Toddler Turtle Tales

Disclaimer: Nope – I don't own the turtles – though I do own some of the original turtle figurines. Sadly I don't own any Toddler Turtles at the moment – they're not available in the Australia, yet. As soon as I see them – I will be buying them up – I think they're so cute!

Okay, for those of us who love the Turtles and also those of us who also love the idea of Toddler Turtles – seriously they could make a cartoon just out of that!

I am going to write a series of tales, based on the Turtles childhood.

None are in order and they will be random memories posted over time.

Please Read and Replay and Enjoy!

Mickey's Super Swim

It was a typical summer's day in the Turtles' lair. Master Splinter was teaching his four sons about multiplication on the wall which had been turned into a black board.

Donetello had already grasped the concept over a year ago and was well ahead, studying from a high school maths book, which Splinter had found in a dumpster.

Leonardo had clear understanding and was working away quietly, as usual. He understood the concepts of maths to which any normal 8 year old could. He was filling out the answers fast than Splinter was adding them to the big black board.

Raphael on the other hand, was kind of grasping the concept, though he was slowly working on the number facts. He hated maths, actually he loathed it. He was much better at geography. Ask him to point to anywhere in the world, and he could. Ask him to name the capital of any country, and he could, quiet happily. Mostly due to the fact he was actually better than his two older brothers at something. Schooling wasn't his thing, he would much rather be having a training session, though he knew Splinter would only have that once they finished their academic study. He just doodled on his page, waiting for Leo to give out the answers and sneakily add in the answers then.

To Raphael's right was Michelangelo. He was the youngest of the four and as usual very bored. Like Raphael, he hated this schooling stuff. He much preferred it when it was gym time. Though he was clumsy and shorter than the others, he was very good at sports. The four turtles had recently been working on their swimming strokes. Being Turtles they already knew how to swim, though Splinter thought it important that they learn the various strokes seen on the Olympic Games. He couldn't wait for the afternoon, when he knew yet again, due to the warmth of the day, he could go for a swim. He stared off into space over Raphael's head and tuned out to what was happening around him. He didn't even notice. He didn't even notice the note Raphael passed him under the desk.

There he was at the Olympic Games, standing up on the blocks, ready for the 2000m breaststroke race. Standing to his right was Ian Thorpe, from Australia and he couldn't believe he was going to be swimming with the best in the world. He too, was there because he was one of the legends of swimming.

He got ready for his race. He looked around and could see his brothers and splinter in the stands, holding up a big banner, "Go Mickey!" It read.

He stepped up onto the block with the rest and was prepared to go, as the starting bell rang through his ears, as he splashed into the water. There he felt the wonderful flow of water along his sides and against his shell. He was in heaven......

He swam so fast that he was on the second lap, before anyone had managed to complete their first. He swam joyously through the Olympic sized pool; he could hear the crowd calling his name as he bobbed his head out of the water for breath. Then finally he touched the finishing line. He was ecstatic and jumped up and down in the water. He then watched as the other swimmers finished their race. Ian Thorpe was second, the old super fish. Mickey beamed at this amazing human, who obviously loved to swim as much as he did.

The two shook hands, showing good sportsman ship, and then swam together to the side of the pool and out onto the concrete. They both walked the length of the pool, waving at their fans. Mickey could see Donnie and Raphe screaming and cheering his name. Leo just held up his two thumbs. Splinter just beamed, though covered his ears from the noise.

Mickey could tell they were proud of them.

Then over the loud speakers came a voice, "We have a new super fish, Michelangelo, or should I say "Super Turtle."

"Michelangelo, hello, earth to stupid turtle....." Raphe nudged Mickey out of his daydream.

"wha????"

"Master asked you a question." Raphe replied to the blank look he got.

"Michelangelo, please tell me what answer you got for number 10," His sensei asked him a third time.

"Huh? Arr, sorry Sensei, what question 10?"

Raphael snickered, finally someone was getting in trouble and that someone wasn't him.

"This question ten" Splinter pointed a claw at the board.

"Um... um... I don't know... hang on.... "Mickey counted with his fingers.

"Excuse me Sensei; I have the answers to all the questions. It seems Mickey hasn't done any of them," Leo interrupted, as he glanced at Mickey's desk.

Sensei looked at Michelangelo, "Well, is it true that you haven't completed any of these questions?"

Mickey looked down, "Um. No... Sensei.... You see I distracted."

"What distracts you from your studies my son? I hope placing you next to Raphael was not an answer to disaster for both of you." Splinter looked from Mike and to Raphe.

"WHAT?! I didn't do nothing! You saw him, he was in la la land, as usual," Raphe defended himself.

"Is this true Michelangelo, you were having a day dream?"

"Um... yes Sensei, Splinter, Sir." Mickey mumbled, he felt bad at not having done his word.

"Please tell us, what was the day dream about?" Splinter smiled, with interest.

Mickey smiled back, "I had this excellent dream that I was at the Olympics and I swam with Ian Thorpe and I won the Gold medal!"

His brothers laughed, where Splinter just smiled kindly at him.

"Very well, I applaud your honesty. Though I must enforce that you do not day dream during your lessons again. You will finish these sums after launch while your brothers have their swimming lesson. As for the rest of you, we will find out the answers tomorrow, which will give Raphael time to work them out for him also. Class Dismissed."