So...One thing I've noticed in 2003 Fics many of which I had been guilty of as well as tending to write Don as constantly snippy and cranky and I get it, Snippy Don is often a fun Don to write but rewatching the 2003 Episodes I got to remember his sweet and caring side as well and he was often excited to meet strange new beings rather than suspicious of them like one person who was RPing Don on a forum did.

Of course's Don family hunted him through the night and of course they went to junkyard where they suspected he would head to...However they found no evidence, Karl and Igor were very careful to not leave behind any tracks that could be followed, the Turtles asked the homeless if they had seen anything, but none of them had been in that particular junkyard the moment it happened they never even knew Don was there, they searched all night but all efforts were futile they had no reason to suspect Victor Feral, Don knew the most about him Feral being one of his science idols most of the other turtles mentally tuned out whenever the media mentioned him in glowing terms...

The next morning, Don awoke to the sounds of the Nutrigruel being poured in his bowl for breakfast, Don groaned and the machine rolled away to fill Arctica's bowl...

Don looked at the disgusting slop and said "I can't handle this first thing in the morning..." And insead of eating, decided to do some stretches first, rubbing the side he slept on because it was sore having slept on a cold metal floor all night...

Arctica was lapping up the slop like a Dog laps of water, overhearing what Don said gave her an idea.

"What food would you like?" Arcica asked "What were the foods you liked to eat? I asked some of the other Mutants that question before and that normally just got them really irritated and if they did answer they would tell me, they mostly lived by garbage picking most of their lives so they never had something had really good food."

Don couldn't help but feel sympathy for the other Mutants hearing that, he sat down leaning against the bars that he and Arctica shared, "Well I could really wish I had a pizza right now..."

He could see Arctica drool a bit and lick her chops at the mention of pizza...

"But..." Don remembered they were being listened to, so he wasn't sure how safe it was to mention the details about his family "...Everyone in my family loves pizza, one in particular probably loves it more than the rest of us put together! One of my personal favorite foods is sushi..."

"Ooh!" Arctica said "That's pretty gnarly! No one in my family would eat sushi...We had a superstitious feeling that eating raw meat would awaken our 'primitive animal insticts' or something like that."

Don raised an eye ridge at that, as that filled in a bit more about life on her world but that raised even more questions...Was the Uplifting process somehow incomplete? That Carnivores would have to worry about their instincts being triggered by something like raw meat? Was it something like Poor Leatherhead?

Arctica looked around and listened to check if Karl and Igor had noticed their conversation, then she sniffed and caught the distint scent of liquor...She knew what was happening, Karl and Igor had gotten into Otto's privite booze stash as they had wanted to do since Feral and Otto left that would keep them occupied for a while...

"My favorite meal was probobly a French dip sandwich." Arctica said

"Ooh!" Don said "I've never had that particular sandwich but if we ever get out of here, maybe I should try one..."

Don stood "I know I had a set of lock picks in my duffel bag, but obviously Feral wouldn't let me have my bag in here...He did at least let me keep my bandana and other acessories..." Don snarked realizing he was the only Mutant who had any kind of clothes the others were completely naked "Did he do it to protect my 'modesty?!' He then huffed and sat back down.

"I once tried picking the lock with one of my claws..." Arctica said "...Didn't work just ended up breaking off the tip of of one of my claws, it I wasn't hurt and it grew back the next day but still...Probobly better it didn't work and I probobly would have been immediately beated up if I succeeded..."

Arctica looked and listened some more, she could smell the scent of drunkeness probobly hinting Karl and Igor were out cold at the moment...

"Hey Don..." Arctica said quietly "...I have an idea."

"What's that?" Don asked

"On my world we can all do something called Dream Sharing...When two of more of us fall asleep with our heads touching and we recite a special verse, we can enter each other's dreams...With Dream Sharing we can communicate in secret without worrying about being overheard, problem is...I don't know if our heads can adequetly touch through these bars..."

Not looked at the spaces between the bars, then he looked at his stainless steel food bowl...He felt the bars with his hands, then he took the food bowl and with all his strengh his jammed the bowl between two of the bars to create a large enough for their heads to poke through.

Arctica was amazed by this impressive feat of strengh she feared the noise would awaken Karl and Igor but the two drunken Mutants were two out of it to notice.

"Wow..." Arctica gulped "...You're really strong..."

"Well..." Don said modestly "...I have been training all my life."

It was brought to my attention I didn't mention how large the cages was, so I wager their a bit like Old Fashioned Circus Trains a few feet for the Mutants to pace in each direction