S.O.S

Save Our Species

Part 4

Disclaimer: No I do not own the rights to the ninja turtles, Master Splinter, April, Irma and other related characters. Also – please note – this is based on the 80's cartoon back when Baxter Stockman was a fly and the Shredder did not even look Japanese.

"I'm not sure if this is such a great idea guys?" Donnie said, as he traipsed through the sewers with his younger brothers.

"Dude, no one would ever know," Mikey smiled back. He was pleased that he could rely on Raph and Don to come along side him with his great idea.

"You know Leo will flip when he finds out," Donnie said.

"Sure Leo and Splinter will have kittens, but seriously I recon this idea of Mikey's is goner work. I mean none of the humans will ever suspect we are real mutant turtles. They will just think we are someone in a turtle suit. Besides, it gives us a chance to see what Stockman is really up to down in Central Park," Raphael said.

"Okay, but the minute anyone suspects anything suspicious – we use our turtlecoms and get the shell out of there," Donetello told his brothers.

"Why is it, that where-ever Leo's not around – he like takes charge?" Mikey asked Raph.

"Cos he thinks he's older than us," Raph replied.

"I'm the scientist, that's why."

"So are turtles your favourite animal?" a chick with mousey brown hair asked Raphael, as she handed him a plague.

"Guess you could say that," He replied.

"I like your suit by the way, where'd you get it?" She asked, smiling at the red masked turtle.

"Um… my Ma made it for me. She's real good at making things," He replied.

"Are you with those two, their outfits looking the same as yours?"

"Yeah, our Ma made one for my brothers too," He replied, as Mikey came over.

"Chatting up the ladies already hey Raph?" Mikey giggled, as his brother gave him a death stair. Mikey ran off, before Raph could grab him.

"That your brother?" The girl said.

"Yeah, Mikey – he's a pain in the butt," Raph said.

"Hands up who loves turtles!" A dude with a megaphone called out to the crowd – everyone cheered.

"People of New York have spoken turtles rock!"

The people cheered again.

"Can we go now?" Raphael whispered to his brothers.

"Why?" Don asked.

"Cos I'm sick of that chick throwing herself at me," Raph mumbled.

"You're complaining that a chick is throwing herself at you?" Mikey looked surprised.

"Mikey, she thinks I'm some dude in a turtle costume, not a real one!"

"He's got a point," Don nodded.

"If you don't want her, I'll go work my Mikey charm on her."

"Don't you dare?" His brothers replied.

"Look I think we should head home, Leo and Master Splinter will be wondering where we got to, come on."

"Now that we've found love, what we are going to do with it," Mikey sang and danced his way into the lair.

"Give it a rest Mikey," Raph and Don both said, as they walked in.

"Now we found Leo, what we are going to do with him," Mikey gave his cheekiest grin at his older brother.

"Yeah, nice Mikey, offcourse I'm here, I live here."

"Oh bummer, we forgot, didn't we Donnie," Raph smirked.

"Hey Leo, you been taking good care of Shelly and all her little friends now haven't you?" Mikey asked his brother.

"Shelly's your turtle, you take care of her," Leo said, "I take it you guys haven't found anymore turtles in the sewers?"

"Huh?" Raph asked.
"I take that's what you three have been doing?" Leo inquired.

"Yeah we checked out the usual places, but nothing this morning. I think Stockman's run out of pet turtles for now," Don said.

"Hey Shelley, Shelley Shelley, want a chippie?" Mikey waved a chip in front of the small turtle.

"Mikey it ever occurred to you that she may not eat chips?" Leo said to his brother. He had been watching Mikey trying to feed junk food to that turtle all morning.

"Leo, I think I know what turtles eat, bro, simply because I am one awesome one at that ain't that right Shelley?"

"Mike you eat anything, so that's not really a reliable source of information," Donnie came over with what he had bought from the pet store.

"What on earth is that muck?" Mikey screwed his face up at the jar of green slimy mush.

"Mikey, this is what pet shop turtles eat. You ate this once, you know," Donnie got the eyedropper and offered some to Shelley.

"Oh no you don't! Shelley's my turtle, she don't eat slim," Mikey grabbed the turtle and ran off with her to his room.

"I bet you anything that slim is probably her main menu," Donnie said to Leo.

"Arc!" Raph came into the room, holding up a bloodied finger, "Why would anyone want a pet turtle?" He shoved his finger in his brother's faces.

"I know, why anyone would want you for a pet," Leo smirked at his brother.

"It bite me Leo!" Raph told his brothers.

"We can see that," Don replied.

"Raph, you've been battling with the Shredder and at least half of the foot clan, you're telling me that being bitten by a little turtle is actually like being punched in the face?"

"Oh give it a rest Leo!" Raph walked off to the kitchen where he knew the first aid kit was.

"Maybe Raph is a good menu idea," Donnie joked to Leo. Suddenly Don's eyes widened.

"What's wrong with you? You're going pale Don!"

Donnie looked at the jar in his hands, he looked like he was about to be sick.

"You ever wondered what they put in this stuff?"

"No, why should I care, I don't eat it."

"Leo, they put turtle eggs that don't hatch into this stuff. That's like cannibalism, but turtle style," Donnie informed his brother.

"Don't be silly Don. Raph probably yelled at the turtle, so it bite him. Remember rats have bitten him too when he's seen them and told them to get out of his way," Leo told Don.

"But Leo, if we were feed this stuff when we were in the pet shop…."

"Donnie, we're not cannibals! Yeah Raph and Mike use to bite each other when they were kids, but I don't think it's because they were feed that stuff!"