Disclaimer: I don't own any characters except for Kelly.

Mica- Whoops! Sorry about that mistake with Casey and Shadow. Actually the only things I know about her are from other fanfictions. Everybody just says that Shadow is his daughter and they never include the adopted part, which's most likely why I got it wrong. But now I know… whoever Gab is! But hey, as an excuse, it's my story, and if I want Shadow to be his biological daughter, then I can! :D

Chapter 2: Driving Miss Daisy.

The aroma of food filled the room. Mike had yet again cooked another fantastic dinner for his family. With hungry faces, the turtles and their master gathered around the dinner table and sat down. Small talk about various issues was brought up although ultimately the feast was a quiet affair.

Venus stared at the brownish slop that steamed on her plate. She had tasted this weird combination of foods before and she knew that it was safe and delicious to eat, but yet she wasn't feeling hungry. Some movement on the table broke the gaze on her plate. The pet shop turtle was slowly plodding along the wooden surface, obviously lost and confused. Mike spotted the reptile.

"Oh, there you are Kelly!" Mike exclaimed as he picked her up and wandered back over to his seat. Leonardo looked up from the newspaper he was reading and swallowed the food that he was chewing.

"I thought you called her Shelly?" Leonardo questioned. Mike looked at him weirdly.

"No. I called her Kelly," Mike insisted. Leo frowned.

"I really thought that you called her Shelly," Leonardo pondered and scratched his head. He was certain that his memory was correct.

"Leo, I think I'd remember what I called her," Michelangelo scoffed. With grubby fingers, Mike reached for the pizza in the center of the table and pulled out a slice. He tore off the tip of the juicy triangle and offered the small piece to the baby turtle on his lap. The whole family stopped what they were doing to watch Mike trying to get the reptile to take what was in his fingers.

"Mike, you can't feed her pizza!" Donatello claimed as Mike smeared a bit of the barbecue sauce on her tiny beak. Michelangelo held a confused look on his face.

"Why not? We are turtles and we eat pizza. I just don't want her to feel left out. She's my little baby, aren't ya," Mike said with a compassionate voice, holding the turtle to his face, before cuddling Kelly as she squirmed. Donatello rolled his eyes, knowing that his words of advice would never find his tiny brain. Leonardo, Raphael and Venus all shook their heads and tried to ignore him.

"Dragon Lord and the Rank have been very quiet during these last few months. They haven't been causing any trouble at all," Leonardo commented, changing the subject.

"Maybe they've finally gotten a taste of turtle. We kick their ass every time," Raphael sneered. Splinter gave him a stern look that showed that he didn't approve of his language.

"Well, they aren't up to anything. They haven't even left their lair," Donatello commented.

"This might be a good time to plan ways on defeating them. I've been reading some of my scrolls. They say that in order to throw Dragon Lord and his followers into the mirror again, a Shinobi must find a way to reverse the dragon's chi energy stream and-" Venus explained. Donatello scoffed and rolled his eyes for the second time that night, interrupting Venus while doing so. 'What?" Venus asked, knowing full well that he disliked what she was saying.

"Let me get this straight. We are going to defeat Dragon Lord by following some decaying parchments which are written in several ancient languages, some of which you can't even read properly, which supposedly tells us that we can destroy Dragon Lord with a 'magical' mirror by manipulating his chi energy, that frankly, doesn't exist as far as I've observed," Donatello patronised in one long breath, pulling apart and analysing everything that Venus said.

Venus glared at him, completely offended at what he had just voiced. "Chi energy exists Donatello. The scrolls were written when Dragon Lord was first captured, so I know that this plan will work," Venus argued.

"Hence, the scrolls are really old. So old that they didn't even have electricity back then," Donatello retorted.

"I don't need electricity. I only need to harness the chi. I am a Shinobi," Venus said, her eyes locking on to Don's.

"I don't think we can rely on your Obi-Wan Shinobi tricks, especially when you can't even perform most of them," Donatello accused, really upsetting Venus. In response, she slammed her hands upon the surface of the table in anger, stormed towards her bedroom and slammed the door. Once inside she sat on her bed and allowed the tears to fall. 'Why is he so hard on me?' Venus wondered as she wiped a tear away from her cheek.

There was a lengthy silence at the dinner table. Feeling regret at what he said, Donatello continued to eat. Mike started cuddling Kelly again while Splinter took Leo's newspaper and started going through the various articles. Leonardo and Raphael's focus remained on Venus' door. This was a good time to make a move. Leo caught Raph's gaze and noticed his wink. At the same time both turtles stood up from their chair, stumbled over themselves and tried to make it to Venus' door first.

Raph, who was seated closer to the female's train carriage in the first place, had the advantage. "Eat my dust Leo!" He called cheekily as he started his bolt to the door.

"Not so fast!" Leo called out after him. Leonardo grabbed Raphael's trailing arm and pulled him back. He then whipped out one of his legs in order to sweep and trip up Raphael. With Raph on the floor, Leonardo had a clear run for the door. He bolted up to the train carriage, stopped, then gently knocked, as though he had walked over calmly. While waiting for an answer, Leonardo turned around and smiled evilly at Raphael who was still sprawled on the concrete ground. Donatello and Splinter watched the whole event from the table, and could only shake their heads at their immaturity. Mike was still preoccupied with Kelly, trying to get her head to come back out of her shell.

"Who is it?" an upset feminine voice asked.

"It's Leo… Can I come in?" Leonardo asked softly. Raphael growled and fumed behind him. Venus slowly opened the door for Leo, then retreated back to her bed. Leonardo entered the room, but not before cheekily giving Raphael a thumbs-up, causing Raphael to growl once again.

"Are you alright?" Leonardo asked compassionately, squatting down to meet her eye level as she sat on the bed. She shook her head at his question and wiped away the rest of the tears that were on her face, not wanting Leo to see her cry. Sensing that she didn't really want to talk about it, Leonardo came up with a plan. "Do you want to get out of the lair for a while?" Leo asked softly, comfortingly holding her hand. Venus looked at him, as though she was deciding. "I can teach you how to drive the Hummer," Leo followed up. A small smile spread across Venus' mouth.

"I'd like that."

*****

The Hummer rolled forward and then stopped suddenly. Leonardo held on for dear life as Venus repeated the action again. The vehicle picked up speed before stopping suddenly, causing Leo to whack his head into the dashboard. He rubbed his head as Venus continued her stop-start rampage down the dark streets of Manhattan.

"Why is the car doing this?" Venus wondered out loud.

"Because you keep pulling on the hand brake!" Leo yelled as Venus pulled on the dark stick yet again, halting the vehicle to an abrupt stop.

"Oh! Sorry. I thought that it was the gear stick," Venus exclaimed as the Hummer stood motionless on the road while she figured a few important details out.

"But it's an automatic!" Leonardo told her quizzically. "That's why there are only two pedals," he explained, pointing to her feet.

"What's the other one for?" she asked gesturing towards the larger pedal with her foot.

"That's the brake," Leonardo tried his best to calmly explain.

"Then what's the hand brake for?" she asked. Leonardo groaned inwardly.

"Look. All you need to know is that the smaller pedal is 'go' and the larger pedal is 'stop'," Leonardo explained so that a child would understand. Venus nodded and bit her lip in concentration as she started her journey again. Leonardo watched her hold the steering wheel with both hands directly beside each other on the top, as though she was an old granny with sight impairment. Scared at looking at her technique, Leo turned his eyes to the road and immediately reached out and pulled the wheel so that the Hummer wouldn't collide with the oncoming vehicle. "We also drive on the right," Leo advised her, before shrinking in his seat in fear.

After ten minutes, Venus slowly got the hang of handling the vehicle. Leonardo pointed towards an undercover car park where she could practice her turns. There were very few cars parked, giving Venus a lot more room. She drove along the concrete at five miles per hour, heading for her first sharp turn. Leonardo all too easily noticed that she had overturned. "We're gonna crash!" Leo called out and ducked down. Five seconds later, the Hummer lightly bumped into one of the concrete pylons. Leonardo looked up, relieved that Venus was only going five miles per hour, although he was slightly angry, as she had more than enough time to stop the car.

"I'm sorry. I forgot where the brake was again," Venus said nervously. Leonardo's eyes softened, knowing that he couldn't stay angry at her.

"Don't worry. It's just a little dint in the bumper bar. Nothing serious. Now just reverse and head for the exit," Leo advised. Venus put the Hummer in reverse, only to slowly crash into the pylon behind her.

"Sorry," she said again. Leonardo remained calm, and regrettably motioned for her to continue. Venus slowly drove forward again.

"Stop!" Leo yelled, but to no avail. The size of the dint in the bumper bar had doubled. "Oh man!" Leo whined. Venus reversed… and crashed going five miles an hour, yet again. Leonardo groaned as Venus continued to go back and forth, slowly crashing each time, making the bonnet and the tailgate worse. She couldn't be stopped.

Leonardo's eye twitched as Venus drove forward yet again, predictably aiming for the same pylon. "OKAY! JUST STOP!" Leonardo snapped. Venus yanked on the hand brake causing Leo to whack his forehead into the dashboard again. He groaned and opened his side door, which quickly fell off due to the repeated bashing it had endured.

"Sorry."

*****

Raphael growled as his muffler fell off again. Frustrated, he picked it off the ground and tried to attach it to his Hog. He was distracted from his work when the Hummer crawled in. Raphael stood mortified as he observed the crumpled tailgate, the detached passenger-side door and the white steam rising from the wrinkled bonnet. All of the lights had been cracked and the front bumper bar no longer existed.

Within seconds, Raphael had rounded everyone up. "How fast were you going!?" Donatello cried out, clutching his head as though he was in pain.

"Five miles per hour," Leonardo said grimly. Don could tell from his tone that he was pissed.

"How can that be? The friggin' bumper bar's missing!" Raphael asked, still shocked. Venus just stood guiltily to the side.

"She repeatedly crashed it," Leo said, trying to control his underlying anger. "She drove forward… then she drove back…the she drove forward again… then back…forward… back…" Leo explained further as his eye continued to twitch. The others slowly understood what he was saying.

"Looks like you've got some work to do Donny," Mike stated the obvious, still holding the little turtle in his hands as though it was attached to him like a bad smell.

"I'm sorry," Venus said quietly.

"Yeah, thanks Venus," Donatello said sarcastically, inwardly groaning at how much work was ahead of him.

"Would you like me to help you fix it?" Venus softly offered.

"No. Just forget about it! You've done enough already," Donatello snapped. Venus lowered her eyes to the ground and quietly exited the garage. Mike bounded after her with Kelly. Don circled around the vehicle to fully inspect the damage. Leonardo and Raphael joined him.

"Think on the bright side. At least you get to spray paint again. You know, you can put that sense of fashion design to good use," Raphael said. Donatello gave him a filthy glare.

"I'M NOT GAY!" Don yelled.

Leonardo put an arm around his shoulders. "Don, it's perfectly alright to be gay. We understand. Don't be ashamed to admit it," Leonardo said comfortingly. Donatello glared at Leo, then stared at Leo's hand on his shoulder.

"What's wrong with you!? I'm not gay! Will you stop touching me!?" Donatello cried out again, bouncing his shoulders up and down to detach his brother's arm. He angrily stumbled out of the room to find some tools to work with, but mainly to get away from the accusing turtles.

Raphael looked to Leo and noticed the massive bruise on his forehead. "What did she do? Punch your brains out?" Raph inquired, pointing to his forehead. Leonardo gave him an annoyed look.

"She thought the hand brake was the gear stick," Leonardo hissed under his breath. Raphael couldn't help but laugh.

"Serves you right for tripping me up!" Raphael said with a strong smirk on his face. Leonardo glared at him, annoyed at the way he was making fun at his misfortune. Leo cast a sidelong glance to the Hog whilst Raph was still laughing.

"You know, your Hog is now the only form of transport we have," Leonardo said with a cruel tone. Raphael's laughter was abruptly stopped.

"Oh shit!"

To be continued…