A/N IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ! Hey all. I have two things to announce. One is that I am taking a month off from this fic starting this weekend. I am NOT giving up on it, but I will be spending the rest of May out of town at a training thing that will help me get a job as a teacher. The training is a month long, and it would probably be better for me to focus on that instead of weekly updates of this. Not that I won't still be writing, I intend to continue to do so in my free time (because writing is fun), and I may even post some chapters sporadically during the month. But I wont be able to do weekly updates again until June. Please keep sending me reviews and suggestions, as they are what help inspire me and keep me going, otherwise my muse might wither and die.

The second thing I have to announce is that along with working on Turtle Loops, I am hoping to write a fic based on the loop that was started in 16.8 and was continued through 23.4, 24.11, and 25.6. It will not be a time loop fic (so Karai will not know future events, or that her brothers are supposed to be turtles), but it will further explore the AU I started with that loop. I will let you know here in Turtle Loops when I'll start posting that. If you have any ideas or suggestions (especially for a title, I'm not very good at coming up with titles), or if anyone wants to Beta Read for that story (which would be much appreciated) please PM me about it.

Thank you for putting up with my Author's Note, now please enjoy the fic.

25.1 2003 Verse Requested by Guest

For some reason, the Time Window had a major malfunction when bringing the turtles03 and their rat master to the future. When that happened, it didn't just pull in the turtles of that dimension, but also their 1987 and 2012 counterparts as well.

Cody, of course, feeling sheepish for his invention's mistake, extended an invitation for all of them to stay with him. It wasn't like he didn't have the space.

Serling was far from happy about this development.

If it wasn't the Leos' constant training accidentally knocking over antiques, it was the Raphs rolling on the floor in a wrestling match (much to Raphael87's distress). And if it wasn't any of them, it was the Dons blowing things up for the sake of science.

Of course the Mikeys were the worst of all.

"Cease this at once!" bellowed Serling as he chased after the three orange wearing turtles, who had decided to have a hoverboarding race in the penthouse.

"WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE?!" Boomed Master Splinter12's voice, as he and his two counterparts entered the room.

Mikey12 squeaked, and immediately jumped off his hoverboard (making it keep flying till it crashed into a wall).

Looking sheepish, the other two Michelangelos also landed.

Splinter12 gave his son a stern glare. "What have I told you about skateboarding in the house?" he asked.

Mikey hung his head. "Not to," he muttered.

"Consider yourself grounded for a week," said his sensei. "And this time, I had better not catch you sneaking out."

Mikey12 groaned in disappointment, but knew better than to complain.

"Hey, wait!" spoke up Mikey03. "Don't blame the little guy. It was my idea, honest."

"Yeah, we both talked him into it," added Michelangelo87.

"Then perhaps you should join in his punishment," stated Master Splinter03

"Yes," agreed Master Splinter87. "That would seem to be a fitting penance."

"Aw," said Mikey03 and Michelanglo87.

"Thanks, dudes," said Mikey12 appreciatively.

As far as Serling was concerned, the rats were saints.

25.2 Rise of the Guardians Verse (Continued from 24.8)

Master Splinter was beginning to grow worried. It had been several hours since his sons had left to play in the sewers, and he did not know what could be taking them so long.

He had been just about to go out and look for them, when he heard the sounds of childish giggling drawing near the Lair.

He prepared to scold them for being out for so long, but he froze at the sight of his sons as they entered the room.

Before him stood four snow covered, but beaming turtles, each holding an armful of colorful eggs.

In concern, he brushed off the (surprisingly not cold) snow, and asked his sons what had happened.

The response he got was an earful of happy chatter as the four boys tried to talk over each other to tell the story.

In the end, all Master Splinter could tell from the tale, was that none of them was hurt, and they'd all had the time of their lives.

"Kids," he said with a shake of his head.

25.3 2012 Verse

'How did Mikey convince me to do this?' Donnie thought to himself as he manipulated his computer's controls.

Michelangelo had come to him that morning claiming he had an idea for his greatest prank yet.

The victims of said prank were to be all of the Kraang.

Donnie had been skeptical at first, but then Mikey had told him the specifics. At the time it sounded doable, and Donnie had agreed.

Leo, Raph, and Karai had eventually heard about it, and had agreed to help, but since it involved mostly computer stuff, there wasn't much they could help Donnie with.

Then, finally, it was finished, and the five mutants took a moment to share an evil grin. This was going to be fun…

Within the TCRI building, every Kraang monitor came to life with the face of Kraang Prime upon it.

"Attention all those who are called Kraang," said Kraang Prime, though the words did not fully match his lip movements.

The Kraang drones took no notice of this, and stood at attention as their leader addressed them.

"The one known as Kraang Subprime has informed me or complaints that the Kraang's methods of speaking are incorrect, and that this jeopardizes the Kraang's ability to communicate with those from the planet is known as planet Earth," Kraang Prime continued. "To rectify this, The Kraang are to follow along, as I say what is known as 'tongue twisters' to Kraang."

Some of the Kraang droids exchanged glances, but none complained. It did sound like something Subprime would complain about.

"Repeat these phrases: She sells seashells by the seashore," stated Kraang Prime.

"The female known as 'She' is in the process of selling the items called 'seashells' near the place known as the 'seashore'," replied all the Kraang.

Kraang Prime made a noise that sounded suspiciously like laughter.

"How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood," he said.

"What is the quantity of the material known as 'wood' could the creature called a 'woodchuck' throw were such creatures capable of such a feat," droned the Kraang obediently.

Kraang Prime definitely made a sound like laughter that time, but it was quickly silenced.

"The big black bug bled blue-black blood, while the other black bug bled blue."

"One of the large specimens of the creatures known as 'bugs' secrete bodily fluids of the color 'blue-black' in unison with a similar 'bug' secreting bodily fluids of the color known as 'blue'."

This time Kraang Prime laughed outright, and said, "My turn, my turn," before going silent again.

The Kraang were beginning to wonder if there was something wrong with their leader.

Meanwhile, back in Donatello's lab, he and his siblings were in stitches as Mikey took up the microphone to continue his joke.

"Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain," said Mikey in a dramatic voice.

That sent his siblings into further hysteria. While it wasn't a tongue twister, it was very fitting for the situation.

Donnie had rigged a program to run loops of Kraang Prime talking in tandem to whatever they said into the microphone. The microphone also ran through a filter to change whoever spoke's voice into sounding like the Kraang leader.

On Donnie's computer screen they could see security feed of several confused Kraang repeating Mikey's quote.

"Do not do the action known as 'paying attention' to the human male who behind that which is called 'a curtain'," the Kraang said.

Mikey grinned as he held out the mike to who ever wanted it next.

Karai took it with a glint in her eye that her brothers knew was a sure sign of trouble.

Their suspicions were then confirmed when instead of a tongue twister, she said a dirty limerick into the mike.

The Kraang's following response had the five of them roaring in laughter, which only further convinced the aliens there was something wrong with their 'leader'.

25.4 MB Verse

"You know, I didn't think you were serious about that," said Raph in bemusement as he watched his brother.

With the combined efforts of himself, Leo, and April, they had managed to stop Sacks and Shredder up at the Sacks estate, rather than have the showdown in New York.

Despite that, Leo still got dosed with an adrenalin rush, and with no bad guys to fight, he'd turned to his first suggestion to work off his rush of energy.

By enthusiastically cleaning the dojo.

"I-thought-it'd-be-productive. You-can-help?" said Leo in a rapid fire pace, as he bounced around the dojo like a caffeinated chipmunk, scrubbing, dusting, and sweeping everything in his path.

Raph snorted. "Pass. I'm just glad Mikey decided to work of his energy outside the Lair."

Somewhere down the tunnel outside the Lair they heard Mikey let out a whoop followed by a feminine scream.

Leo actually paused in his cleaning to share a wince with Raph. "You-and-me-both," he said.

25.5 2003 Verse

Donatello snapped awake as a young turtle tot in the middle of his first weapons training. A quick glance around showed that Master Splinter was also awake, as he gave Don a knowing wink.

Don then turned his attention to his brothers, to see if any of them were awake as well.

As he watched, Leo stumbled and dropped his wooden swords, and was looking around in utter confusion, a sign that he may be awake as well, but disoriented by the time change.

Raph and Mikey didn't show any signs of being aware of the loops, and stared down at their older brother's antics in bewilderment.

"Something wrong Leo?" asked Raph, lowering his wooden practice sai.

"You don't look so good," Mikey added as he walked over and waved his hand in front of Leo's face.

Recognition flashed in the blue wearing turtle's eyes. "Mikey?" he asked in disbelief.

That only made the other two tots exchange glances.

"I think something's wrong with Leo, Sensei," Raph called to their father.

At the word 'Sensei' fear flashed across Leo's face, and he wheeled around to stare at Master Splinter in horror.

Master Splinter exchanged a concerned look with Don, before tapping his staff on the ground. "I believe that is enough training for today, my sons," he said, not liking the way 'Leo' (as he was starting to suspect this might not be his Leonardo) flinched at each tap. "Leonardo, Donatello, please join me in my room."

'Leo' was now looking terrified, and Don noticed a subtle arm movement he was doing. Whatever he was attempting to do was apparently not working, which only served to distress the young turtle more.

Raph, however, did not seem to share in his anxiety. "Why does Donny get to come along?" he complained. "I wanna know what's wrong with Leo too."

"Yeah, me too!" whined Mikey.

'Leo' shot a worried look at the two of them, but then seemed surprised when Master Splinter only smiled fondly at his sons. "I know you are concerned for your brother, but this, I believe, is a matter that Donatello has knowledge of that would prove beneficial. If it is a serious matter, I assure you we will tell you."

Raph and Mikey both pouted, but accepted that answer and left to watch TV.

Don smiled and followed after Master Splinter into his private quarters. 'Leo' trailed behind him cautiously.

Once the door was shut, Master Splinter turned to 'Leo'. "I welcome you to our home," he said with a bow, "would you please be so kind as to introduce yourself, as it is clear you are not my Leonardo. Yet there is an air of familiarity about you."

'Leo' watched the rat suspiciously, and answered. "No, I'm not your son, Sliver."

Master Splinter gave a small frown. "My name is Splinter, not Sliver."

Don had perked up at that. "Sliver? You're the Anchor from that Superhero dimension Mikey keeps talking about. Captain Gravity, right?"

"Graviturtle," Grav corrected.

Don smiled sheepishly. "Right, sorry."

Master Splinter stroked his beard thoughtfully. "I recall in Michelangelo's many stories that my counterpart was not… kind to you and your brothers," he said slowly.

Grav nodded stiffly, still suspicious of the Ninja Master.

Master Splinter sighed in regret about that. "I see. While I doubt my actions will at all make up for whatever you have suffered at my counterpart's hands, I assure you that you are welcome to be part of this family while you are here, young one," he said sincerely.

Grav frowned, and didn't look ready to take him at his word.

"What was that thing you kept trying to do with your hand earlier?" Don had to ask.

Grav's frown softened when he turned to Don. "I was trying to harness my gravity powers, but I can't… they wont work." He looked very frustrated by that.

Don gave him a sympathetic look. "I'm afraid that's because you're taking my brother's place. He doesn't have any superpowers, none of us do."

Grav's face fell at that. His powers had been a part of him for as long as he could remember. To not have them left him feeling fairly naked.

Master Splinter nodded thoughtfully. "You are welcome to join my sons in ninjutsu training if you wish. Do you have any previous training in martial arts, young one," he asked.

Grav frowned. "Some," he admitted grudgingly. "Not as much as I would like. I could always rely on my whip and powers before now."

"A whip was your weapon of choice?" asked Master Splinter curiously.

"Yes," Grav replied in a tone that was just daring Master Splinter to look down on his preferred weapon.

Don, however, saw what Master Splinter was getting at. "And a whip is a very different weapon than swords," he said.

"Agreed, Donatello. For one who prefers the flexibility of a weapon such as the whip, would be ill fitted to train with a disciplined blade, much unlike our Leonardo," said Master Splinter. "It would seem best to start off training you with something closer to what you know."

With that the rat stood and began searching through his possessions for something.

As he did so, Grav leaned over to Don and whispered. "He's really not at all like my former Master."

Don smiled and shook his head. "No, he's not. I'm sorry for what you and your brothers went trough with yours, but I can tell you this right now. There has never been a doubt in my mind that my father loves my brothers and I, and would do anything he could to protect us. He'd never ask us to do anything that goes against our code of honor. I'm proud to say I'm his son."

Grav nodded thoughtfully at that, and began looking at Master Splinter with contemplation instead of hostility.

Master Splinter apparently found what he was looking for, and returned with a sickle attached to a weighted chain. "The kusarigama," he said as he began swinging the weapon to demonstrate it. "A tricky weapon to master. But…"

With a lightning fast movement, Master Splinter threw the weighted end so that it wrapped around a nearby board. With a yank he brought the board flying towards him, and sliced through it with the sickle.

"…In the right hands, it is a versatile weapon," he finished, holding the kusarigama to Graviturtle.

The small turtle tested the weapon in his hands, before looking up at Master Splinter. "When do we start, Sensei?" he asked, putting emphasis on the last word.

Master Splinter smiled warmly down at him, and gave a formal bow. "Tomorrow, my son."

25.6 2012 Verse (Continued from 24.11)

After the birth of his four sons on top of his infant daughter, Hamato Yoshi knew that if he wanted to properly provide for his family, he would need a better job than the meager paying one that he'd gotten when arriving in the country.

With that knowledge, he'd managed to convince a bank to give him a loan that would allow him to open his own dojo in the city. He'd had it constructed so that the upper floor and basement could be used as a living space, while he taught martial arts classes on the main floor.

With the variety of classes the dojo offered, from basic self-defense, to kendo, to ninjutsu, the dojo quickly became popular, and was a good source of income for their family.

Hamato had to be careful to not let the dojo broadcast his name, so as not to draw Oroku Saki to his doorstep a second time. In an attempt to counter this he had filed for the dojo under a false name (one that if ever caught by authorities could easily be passed off as the simple mistake of an immigrant new to the country), and he allowed his students to call him by his old nickname, Master Splinter, rather than his real one. He also grew a long beard in hopes of disguising his features. Thankfully, this all had helped keep the Shredder from finding their home thus far. But for how long was still in question.

Thanks to all this, the Hamato family had a nice home with enough room for five children to grow up in. It also was the perfect size to have enough secret rooms and hideaways that you would never find them all unless you knew where they were.

In short, it was the perfect home for a human ninja family with its share of secrets.

And those secrets were about to include one more.

Hamato Yoshi, and Tang Shen sat within their kitchen, each nursing a cup of tea that had long gone cold. Both would have normally gone to bed hours beforehand, but they knew that neither of them would be able to sleep until they knew their children were home safe.

Neither parent could fathom how their children had managed to get mixed in alien conspiracies, and both wished with all their hearts that they had not also been pulled into the feuds of their parents' past. But despite the worry it brought them, the elder Hamatos were proud of their children and their accomplishments to protect their family, the world, and its people.

Still, this did not make it any easier for them to wait into the wee hours of the night until their children came home from their missions.

They both looked up as they heard the blessed sound of the key turning in the lock, and the soft chatter of five adolescent voices making their way towards them.

Tang Shen sent a beaming smile at Yoshi, feeling utter relief that her babies had returned to her safely.

But Yoshi was not so easily lulled into security. While he couldn't make out the words, he could hear the nervous mutterings of his children as they drew closer. They may have all returned home, but something had happened that night. Something that spooked them, badly.

The two adults watched as the door to the kitchen slowly opened, and their five children filed in. Looking them over, there did not appear to be any outstanding injuries other than the usual scrapes and bruises one would usually get in a scuffle.

But then they noticed that Raphael had not fully entered the room, but instead remained in the shadows by the door. What was even more odd was the fact he was wearing a bulky, old-fashioned trench coat and hat that covered him completely.

Tang Shen's eyes filled with concern as she realized that something was clearly wrong. "What has happened?" she asked softly. "Why do you hide, Raphael?"

Their children shifted nervously, before Leonardo stepped forward into his leadership roll.

"We, um, we didn't do too well tonight," said Leo, looking ashamed. "We failed to stop a shipment of mutagen, and instead the canisters kinda… fell all over New York…"

Tang Shen and Yoshi exchanged horrified glances at this. They had seen what that substance could do, both to human and creature. For so much of it to be out in the unknown was a terrible grievance.

"But that's not the worst part," Mikey blurted out. "Raph-!"

Whatever the youngest had been about to say was silenced as his two of his older brothers clamped their hands over his mouth, and the third that he had mentioned gave violent flinch, leading his sister to rub his back soothingly.

Now their parents were very alarmed. "What Happened?" demanded Master Yoshi loudly, making his children stare at him with wide eyes.

Tang Shen stood and made her way to her third oldest and reached out to him, only for him to shrink back even deeper into the shadows.

"What Has Happened to Raphael?!" Yoshi demanded again, concern for his son flooding him.

The five teens exchanged glances, before Leo took a deep breath and said, "Raph… he-he got… slimed. He mutated, father."

Raphael gave another violent flinch, and at Miwa's quiet coaxing, slowly removed his coat and hat.

Yoshi and Tang Shen stared at the giant turtle standing in their kitchen, staring at them with their son's green eyes.

"Father… Mother… It's-it's me," he said softly, knowing his parents wouldn't reject him, but fearing it anyway.

Tang Shen let out a tiny gasp, before throwing her arms around him. "Oh, my poor baby," she said as she held him tightly.

Raphael seemed to be in shock at the contact at first, before wrapping his now green arms around his mother, and hugging her back.

Hamato Yoshi also came forward and placed a comforting hand upon his mutated son's shoulder. "What happened?" he said again, addressing his other children.

And so they told the adults everything.

Yoshi stroked his beard. "And you believe you can create antidote for your brother?" he asked Donatello as they reached that part in their tale.

Donnie nodded looking determined. "I'm sure that with enough mutagen and research I can do it, father."

Yoshi nodded. "Then in the morning I will inform your school that Raphael has fallen ill, and cannot return to class until it is finished."

Raph looked up at this in alarm. "Wait, not that I'm complaining about getting out of school, but are you saying I've gotta be stuck inside the house until Donnie makes his anti-ooze?"

Yoshi looked down at him firmly. "Yes."

"But that could take months!" the turtle protested. "If I stay cooped up for that long, I'm gonna go nuts!"

Tang Shen pulled back from her hug, and cupped Raph's face in her hands. "We only want to protect you, my son," she said soothingly. "If people see you as you are now…"

Raphael was torn. On one hand he didn't want to stay cooped up in his house the entire time of his mutation. On the other, he could never say no to his mother when she looked sad like that.

"Father, if I may," Karai interjected. "We're all trained ninjas. Staying out of sight is in our job description. Why can't Raph just go outside once it's dark, and keep to the roofs and shadows. If he can't manage that, then he's a lousy ninja anyway."

Yoshi looked thoughtful, and Raph looked so hopeful he didn't even acknowledge the backhanded jab at his ninja skills.

"I suppose, once I am sure Raphael can still use his abilities while in his new form…" Yoshi said.

Raph beamed. "I'll stay completely hidden. Thank you, Sensei," he said eagerly.

Yoshi sighed, and sent the teenagers to bed. It had been a long night for everyone.

As Karai and Raph headed downstairs (both had opted to have their bedrooms in the lower lever of the building for the additional privacy from their other siblings), Karai gestured for Raph to follow her.

She led him to a bookshelf in the far corner of the storage area of the basement, and demonstrated a hidden latch that swung the shelf into a door.

Karai pulled the door open revealing a dark sewer tunnel.

"I came up with this idea when I was a toddler, and father decided to include it," she said as the two peered into the darkness. "He thought it'd be a good escape rout if the worst ever happened."

Raph shot her a confused (and slightly disgusted) look. "Why are you showing me this now?" he asked.

"In case you ever need to get out of the house during daytime hours," said Karai leaning against the doorframe casually. "The sewers may not be the best smelling place to go, but the tunnels stretch for miles, and no one will see you down there."

Raph looked down the dark tunnel with new interest. "Have I ever mentioned you're the best sister ever?" he asked.

"No," said Karai with a laugh.

"Well I'm seriously considering it," he said with a grin.

25.7 1987(ish) Verse Requested by starfire2rav

In the underwater metropolis of New Atlantic City the merpeople inhabitants were experiencing a rapidly growing crime wave. There had been few witnesses to the crimes, as the valuables would be there one moment and gone the next.

April O'Eel, a local reporter, was determined to get to the bottom of this crime wave. Her investigations into the robberies led her to hear tell of a mysterious group known as the Fin Clan, who are said to hail from the oceans surrounding the islands of Japan.

After reporting about this development one night, April found herself at the mercy of a group of thuggish mermen, who warned her to back off her investigation.

April refused, and ducked into a lava tube of the nearby underwater volcano. Very few merpeople entered the tubes, as they were dark, dangerous, and easy to get lost in.

But unfortunately for April, the thugs were too stubborn (or just too stupid) to give up the chase that easily. They chased her through the underwater caves until they managed to corner her at a dead end.

The thugs closed in on the reporter with sinister grins on their faces.

But suddenly, out of the darkness came an attack that none of them saw coming. Within seconds the thugs were floating unconscious in the water.

April strained her eyes to see through the sand and murk that had been kicked up in the scuffle.

"I don't know who you are, but thanks," she called at the four figures she could barely see through it all.

Then as the murky waters began to clear, the figures swam forward, and April was able to get a clear look at them.

Four giant sea turtles with almost human-like proportions stared back at her from behind colorful masks.

It was all too much for April, and she went limp in the water as she fainted.

Michelangelo sighed. "She's half fish, and she still faints at the sight of us. Typical."

25.8 Gravity Falls Verse (Continued from 16.2) Requested by nightmaster000

Pacifica Northwest smirked in satisfaction as her parents gaped in shock.

Once again they had tried to hold an elaborate party for only the rich and snooty, and once again it had been crashed by the 'common riffraff'.

And this time Dipper had nothing to do with it.

After the fiasco with the ghost attacking her family, Pacifica had strived to break the chain, and be a better person than her parents. As much as she was trying to be a nicer person, she also wanted to do something bigger that showed the world that she was really trying to change. Unfortunately, she was still too young to do most of the big gestures, and those she could do were often blocked by her parents (who very much disapproved of her change in behavior).

But letting the locals crash whatever fancy party her family was having, that she could do. The trick was not getting caught while doing so.

Which is why she was very glad she had made the acquaintance of her newest friend.

"Now this is a party," said the aforementioned new friend as she came to stand beside the blond.

Pacifica grinned up at her. "Yeah, without the 'commoners' it was pretty boring. And it was all thanks to you and your brothers, Karai."

Karai smirked behind her sunglasses, and helped herself to a fancy looking drink off a nearby server's tray. It had been the five Hamato teens that had rigged the Northwest Manor gates to open and let the people in. "Please, it was no trouble. Besides, the looks on your parents' faces were priceless."

Karai and Pacifica had hit it off. Both girls had used to be some of the nastier people you'd meet thanks to pressure from a parental figure and their own misconceptions, and both were trying to be better people to make up for it in their own ways.

"Where are your brothers, anyway?" asked Pacifica looking around. They had said they would stay for the party, but even the most oblivious locals of Gravity Falls would notice giant talking turtles on the dance floor.

Karai only sipped at her drink, and pointed upwards.

Pacifica looked up to see three of the turtle boys sitting in the rafters using their ninja skills to snag Hors d'oeuvres from the server trays without anyone noticing, and nodding their heads to the music. On one of the wider rafters, Mikey was dancing with Mabel, and the two looked like they were having the time of their lives.

"Wanna join them?" Karai asked as she finished her drink.

Pacifica caught sight of her furious looking parents searching the ballroom for her. While they may not know how their daughter had pulled it off, they knew she had to have had something to do with this fiasco.

Wanting to avoid that for as long as she could, Pacifica took Karai's offered hand and said, "Yes, please."

Karai only gave her a knowing grin, and swept the two of them up to the rafters.

25.9 1987(ish) Verse (Continued from 22.3) Requested by changeofheart505

It was a dark and stormy night at the New York City Juvenile Hall. A few guards were sanctioned around the building to keep the youths in their cells after hours, and make sure they didn't cause any trouble.

But these guards had never had to deal with detaining ninjas before, and were in for a big surprise.

From within their cell, Leonardo peered through the barred door to keep look out for the aforementioned guards. Seeing none, he turned to his brothers and said, "The coast is clear, guys."

His fellow turtles nodded, and sprang into action. It had taken them three days to come up with a viable plan of escape, and to gather the materials they'd need.

Donatello began his work in his crouched position by the door. When given kitchen duty earlier that day, he had managed to swipe some ingredients that if mixed together properly could create a strong acid. Unfortunately, the staff had caught him attempting to make a pizza while there, and he'd barely got out of that mess with the ingredients undiscovered (much to the turtles' dismay at the lack of pizza). Using the acid concoction he poured it over the hinges on the door, and waited as it ate through the metal.

Michelangelo and Raphael busied themselves with setting up the beds to look as though they were still in them. If all went as planned, than no one would know they were gone until the next morning.

Finally the acid ate its way through the hinges, and Leonardo and Donatello both pulled the door from the wall with a swift and mostly silent yank.

The four turtles slipped silently out of the room and into the hall outside. Once they were all out, Leonardo pushed the door back into place so that it still looked in tact.

Then the four ninjas darted through the halls of the detention center like shadows. None saw them come or go.

All was going well until they passed an employee break room near the exit.

Michelangelo stopped short and sniffed the air. "I smell pizza," he whispered to the others.

The three of them sniffed as well, and their mouths began to water at the scent.

Leonardo shook his head. "We-we shouldn't. We're so close to getting out of here. We can get our own pizza once we're clear.

Raphael and Donatello looked disappointed, but grumbled in agreement.

But when Michelangelo didn't reply, they looked and saw the orange wearing turtle was following his nose towards the delicious smell.

"Michelangelo! No!" hissed Donatello as the other three turtles darted after him.

Raphael looks at you and shrugs. "Can't say I blame him, this is the longest we've ever been without pizza."

The three turtles caught up Michelangelo just in time to see him sneak into the break room. Poking their heads around the door frame, they saw the break room table had a large pepperoni pizza sitting on top of it just begging to be eaten.

Unfortunately there was also a guard in the room messing with a phone.

Michelangelo was using all his training in ninja stealth to sneak over to it undetected. Not that it was really needed, the guard was too busy with the phone to notice.

Finally, appearing to get the number he wanted, the guard raised the phone to his ear and said, "Hello? Hello, hellooooo! Uhh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Umm, I actually worked in-"

The guard cut himself off as at that moment he turned just in time to see Michelangelo reaching onto the table to snag the pizza.

"What the-" gasped the guard.

Caught off guard, Michelangelo could only stare back at him and say, "Uhhh…"

The guard started to reach for the alarm, but a green hand reached out of the shadows and pinched a nerve on the guard's neck, causing him to slump unconscious.

Leonardo gently placed the guard on the ground, and sent Michelangelo a disapproving look.

"We could have gotten our own when we left," he hissed.

But Michelangelo was already shoving a piece into his mouth. "Saury," he said when his mouth full. "Ah coudn' hwelp it."

Raphael smacked Michelangelo on the back of the head. "I'm starting to see why my counterparts like doing that so much," he says to you.

Donatello grabbed the rest of the box, and the turtle resumed their escape. It wasn't until they were all safe and away from the detention center that he let any of them have another slice.

As they'd predicted, no one found out they were gone until the next morning. The guard they'd knocked out promptly quit his job, and said he was going back to his former job at a pizza place.

25.10 IDW Verse (Continued from 22.12)

After reliving the fiasco with Dr. Miller and the Ashi No Himitsu, Raph noticed Casey was looking a little shell-shocked.

Pulling him aside, the red wearing turtle asked, "What's wrong?"

Casey looked uncomfortable. "Remember how I told you in one of these time repeat thingies, I ended up in Old-Timey Japan and met you all in your past lives."

Raph raised an eye-ridge and said, "Yeah…"

"Well I think it might have done something to my head similar to what's in yours. When I was looking over Mikey's shoulder at that book, I could read what it said too. And I know I've never had a lesson in Japanese in my life," Casey explained.

Raph stared at his human friend with wide eyes, before sighing and pinching his brow. "Just when I thought all this couldn't get any weirder," he said with groan.

"You're telling me," Casey said.

25.11 2012 Verse Requested by Krys, Jacen, and starfire2rav

Raph stared at the brown haired boy in front of him, who was the latest Spike replacement. Spike stared back with an equally disbelieving expression.

They had awoken in a loop where the world was run by mutants, and humans were kept as pets.

But since both of them were awake, and knew just how wrong that was, awkward didn't even begin to cover it.

"This is so messed up," said Raph with a groan.

Spike gave him a helpless shrug. "In my baseline loop, most of my friends are giant, alien robots that can turn into cars and stuff, and fight other evil, giant, alien robots. Weird has kinda been in my life for a long time."

The two fell back into silence again, and waited for something to come along and break through the awkwardness.

Just then Mikey burst into Raph's room.

"Dude! You're never gonna believe this!" he exclaimed, not even noticing Spike. "Ice Cream Kitty's turned Human! And Donnie has April for a Pet!"

Raph stared at his brother in shock, before exchanging another look with Spike. It was going to be another long loop.

25.12 Wonderland Verse

Alice blinked in curiosity at the creature before her. "You are not the Mock Turtle," she said in surprise.

The turtle-like creature, who stood like a man, and was completely black and white, with a mask and twin swords strapped to his back, glared at the girl. "Nope," he said, "I'm a Mutant Turtle."

25.13 NM Verse

Venus just knew this loop would be headache inducing. Or should I say, Milo knew he would find this loop headache inducing.

It was one of the dreaded gender swap loops, and none had been spared.

Suddenly instead of being the only girl among four guys, he was the only guy among four girls and their mother.

Mikey (or rather Millie) was the only one awake, and she was no help. In fact she thought the whole thing was hilarious.

Donna (Donny) couldn't seem to care less, and remained pretty much the same as ever.

El (Raph's female self) seemed to take Milo' being there as a challenge, and she was always trying to prove that she was stronger than him, despite Milo never trying anything that would warrant her behavior.

Lea (Leo) has also seemed nervous about Milo at first, thinking that he might try to take over as leader, but once Milo assured her that was not the case, she warmed up to her.

All this, Milo could live with. What was the major cause of his distress what the female version of the Dragon Lord was a complete and utter diva.

The combination of the screeching of her voice, coupled with a personality that made Cruella de Vil look like a saint, made it a nightmare to be in the same room as her, much less fight. Though, it was always much more satisfying when one of them punched her hard enough to knock her out (and, mercifully, made her shrieking stop).

Milo had even heard from the other dragons that they only followed her to shut her up, if they rebelled she was twice as screechy as she normally was.

Milo just couldn't wait for this loop to be over.

25.14 2012 Verse

Victor Falco used the eyes of the many rats around him to study his new appearance.

His experiments to try and recreate his telepathy serum, and the fire had resulted in a horrific mutation. His own eyes were next to useless now, and his face and skin resembled that of a mummified corps. Fittingly, he'd wrapped most of the visible skin in gauze and dark clothing, leaving only his mouth uncovered.

But mutation had had the surprising benefit of allowing Falco to telepathically connect with rats, controlling them, and allowing him to see through their eyes.

While it wasn't the power he'd intended to gain, it was certainly one he could work with.

Falco let out a mad laugh. "Victor Falco is no more," he said dramatically to his rat minions. "From now on I am-"

"Count Ratula!" bellowed a new voice, cutting off Falco in mid rant.

The newly dubbed Count Ratula turned and glared at the source of the yell. Hidden in the shadows above him sat one of the turtles who had stopped him from getting his telepathy serum from Rockwell.

The orange wearing turtle glared back at him. "I'm the one who names stuff here, dude," he said, jabbing a thumb at his chest. "All villain and gadget names must be given by Michelangelo, otherwise they are not cool."

"I will be called no such thing!" Count Ratula exclaimed. "My name will be the Rat-!"

"It's Count Ratula, case closed, nothing else, no take backs, so says the authority on naming things," Mikey interrupted with his nose in the air.

Count Ratula got fed up with this conversation, and sent all his rat minions after Mikey. Unfortunately for him, this proved to be a distraction, as while all the rats were off chasing Mikey, his brothers were able to ambush the now defenseless villain, and take him out with relative ease. Once he was unconscious, the rats stopped chasing Mikey, and returned to their homes.

Read, Review, Give Suggestions. Please read the Authors Note at the top if you haven't already.

25.1- Thanks to the Guest who suggested this. When you asked for the 2012 and 1987 turtles to show up in 2105, that just made me think 'Poor Serling, how would he survive?'

25.2- And Splinter's reaction when the turtle tots came home after their snow war.

25.3- Because I'm weird, and wanted to see the Kraang's take on tongue twisters.

25.4- Inspired by what Leo said after April and Vern made them adrenalin crazy.

25.5- Grav is still suspicious, but he's going to give Splinter a chance. In the Mirage comics, Sliver was never a good father to the Super Turtles, in fact he was downright cruel to them, and nearly killed them with his training methods. I thought it would be nice if Grav got a chance to see what it was like to have a father that really cares. This also might make waves between him and Sliver, as he's seen what it's like to have a real father.

25.6- continued from last chapter, Yoshi and Tang Shen's reactions to their son's new look. I'm really starting to like this storyline. As I said, I'm gonna rework it into a separate solid fic. Though if I did, these loops might take longer to produce. Would anyone want to read that?

25.7- Teenage Mutant Ninja Sea Turtles! Thanks again starfire2rav

25.8- Thanks again nightmaster000 for the suggestion. More Gravity Falls, now if only the show would come off hiatus.

25.9- Thanks again changeofheart505. TMNT prison break with a little Five Nights at Freddy's mixed in.

25.10- Kind of a little headcanon I had from the previous loops.

25.11- Sorry, I've never really been a Transformers fan, the most I've seen is the first half the first live action movie, and the last fifteen minutes of the most recent one. But so many people suggested this Spike that I had to at least try.

25.12- Just 'cause I love Alice in Wonderland. I may do something with American McGee's Alice series later.

25.13- Gender bend on the NM verse, where gender takes a bigger part of the characters than the others.

25.14- Like with the Newtralizer, Mikey decided to poach the naming, but this time with one of his own names.

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