A.N.: Boy. I sure am updating this thing fast, eh? Lol. There's a switch. Hehehe. Anyway, here's the next chapter. And thanks to Ziptango for the idea! Enjoy!

Seven-year-old Donatello slept soundly in the room he shared with his three other brothers. He had a bottom bunk, as did Michaelangelo. Leonardo and Raphael had called dibs on the tops ones, despite how bad Michaelangelo had wanted one. He was the only one of the four who had actually wanted a bottom bunk. He'd never admit it to anyone, especially his brothers, but he was afraid that if he slept in a top bunk, he'd roll over and fall out in the middle of the night.

While he slept, the door to the bedroom creaked open quietly, and a small baby turtle toddled into the room. She wore a dark purple bandana and loved her brother in purple more than anything in this world. He was the whole reason why she too had been given a purple bandana; only it was obviously a different shade or purple than his.

The little female turtle quietly crept over to her brother's bedside, and quickly grabbed hold of the purple bandana he had carelessly strewn on the nightstand. Once she had his bandana she hurriedly toddled out of the room and went off to play.

No one noticed the little one-year-old baby turtle toddling about with a bandana that wasn't hers, hanging from her mouth. She loved to slobber all over her brother's things, and thought of it as a way to show him how much she cared and loved him. She didn't know that he found it to be one of the most annoying things in the world. After a while she got tired of carrying it around and hid it somewhere she knew he'd never be able to find it. She loved playing these little games of hide 'n' seek with him. She'd hide his stuff and he'd have to seek them in order to get them back.

Donatello woke up an hour later and reached or his bandana. He was surprised to not find it where he knew he had left it.

"Great. Mikey's playing a prank," he grumbled as he rolled out of bed. "I hate when he plays pranks on me."

Still grumbling, he made his way out into the den and spotted his brother in orange sitting on the floor playing with five of their little sisters. He'd never understand why Michaelangelo could sit and play with them for hours, but couldn't sit still for anything else, except his favourite television show.

"Mikey, where'd you put my bandana?" Donatello asked. "I know you took it."

"No I didn't," Michaelangelo replied. "I've been playing with them all morning 'cause Sensei said I either play or do chores. An' I wanna play."

"Where are Raph and Leo then?"

"Doing chores," Michaelangelo giggled. "They got in trouble so they gots to do 'em."

Donatello nodded. "So you haven't seen my bandana?"

"No," Michaelangelo shook his head. "Maybe Zip or somebody else took it an' hid it or something."

Ziptango. Now, why hadn't HE thought of that? He KNEW just how much his baby sister liked to hide his stuff after slobbering all over it. And besides, he WAS considered the smart one of the four boys.

He sighed as he went off in search of his little sister in purple. He finally found her sitting I a corner by the dojo, playing with some blocks.

"Zip, did you take my bandana?" He queried.

Ziptango looked up at him and grinned cheesily at him, letting him know her answer was yes.

"Well, where is it? I want it back."

He watched as she stood up and toddled over to him, hugging his legs once she'd reached him.

"Don-Don," she said looking up at him. "Cold."

Though only a year old, she was a smart little thing, and knew how to say three words. Her sisters, who were also a year old, were lucky to know one or two. Her three words were: Don-Don, cold, & hot. Thus being why she loved to play hide and seek with his stuff.

"I'm cold?" He repeated. "Well, let me know when I'm warm, okay?"

Ziptango nodded, still hugging him. Oh, how she loved her big brother. She knew she'd NEVER love any of her other brothers as much as she loved her 'Don-Don'."

Donatello took hold of her hand, and began to walk around the lair with her. He made sure to listen to what she was saying carefully, so that he'd know whether or not he was close. After a half hour of hearing 'cold', he decided he'd best have something to eat, as he'd skipped breakfast by mistake.

Master Splinter had been watching them, and smiled when he saw them break for a snack. He knew his son in purple hated when Ziptango took and hid his stuff. But, though Donatello hated his stuff being hidden, he did like spending time with his little sister. Of course, he never realized this until after they had found what she'd hidden on him.

Once they had finished their snacks, Donatello took hold of his sister's hand again, and this time let her lead him around the lair. He was becoming highly annoyed with the fact that she always said 'cold' and never 'hot' while they searched. He was beginning to wonder whether or not she even remembered where she had put it to begin with.

"Zip, are you sure we're going the right way?"

Ziptango nodded, and kept dragging him around the lair. She had a feeling he wouldn't understand what she was doing. Little did he know it, but she was re-tracing every single step she had taken that morning while hiding his bandana. Obviously, she'd gone around the lair plenty of times while he had slept.

While he was dragged everywhere, some places more than once, Donatello wished his little sister could talk like he could, so that she could explain to him exactly what it was that she was doing. He didn't like being in the dark, so to speak, about what they were doing.

Finally Ziptango stopped at the door to the Nursery, where her and the other one-year-old girls all slept. She toddled into the room, still holding his hand, and headed straight for the crib she shared with Mily.

Donatello raised an eye ridge when he watched her reach in through the bars and grab hold of a teddy bear. He then noticed what it was that was different about the teddy bear. The last time he'd seen the bear, it had been all furry and brown, not it had a nice little purple outfit on. He closed his eyes and took a quick breather, before going over and taking the bear from his little sister.

Ziptango grinned up at him like she had earlier, proud that he'd played her little game without getting mad like he had the last time. She looked on quietly as he removed his bandana from her teddy bear.

"Hot," she said suddenly. "Hot. Hot. Hot!"

Donatello shook his head and made a disgusted face when his hand touched the drool she'd so lovingly placed on his bandana. He handed her back the bear, then headed for the bathroom to wash his bandana off, leaving her there by herself.

"Don-Don!" She called running after him as fast as her little legs could carry her. "Don-Don!"

Donatello set about to washing his bandana, after putting the toilet seat down and setting her upon it once she'd found him. He couldn't help but smile at her as she watched him curiously, not saying a word at all.

Ziptango loved watching her favourite brother. She didn't care what he was doing, as long as she could watch him, she was happy.

Once he'd finished cleaning his bandana he picked her up and carried her back out into the den. He placed her on the couch, then brought out the toy computer he had re-vamped, so that they could now play computer games on it. He sit next to her and loaded the Timon and Pumba game for them to play.

Ziptango squealed when she saw Timon and Pumba appear on the screen. Oh, how she loved the meerkat and warthog. She loved this almost as much as she loved her Donatello and her teddy bear.

Master Splinter merely chuckled to himself when he saw the two playing a game on the toy computer he'd brought home months ago. Little had he known that Donatello would turn it into a real one so that they could play more than just the kiddie games already on the electronic device. He was pleased that his sons never seemed to mind spending times with the girls. The only time they appeared bothered by it, was when he left them with no other choice, but to play with the girls.

Donatello and Ziptango remained on the couch playing, right up until lunch. Then after lunch, much to Ziptango's joy, Donatello laid her down for her nap without even being asked to do so. He even stayed with her and Mily for a bit until they'd both fallen asleep. Once they'd fallen asleep he snuck out of the Nursery to go and play with his brothers, who he knew were waiting for him by the entrance of the lair.

A.N.: Well, that's it for now. I shall be working on the next one as soon as I figure out what it is I want them to do. Oh! Danceingfae, I need ideas for your chapter! Also, anyone else who has ideas for their chapter, please let me know. Not saying you'll automatically get what you want, but it'd be a great help, as I'm kinda stuck for ideas. Thanks! KTBSPA & KTNTPA & KTRSPA & KTCAPA & KTACPA & KTJTTPA & KTKCPA & KTCPA & KTBKPA & KTKILPA!!!!!