Arista's condition, then they had definitely worked as a team.

"Thank-you, my daughter," he replied, handing it over to Donatello who had returned with his brothers shortly before the girls had. "I am sure Donatello will be able to heal her well now."

Donatello nodded and hurried on out of the dojo and into the infirmary, passing a group of confused younger siblings.

Machias turned and retrieved Arista from the skateboard and helped her over to stand before Master Splinter, both of them bowing carefully, as Machias held Arista up.

A few minutes later, HexAdecimal came bounding into the dojo, followed by Donatello.

"Took you guys long enough!" She exclaimed, grinning. "Ten more minutes an' I would've been dead! But, thank-you!"

Machias and Arista both frowned. "This was all just part of the Trials, wasn't it? She wasn't really sick!"

"Well, we had to think of something," Leonardo piped up. "And Sensei thought it would be a good challenge for you both. And it seems you have learned to work together."

"Like we'd a choice," Arista mumbled. "Stupid pipe poking out where it shouldn't be."

Raphael snorted. "Kid, if you'd been left there or had screamed plenty, you woulda been rescued in two seconds flat."

Arista eyed him, a bit surprised. "You were watching?!"

Raphael nodded. "We followed you two, to ensure that if yah got yerselves in trouble, no harm would come to yah."

"Well, harm did come!" Machias snapped, feeling angry they'd left poor Arista to suffer like that. "She's probably broken her ankle!"

"But," Master Splinter began, causing both girls to turn and face him. "You have both passed."

Two jaws dropped open and practically hit the floor. "We passed!?!?"

"Hai," Master Splinter nodded.

Machias and Arista both let out loud whoops of joy, and hugged briefly, before Arista finally yelped in pain.

"Sensei, may I please get Donnie to take care of my ankle now?" Arista pleaded, her eyes finally welling up with tears. "It hurts so bad…"

"Hai," Master Splinter agreed. "Donatello shall care for you, my daughter."

He kissed both their heads, before speaking once more. "Both of you decide what we shall have for dinner tonight, and we shall celebrate as a celebration is definitely in order."

Both girls nodded. "Hai, Sensei."

Donatello came over and gently scooped Arista up into his arms then. "C'mon Ris, let's get you checked out. You come too, Machias. You seem to have some scraps from the Foot."

Machias groaned, but followed her brother in purple out nonetheless.

That night, once Arista's ankle had been placed into a cast, and dinner was made of hers and Machias' favourite foods, everyone sat down to eat and celebrate. The whole family was thrilled the two sister's had passed, despite Arista's injury and Machias encounter with the Foot. It was also announced, that very soon they would be going to April's farm house – which of course, gave them even more reason to celebrate.