Little Brother
By Maikafuiniel



Chapter 6
It's A Mini Turtle



"Bebop! Rocksteady! Get it here!" The booming voice went through all the speakers in the lab, but the two goons didn't hear him. They were still in bed you see, snoring as though they were animals in a heard.

But Shredder wasn't ready to be nice in the least, let alone let them sleep in! With those thoughts in mind he slammed their door open and made way to the edge of the two beds. Without a sound or moments noticed he gripped their shirts and lifted them high above their beds.

"And just what do you two idiots think you're doing?"

Being woken up so suddenly did nothing for their… less then standardized minds, and they weren't able to talk for a moment.

"Well? I'm waiting for an answer here!"

"Boss," Bebop said, "C'mon! Let us down! Please?"

"Not until you tell me what you fools think you're doing by sleeping all day! I have an entire empire to get ready to run you know!"

"We wuz just sleepin' boss," Rocksteady said, We were tired!"

"And prey tell, why couldn't you have slept during the night like the intelligent people?"

"You sent us out! Remember! To destroy that gook that didn't do nothing'!"

Shredder smiled under his mask. "Ah, that's right, I did." With those words he dropped the two hench men to the ground, missing the beds on purpose. "And did you?"

"Did we what?" Bebop said stupidly, rubbing his head where it had hit the ground.

"Destroy the substance!"

"Well sure! We dumped it into the sewers, just like ya said!"

"Ah… good," he muttered, "It seems you two have finally done something right. Now. Where is the container it was in? I don't have enough for my next experiment."

Rocksteady looked at him oddly for a moment, "Um, boss? It's in the sewer, just like you told us to put it!"

Shredders eyes flew open and he cursed in Japanese. "You idiots! I told you to dump the substance, not just put the container in the sewers! I told you not to leave any evidence it had been mine!"

"But boss," Bebop said, "It's just a contianer!"

"With the substance name on it, and with my fingerprints you baffon! Go! Both of you! Find that container before somebody else does!"



Meanwhile

Splinter sat in one of the many sewer pipes that led away from the lair. It was one of the few places he could have peace. But his mind wandered away when he noticed something floating in the sewage in front of him… A container with a crack in it.

"Hmmm…" he muttered, looking at the label. "Shredder in Co."

He laughed to himself that Shredder would actually put his name on his products. But then, that man was so vein his costume had to be made of reflective metal.

Splinter smiled to himself. Now, at least, he knew a bit more about what happened to his youngest son.


Michelangelo walked through the sewer pipes slowly, hopping from one to another rather then than walk through the waters. He was shocked at everything. At home he had had a chance to get used to everything, but now in the sewers everything was different. Everything was… bigger. Harder to get to, and a bit scarier.

Not that he would tell anybody that. He had an image to maintain after all.

"Party dude my shell," he muttered to nobody, "This week has got to be one of the worst! I mean, come on. The guys are treating me like a little kid! Just because I'm a bit smaller…"

He would have taken a Sewer Skimmer out with him, but it seemed he was too small to reach the controls now. And even if he could have, it was too noisy. The guys would have caught up with him in ten minutes or less.

"And it's not like I need them to protect me or anything," he muttered.

It was then that he heard something behind him. A scratching, sniffling sound. Something being dragged…

"Oh no," he said, "That ain't one of the guys! And I don't have my weapons on anything…"

He hid behind a large pipe as quickly as he could, trying to pretend his heart wasn't beating like crazy. After all, saying you're perfectly safe and actually being like that were two very different things.

The sound was coming closer now, splashing as though it was moving through the water…

Finally he saw what it was. A rat.

An everyday sewer rat.

"C'mon Mikey!" he said to himself angrily, "grow up! You're freaking out about nothing dude! Just calm down! You're a fully trained Ninja after all! You don't have to be afraid of a stupid sewer rat."

That was when everything went black.



5 minutes earlier

"Aw c'mon Rocksteady! We ain't gonna find it! It's way too confusing down here anyway, and it smells bad."

"Bebop, the boss 'ill kill us if we don't come back with it! And it doesn't smell all that bad."

"Sure it does. You're just used to it 'cause that's what the bathroom smells like after you use it."

"It does not! Hey… is that it?"

"Nah. Just a bottle. We ain't gonna find it!"

"I know, but what do you think we should do? The boss is gonna kill us."

"Hey! Look over there!"

"What is it?"

"It's a mini turtle!"

"Don't be stupid! There's no such things as mini turtles!"

"I'm not stupid, stupid! If it's not a mini turtle, what is it?"

"I don't know! But it sure looks like a turtle I guess… just… smaller!"

"You think the boss will forget about the stupid bottle if we bring him back a turtle?"

"I don't know, but it's worth a try."

And with that they started sneaking up on the little turtle. It wasn't listening because it had apparently had a bit of a scare just before, and was trying to calm itself down. Bebop and rock steady laughed as the little turtle fell to the ground.

"He's gonna have a head-ache when he wakes up."

"Ya. But it's better him then us."

"No kiddin'."