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News Always Gets Mixed Results

Down in the lair every turtle and rat were doing their own thing. Leonardo sat in a chair reading a book, Raphael worked over the latest punching bag he put up, Donatello was in his lab area making a new technological discover, Michelangelo stuffed his face with his favorite snack food in the kitchen, and Master Splinter meditated in his sleeping quarters.

Things were going fine until the elevator doors open to reveal April and Casey, then it was 'Flight of the Bumble Bee' time. Leo and Mike hid all the breakable in the closet, Raph cleared out all the exercising equipment, and Don turned on his anti-Casey security system; it put up an invisible wall that would keep Casey from entering the area. (This was something he had developed after the last time the accident-prone young man barraged into his lab and made a mess of all his potential projects.)

"Geez, break a few objects and everyone freaks out." Casey said in an insulted tone. April could help but laugh.

"So what brings you guys around here?" Donatello asked as he came over to greet the human friends.

April handed the purple bandanna-wearing turtle a paper she had folded up in her pocket. "Um…This."

Donatello took the paper and reads it over; his eyes grow wide with surprise.

"What is it Donny?" Raphael asked as he came over. He gave the paper a quick glance over his brother's shoulder, does a double take, rubs his eyes and takes another look. His lips moved as he read it over carefully.

"You two look like you've seen a ghost." Leonardo teased as he and Mike joined the small group gathered at the door of the elevator. "What is it you're reading?" Don went to hand the paper over to the turtle in the blue bandanna, but it was intercepted in the pass.

"My turn, my turn." Michelangelo chirped. He jogged a distance away from the group, waving the paper above his head in a sort of victory salute. The young turtle let out a happy sigh as he began to read the paper. "No way!" He breathed when he was done.

Leonardo marched over and snatches the paper. "Give me that." He said in an irritated tone. "I don't know what everyone is getting so worked up over." The elder brother read it over once and goes to say something when he decides to read it a second time. Again he went to say something, but stops to read the paper one more time.

"Now look whose talkin' about getting' all worked up." Raphael joshed.

"Shut up Raph, this is serious." Leonardo said sternly. "We should consult Master Splinter on this."

"On what?" Raphael asked. "What is der ta worry about?"

"Yeah Leon," Michelangelo agreed, "it's just a poster some kid made."

"But it has to do with us!" Leonardo exclaimed.

"Not necessarily." Donatello interjected. "Statically speaking, this poster could be about other four turtles that are missing. We shouldn't just up and assume that the whole world revolves around us."

"Did you read the back?" Leonardo asked rhetorically while turning the paper around and pointing to some numbers written there in blue pen. "It's dated on the back of when the turtles went missing. Remember when Master Splinter found us?"

"It could be a coincidence." Donatello shrugged.

"Ok, ok." Raphael put his hands up to attract attention to him. "So da poster could be about us. So what? What do we care?"

"But what if we want to go out looking for this guy…this Jeffery Johnson." Leonardo inquired.

"What in da shell would we want ta do dat fer?" Raphael practically roared. "I don't know about ya, but da last thing I wanna do is go lookin' up some kid dat use ta keep us in a glass bowl."

"I have to agree with Raph on this point." Donatello said while nodding his head. "My faint memories of the kid were not very pleasant." He tilted his head back as he recalled a memory. "I remember being turned upside, then suddenly being dipped into a pool of purple water and being held like that for at least half an hour." The young turtle gave an annoyed grunt. "When his mom found out, I got dunked into soapy water and my shell scrubbed with a rough brush."

Raphael cocked his head to the side as he tried to remember things also. "I think dar was a time when I bit someone's hand in either anger or frustration." He gave a little chuckle. "It's kind of hard ta remember, cause I was flung across da room in the process ta let go and I hit my head." Mike opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off. "Don't even go der." Raph warned.

"I think we were shut up in a shoe box and tucked under a bed for the first couple days out of the pet shop." Leonardo mentioned. "Then we got transferred over to the glass bowl."

Raphael came over to Leo and snatched the papers from him. "Der is one nice piece of information on dis paper I really like."

"And what is that?" Leonardo asked.

"Well, obvious Shellot is you and Shellock is Donny." Raphael pointed out.

"So?" Leonardo said in a 'what of it' tone.

"Shellot and Shellock are twins." Raphael pointed to the blurb under the names. "Meaning that you, Leo, ain't the oldest."

Leonardo crossed his arms in front of him and looks at his red bandanna brother with a bit of a glare. "What's your point?"

"Well if Donny wasn't such an uber geek, he might have been mini Splinter instead of ya." Raphael teased.

Donatello was a in a relaxed stance, but when Raph called him 'uber geek' he straighten right up. "Just what is that suppose to mean?" He demanded while he gave his tormentor a harsh glare.

"Well if the shell fits." Raphael sneered.

"Take that back you…you moron." Donatello shouted as he lunged at Raph.

Raphael stepped to the side, causing his attacker to fly right past him. "Who ya calling a moron?" He pounced on Don's back and pinned one of the fallen turtle's arms behind his shell. "Take it back."

"Not until you take back your insult first." Donatello grunted as he tried to wiggle free.

Leonardo ran over to his two fighting brothers and tried to pull them apart. "Raph, Don, cut it out." He managed to get Raph to let go of Don and off his back.

Donatello pointed an accusing finger at Raph. "Well he started it."

"Well I'm ending." Leonardo said while pushing Raph to the side and pulling Don to his feet.

"Ya ain't the boss of me Leo." Raph snapped. "And yer no longer elder brother."

"Shuddup Raph, you're really pushing your luck here." Leonardo warned.

"Ooo, I'm so scared." Raphael pretended to shake with fright. "Mini Splinter's gonna hurt me."

This time Leonardo lunged at Raph. "I thought I told you not to call me that." He roared when he caught the surprised turtle by the shoulders.

Raph fell on his back and kicks Leo off him. The blue clad turtle flew through the air and lands graceful on his feet. Raph jumped back to his feet and spins around to prepare for his brother's next attack.

"Poor choice Raphie." Donatello said to back of the red clad turtle's back. He jumped at Raph the same time Leo did and the three turtles began to wrestle with each other. While they fought, the poster Leo was holding flew up into the air and landed in the open hands of Mike.

"So what do you remember about your former owner?" April asked, trying to ignore the fight turtles nearby.

Michelangelo looked the poster over more carefully than the first time he had it. "Um…." His eyes moved from word to word and from sentence to sentence. "I…can't remember anything really." He mumbled in a barely auditory voice. The young turtle's eyes lowered as he gave the poster one last glance.

April placed a hand on the young turtle's shoulder. "Are you going to be alright?" The red head asked.

Michelangelo looked up at April and flashes a big grin on his face. "I'll be fine." He said happily while crumbling up the poster. After scanning the room the youth spotted Clunk, his newly found cat, and tosses the paper over to the orange fur ball.

Glad to have a new toy to play with, Clunk hopped over to the paper ball and starts to bat it around a bit. He looked up at his turtle owner to give a mew of thanks for the new toy, when he saw Mike motion towards his room; it was barely noticeable to the people the turtle was talking to. Understanding the implications given to him, Clunk picked up the paper in his teeth and goes to room he shared with Mike.

The main door was closed, but Mike had put in a cat door for when Clunk wanted to go in and out as he pleased. Once through the cat door, the orange cat jumped up on Mike's bed and laid the paper ball on the pillow.

Not able to resist the urge, Clunk batted the ball around a couple more times before he managed to get it to uncurl. The little cat looked the poster over and suddenly realized. 'I can't read.'

Back outside, the quarreling brothers were finally separated by Master Splinter. "I want to know what started all this." He said sternly.

Leonardo opened his mouth to say something, but Raph clamped his hand on the blue clad turtle's mouth. "Nothing Sensei, just a little rough housin'."

"Really." Master Splinter arched an eyebrow. "I want to hear what Leonardo has to say.

At first Raph hesitated to remove his hand from his brother's mouth, but with a withering glare from his master he reluctantly does so.

"Uh…" Leonardo looked from his master to Raph. The red clad turtle gave a 'don't you dare' look. Leo looked to Don, but the purple clad turtle turned his head away in a 'don't get me involved' kind of way. When Leo looked at Mike, the young turtle just shrugged. What suggestion could he give anyway? "It's just as Raph said Sensei." Leonardo sighed. "We were just messing around."

"I see." Master Splinter said with a barely noticeable nod. He knew his sons were hiding something from him, but he decided not push the subject further at the moment.

Meanwhile the two human friends stood there, stun that the turtles were not going to tell about the 'missing' poster. After a moment or two of reflecting on the matter, they decided that it wasn't their place to make any mention of it either.

Splinter cleared his throat suddenly to kill the silence drifting in the air. "Seeing as it is almost dinner time…" His voice trailed off in a hinting sort of way. The four turtles looked at him with confusion and the elder rat slightly motions towards April and Casey.

Leonardo smacked his head with the palm of his hand. "Oh right." He turned to them to ask, "Would you guys like to stay for dinner?"

April was kind of caught by surprise. "Well…uh…" She answered nervously.

A giant grin came onto Casey's face. "Whatchya havin'?" He asked before licking his lips and rubbed his hands together.

"Pizza of course." Michelangelo laughed. "What else would we be having?"

"Something healthy for a change." Donatello muttered.

Michelangelo ignored the comment of his tech-loving brother. "Tonight is Sloppy Joe pizza night." He declared.

"S…Sloppy Joe?" April asked; she makes a face at the idea.

Casey made no comment. Being the low maintenance bachelor that he was, his eating habits were rather dull. Living on nothing but Top Ramen, Mac 'n Cheese, and Pork 'n Beans left him to welcome any home cooked meal (no matter how strange) he could get.


A/N: First off, I guess I should agree that adding colors to the turtles was a bit childish on my part, but can I say? I grew up with the Archie Comics and the 80's cartoon. To tell the truth, it was more for the reader to able to idenify who would have been who for a later chapter.
- Secondly, as for telling how the owner losing his turtles...that'll come later, don't worry. (Shh!)
-Thirdly, please forgive my grammer, I'm working on it best I can. But thank you for let me know.
Thanks for reading, until next time.