Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: "A Very Turtle Christmas!!"

Author: Marsha Walters

Disclaimers: I do not own any of the original TMNT characters. Lori and Hari belong to my friend, ChibiJaime.

Claimers: I do own this story, myself, Shauna and Ukiyo(Means: 'Life' in Japanese)

Chapter 13

The wind was still as harsh as ever as Leo, Mikey and Don walked the darkened streets of New York. Leo pulled his trench coat to cover his plastron as a blast of cold wind hit them. "Attention all New Yorkians, we will be experiencing sp-speaking diff-difficulties due to the harsh wi-winds blowing directly in our faces!!" Mikey spat out as he sneezed.

"We'll be…o-okay as soon as we're in-inside the mall, guys…do-don't worry…" Don assured them, shivering against the weather.

Leo stopped dead in his tracks as he thought he heard crying nearby. "Guys…do you hear that?"

"The only thing I can hear right now is my teeth chattering!" Mikey complained.

"It's coming from that dumpster!" Leo hurried over, Mike and Don followed him.

The brothers gasped at what they saw…A baby lying in a basket beside the dumpster, no clothes on the child as the baby was only covered by a blanket. "Who-who would do such a thing?" Don asked, a bit shocked.

"And on the day after Christmas!" Mikey added.

"Someone who obviously doesn't want to take on the responsibility of raising a child…" Leo muttered, closing his eyes. He picked up the infant in his arms, carefully holding the child.

"Some people are just too cruel…" Don muttered as he stared at the baby. "Leaving an innocent baby girl in the streets during the coldest time of year…to what? To freeze to death?"

"People are like that, Don…they don't care whose life they're throwing away," Leo answered, standing up, the child still in his arms.

"Some people, you mean. April, Lori, Hari and Marsha are definitely not like that, Leo…" Mikey interjected.

"We have to hurry to the mall…get her in some warm clothes, after we buy more presents, we'll return home with our new guest," Leo smiled to his brothers.

"Lead the way, bro!"

"Hey, Leo…I think she likes you…she hasn't cried yet since you picked her up…" Don smiled.

Leo just smiled. "Hey…why don't we take care of her! Just the three of us! We can be like that one movie…'Three Men And A Baby'…except, it'll be like 'Three Turtles And A Baby'!" Mikey smiled even more.

"Michelangelo, you have been watching way too many movies!" Don joked.

Marsha and Raph returned home before the others did. "Honey, I'm gonna go train a bit, okay?" he asked her.

Marsha nodded and kissed him; Raph returned the kiss. "Mommy!! I'm back!!" Shauna declared, running into the lair and hugging Marsha's waist.

"Shauna, sweetheart! How was your visit with April?"

"It was fun! It's always fun, hearing Casey and April argue over nothing…where's daddy?"

Marsha smiled. "Daddy's training right now, honey…"

"Okay! Mommy, I'm gonna go to my room, now, okay?" Marsha nodded again, smiling at her daughter.

Leo peeked inside the Lair before he and his brothers could walk inside with their presents. "Aw, man…" he moaned silently, seeing Marsha sitting on the couch.

Marsha glanced up, upon hearing his voice. "Leonardo?" She asked, glancing towards the doorway.

"Hey…Marsha…" he smiled, sheepishly.

Marsha walked over towards him and as she inched closer, Don and Mike pushed Leo through the doorway, making him almost land on top of her. "Whoa!"

A slight blush creeped across Leo's face. "Heh…Sorry about that…"

Marsha smiled back. "It's okay…" she glanced down and gasped as she saw the baby in his arms. "Leo…where…how…" she appeared speechless.

"We found her lying beside a dumpster…can you believe the nerve of some people?" Don asked, coming inside with a bag full of gifts.

"Some people can be quite cruel…but…she's beautiful…what's her name?"

"We haven't named her, yet…we thought maybe you'd like to do the honors," Mikey smiled.

"Okay…her name will be Ukiyo," Marsha smiled, taking the child in her arms.

"It means 'Life' in Japanese, Mikey," she smiled even more, upon seeing Mikey's confused expression.

"I think it's a perfect name," Don spoke up, a smile on his face

'What Child is this, who lays to rest,

On Mary's lap is sleeping?

Whom angels greet with anthems sweet

While shepherds watch are keeping?

This, this is Christ the King

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.

Haste, haste to bring Him praise,

The Babe, the Son of Mary.

So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh;

Come, peasant king, to own Him.

The King of Kings salvation brings;

Let loving hearts enthrone Him.

This, this is Christ the King

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.

Haste, haste to bring Him praise,

The Babe, the Son of Mary.

This, this is Christ the King

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.

Haste, oh haste to bring Him praise,

The Babe, the Son of Mary.

The Babe, the Son of Mary.'

A/N: Yes, I had to include this chapter in the fic, because we've all seen those movies/ads on tv about people leaving new-borns on the cold streets. I'm against those acts. If they really want to throw their child out, why not just give them to an adoption agency instead of leaving them on the streets where it's dangerous? looks around I'm shutting up, now…