Cats and Dogs

L.A.: Okay, so I know I hadn't updated in awhile but that's because I'm in the middle of my exams and I'm sick. Blah, anyway, I had some downtime so I thought I would quickly upload the next chapter. Enjoy!

"Sarafina," A voice called in the darkness.

I frowned as I tried to figure out where the voice was coming from.

"Sarafina."

I was slightly annoyed that someone had disturbed my nap. Come to think of it, what had I been doing before then?

I remember a needle and…a turtle?

"Sarafina!"

My eyes snapped open as I found myself as a dog once more and in a cage. Looking around I noticed there were many other animals of all shapes and kinds trapped in cages as well.

"What do you think they are going to do to us?" An aardvark asked an anteater.

"Who knows," the anteater shrugged.

"I want my mommy," A bat whined from somewhere over my head.

"So how did they catch you?" a lynx asked.

Glancing over at her, I realized that she was talking to me.

"I'm not sure," I said, the words flowing out of my mouth. "What is this place?"

The lynx frowned. "We don't know. Everyone just calls it Death."

I cocked my head. "Death?"

"Yeah," she said. "Because once you go through those double doors over there, you never come back."

I glanced in the direction of the doors. They opened as two people in laboratory coats walked in.

They walked straight toward my cage. The one on the left looked down at his clipboard. "Is this subject 008?"

The other nodded.

"Then let's take it for testing."

I backed in my cage as I growled. Before I could bite them, a hand clamped down on my face.

I frowned as I turned over. Although my dream had been unpleasant, I still wanted to go back to sleep. A strange buzzing sound was keeping me awake. It took me a moment to realize that it was someone talking.

"I can't believe she's gone," the voice said with a sniff. "She was so young."

I felt small lumps fall on my face.

"We will miss you."

My eyes snapped open. Mikey was hovering over me while eating a bag of crackers.

I glared at him. "I am going to murder you in your sleep."

"Oh no," Mikey said with a fake scream. "She's turned into a psychotic zombie." He took off running.

"Get back here!" I said as I stood up. The world spun for a moment before it righted itself.

I felt a hand on my shoulder as I steadied myself.

"Easy there," Donnie said with a warm smile, "You've still have a little bit of the tranquilizer in your system."

My eyes widened as I remembered what happened. I unconsciously rubbed my arm. I really needed to stop being a damsel in distress. "Wait," I said as I frowned. "How is the power working?"

He sighed. "Believe it or not, Mikey was the one who found the backup generator. A couple minutes after you passed out and the foot vanished, I was able to get my communicator working. I told him how to do it and he figured it out."

"Wow," I said with a smirk. "Mikey's growing up."

"Yeah," Donnie said, "And soon pigs will be flying."

My eyes widened as an image of Aristotle flashed through my head. "What happened to Aristotle?"

Donnie raised an eyebrow. "You mean the dog? He's down stairs sleeping on the couch. In fact…"

He trailed off as I ran out of the room. I was pretty sure he was sighing and shaking his head at me.

I took two steps at a time before landing with a loud plop on the ground floor. As soon as I walked into the den, Klunk jumped in front of my feet.

"Geez," I yelped as I tried to prevent myself from falling on him.

"Satan," Klunk spat. "This is starting to get ridiculous. I came to somewhat accept you in my home even if I had reservations and none of my masters would listen to me and…"

"Klunk," I said with a slight growl as my eye twitched. "Get to the point."

Klunk hissed. "I will not allow for your minions to take over my home."

Aristotle peered over the top of the couch. "Can I please kill that creature? It's acting like an idiotic wimp."

Klunk whirled around and glared at him. "How dare you call me that, minion to Satan."

Aristotle cocked his head. "What the heck are you talking about, moron. I'm a dog not a minion."

"Idiot," Klunk hissed.

"Nitwit."

"Stupid."

"Imbecile"

"Dumb butt."

"Real mature," Aristotle rolled his eyes before looking at me. He frowned. "What are you doing?"

At the current moment, I was in the process of banging my head lightly against the wall. "Maybe," I muttered. "If I bang my head hard enough something will jar loose and I won't be able to understand you anymore."

I was about to bang my head again, when a hand was placed on my forehead. Looking up, I saw Raph watching me with a raised eye ridge. "No offense but if you keep hittin' your head like that, you're gonna be as dumb as Mikey."

"I heard that," Mikey yelled from down the hall.

"Maybe I should be as dumb as him," I said, "then I wouldn't have to deal with this."

I let Raph guide me to the sofa. Aristotle moved to the side, but not before he gave a quick glare at Raph. Apparently, he wasn't a fan of the turtles. I was glad that I wasn't there when they brought him in. That probably wasn't pretty.

"So," I said, "Are you going to teach me to punch today?"

Raph crossed his arms and shook his head. "No, you've still got to rest up. Plus, we've got practice." He gave a slight wave before heading to the dojo. "See ya later."

"Wait," I yelled as I looked over the sofa. "You guys are ditching me?"

"You'll survive," Raph said with a smirk.

I glanced at Leo and Mikey as they walked by. "You guys are really going to leave me to my boredom. You won't take me with you?"

"Just relax," Leo said.

"Yeah," Mikey grinned. "Nothing's going to happen to you while you're here."

"Uh, in case you haven't noticed, I'm danger prone." I said, "While you're busy training, I'll probably get kidnapped, or stabbed or poisoned…"

"Bye Chloe," Raph said as they began to walk away.

"Or bludgeoned or mutilated or decapitated…"

Donny walked by me on his way to the dojo. He paused for a moment as he listened to me ramble. "Are you about done?"

I glared at him. "You guys suck."

He just laughed as he walked away.

I sighed as I slid back into the sofa. I was not in the mood to watch TV. I had been feeling too much like a failure lately and the only way to feel better was by accomplishing something.

Glancing to my right, I saw Aristotle standing rigid as he peered cautiously around the sofa.

I sighed. "They aren't going to hurt you."

He looked back at me and blinked. "They're human.You can't trust humans."

I looked at him in disbelief. "Uh, they're turtles, not humans, right Klunk?"

Klunk had curled up in a ball near the television. He opened his eyes snorted. "They're humans in turtle costumes everyone knows that."

I rolled my eyes. "Look, if they were humans in turtle costumes then I would know. Plus, that would mean they had turtle feddishes which would be plain creepy if that were true."

"Then how come they can't speak our language?" Aristotle asked. "If they were turtles then they could."

"They freakin' mutated!" I said in exasperation, "What do you expect?"

Both Klunk and Aristotle continued to stare at me as if I were an idiot.

With a sigh, I pointed to myself. "What do you guys consider me then?"

Without hesitation, they both said. "A dog."

"Ugh!" I fell back into the couch in exasperation.

"Speaking of which," Aristotle continued, "I now realize that you aren't my dear friend Sarafina. She had much more poise than you."

"I have poise," I protested.

He acted as if I hadn't spoken. "So, what should I call you?"

"How 'bout Satan," Klunk muttered.

I shot him a glare before saying, "Just call me Chloe."

Watching TV with a cat and a dog is rather annoying. Normally I am not bothered by this but both of them kept asking me questions about the show, which was getting on my nerves. I guess they were really enjoying the fact that they had someone to translate for them.

I nearly cried out with joy when Lindsey finally arrived.

"Hey," She said as she walked up with a bag in hand. "I heard what happened. Are you okay?"

"Well, currently I'm not allowed to do anything because there might be some traces of the tranquilizer in my system, I'm bored out of my mind, and I am translating a soap opera for a dog and a cat." I sighed, "So, I'm okay."

"Okay," she said as she slowly nodded her head. "No sugar for you." She stared at Aristotle curiously.

He was standing rigid as he glared at her.

I rolled my eyes. "She's not going to eat you, you freak!"

"Humanity can't be trusted," he muttered as he relaxed slightly. He was still watching her intently.

"Don't mind him, he's cynical," I said as I turned back to her, "So what's going on up on the surface?"

She hesitated for a moment before saying. "Your parents are back."

"Oh," I said as I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I hated to admit it but I had kind of forgotten about them.

"Yeah, apparently they couldn't get good reception where they were so they just found out today," Lindsey continued.

"How did they take it?"

She smirked slightly. "Your mom's pissed and your dad is trying to raise the National Guard to aid in your search."

I couldn't help but be touched by their reactions. Granted, I didn't want them to be upset and I highly doubted my dad could convince the entire National Guard to search for one missing girl but, it was nice to hear they were worried about me.

A sharp pang ran through my heart as I realized I sort of missed them. I, however, tried to laugh it off. "Why am I not surprised."

"Yeah, they grilled me to death with questions," Lindsey said with a laugh. "Plus, it doesn't help that my mom is suspicious with my sudden mood change."

I grinned mischievously. "You mean you can't even act sad, Lindsey I'm surprised."

She shrugged. "What can I say? It's hard to act sad about your best friend's disappearance when she hasn't really disappeared." Her attention drifted towards Klunk. "So I finally get to meet the infamous Klunk," She held out her hand as she whistled. "Here kitty. Come here boy."

I winced as Klunk gave me a death glare.

"Now you've got the humans acting like I'm one of you," he let out a yowl. "I can't handle this!"

He quickly ran out of the room.

Lindsey looked at me in confusion. "What was that about?"

I sighed. "Don't worry about it. Klunk's just having an identity crisis."

Okay, so nice long chapter so that you wouldn't kill me. Since I'm sick and I'm still in exams, it's going to be awhile before I update again. Anyway, tell me what you think.