A/N: Here is chapter 3! The suspense is killing me. See Disclaimer at end of this chappie.

Chill Pills and Plot Bunnies

"What do we do now?" Fred and George asked in unison.

"We go in there," Jo said, pointing to the forest.

"We're so gonna die, we're so gonna die, we're so gonna die…" Cee whimpered, clutching her face. Jo didn't even bother looking at her, but smacked her upside the head. Cee simply took two giant steps back and continued her mutterings.

They trooped through the dense forest for a couple of hours.

"We're lost," Cee said. "We're all gonna die!"

"Would you snap out of it?" Jo snapped, fighting her way through a thicket of brambles. "It's bad enough I'm stuck on this stupid island with a bunch of lack-wits but you don't have to go on about it!"

Cee looked at her blankly, "Sorry Jo,"she finally replied after a few minutes.

"Thank y – STOP RIGHT THERE," Jo unexpectedly screeched. Everyone stopped dead. Except for Wenrog, who had been busily scaling the nearest palm tree.

"Get down here!" Jo was livid. She marched up to the tree and glared up at Wenrog. "Just what do you think you are doing?"

"I'm trying to get a look at our surroundings," was the reply. He reached the leafy top of the tree and peered out above the thick canopy of trees. "The forest's huge!"

"Well duh! The Amazon Rainforest is kinda big!"

"Oh, wow!" Don whispered, awed. "I've always wanted to come here!"

"Me not so much," Raphael growled, trying to deter the cloud of bugs around his head. "Urgh, I hate bugs!"

"Here," Cee said taking pity on him; she waved her hand and a pink mosquito net settled over the bewildered turtle.

"Argh, it's pink," he groaned, disgusted.

Klunk had become interested in the swaying palm fronds of Wenrog's tree. He jumped up and grabbed a mouthful of them in his powerful jaws. The tree bent backward from the tiger's weight.

"Whoa!" Wenrog called, unbalanced.

Suddenly a particularly annoying mosquito bit Klunk's sensetive ear; the great cat released the palm tree to soothe his hurt ear.

Time seemed to freeze. Slowly, everyone turned and watched as the palm tree began to swing; it's momentum grew, increasing in speed, until the horror-struck Wenrog the Wunderful, cape flying wildly behind him, was tossed into the air like a paper aeroplane. His limbs flailing, his soared off into the horizen. His shriek died down.

"I never liked him much, anyway," Jo said with a shrug.

Mikey's eyes were brimming with tears.

"I'll never get to be a sidekick!" he wailed. Cee gave him a slap round the face and the continued on their way.

They lost a couple of characters to bad luck: Nathaniel was 'accidentally' tripped, and ended up sprawling in a pit of quicksand. The weird alien and the genie got lost along the way. Leatherhead became entranced by a female crocodile, and could not be pursuaded to rejoin them. They left him there.

"The less the merrier!" Jo smiled happily.

They trooped onwards. Bugs swarmed the unhappy party, covering them in itchy red welts that, however much you scratched, could not be soothed. The horribly humid air made the travellers sweat, clothes clinging to them. The endless droning buzz of insects was mixed with the unpleasant squelch of mud underfoot.

"Why did it have to be a rainforest?" Cee moaned, scratching the top off a bug-bite. "Why not somewhere nice, like the Artic?"

"I wish we'd never left the lair," Leo muttered under his breath as he flicked away a mosquito.

"Maybe we can reopen the plothole!" Cee suggested eagerly. "I'll bet we could! Quick, Jo, come up with a problem in the story!"

"Uh…"

"Hey," Mikey piped up. "Why did we begin on a tropical island, and now we're in the middle of the Amazon Rainforest?"

A swirling orange cloud appeared right in front of them.

"Yay! Good job, Mike!" Cee whooped.

"Okay, on the count of three," Jo said. "One, two, three!"

They all jumped into the plothole.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Cee said. They were suspended in the middle of what appeared to be a sky. The clouds were purple, and soft, high-pitched music floated from somewhere close by. They air smelt of lilac, and dragonflys flew past.

"Oh, no!" Cee wailed, smacking herself on the forehead. "We're in the Middle Realm!"

"The what?" Mikey asked.

"The Middle Realm! The plothole didn't spit us into a dimension, just chucked us in here! We'll never get out now!"

"Can't we just make a plothole appear?" Don inquired.

"Nothing makes sense here," Jo explained. "So plotholes don't exist. They only spit stuff in, not suck stuff out."

"Oh wonderful!" Leo groaned.

A pink pony, roughly as big as Klunk, flew over toward them. Wings sprouted from its back, and its wavy blonde mane floated breezily in its wake. Its hair, perfectly combed till it shone, was smooth and glossy. The pony giggled happily and fluttered over to Leo, batting its long, curly eyelashes.

"Who are you?" the pony asked the startled turtle, giggling again and flitting to and fro.

"I-I'm Leo," Leo mumbled, trying to back away from the flirtatious pony.

Suddenly a turquoise pony, with a green mane, appeared from around a violet cloud, a pout on its face.

"Aww, Chrissy, ya ditched our game!" it whined.

"Oh, look Aqua, humas," Crissy squealed excitedly, not giving any sign of seeing the other pony's appearance, being to busy prancing around Leonardo.

Aqua snorted and eyed the turtles distastefully.

"I'm Crysanthemum," Crissy said, flipping a silken lock of hair over her shoulder. "And this is Aqua."

Aqua pouted even more and sniffed, "Let's go, Crissy."

But Crissy was much to busy prodding Leo's arm with her hoof.

Suddenly Crysanthemum's head snapped up; her liquid eyes were wide with fright.

"The Plot Bunnies are coming!" she whispered. "C'mon, Aqua!" and with that, the pair of pony's sped away in the opposite direction that they had came from. Leo blinked stupidly.

"Uh oh. Did they say Plot Bunnies?" Jo asked in a trembly voice.

From around a mauve cloud a small rabbit flew. It was a very pale yellow colour, and about a foot long. Its tail was huge and very furry, and stuck up over its body like a skunk's. It flew with its ears like wings, flapping them idly every so often. It tumbled to a stop in front of the group, its huge chocolate brown eyes staring at them, full of curiosity.

"Aww, hey, little guy!" Mikey cooed, stretching out a hand to pet the bunny.

"Don't touch it!" Cee shrieked. Mikey yanked his hand back.

"That's a Plot Bunny!" Cee hissed at the orange-clad turtle. "It'll latch on to you and inject plots into you! You'll never be able to get them out of your head, and will be doomed for all eternity to write story after story!"

Mikey's face was ashen.

The Plot Bunny did not seem to be paying them any attention now. It was circling a wisp of cloud nearby. It found a spot on the cloud, hovered for a moment, then hit the spot with its front paw. A deep, gong-like sound emitted from the cloud. The Plot Bunny seemed satisfied, and turned back to the group.

"Quick! Let's spell it!" Cee cried, losing her head completely. But Klunk beat her to it. The tiger lept forward and seized the bunny by its huge tail. The Plot Bunny let out a shriek and twisted around, trying to sink its fangs into the big cat.

Then all hell broke loose. A stream of Plot Bunnies erupted from behind a group of clouds. They ranged from colours of pale green, orange, red, pink, lavender, blue, and beige. They had their tiny fangs bared in rage, hissing and spitting. The turtles, Fred, George, Jo, Cee, and Klunk, who still held the enraged Plot Bunny in his front teeth, turned toward the oncoming rush.

The Bunnies were everywhere. Luckily, they seemed more interested in saving their troubled companion than actually infecting the group. They worked the yellow Plot Bunny free and flew away, through a pack of clouds, and were gone.

"Glad that's over," Cee sighed.

Klunk, looking disgruntled at his failed capture of a Plot Bunny, sat on his haunches and washed his front paw irritably.

"We have to get out of here!" Leo whined. "I wanna go home! NOW!"

"Leo, relax, dude," Mikey tried to soothe his agitated older brother.

"Here," Cee said, emptying a couple of red pills into Leo's palm. "Chill Pill Chewables. They help your nerves. I use 'em a lot." Leo gulped the pills down and paused to chew. He swallowed. Everyone held they're breath expectantly. A dreamy expression slid over Leo's face. He smiled nonchalantly at his worried brothers and lay down in mid-air, arms crossed under his head.

"Aah, this place is kinda nice, eh?" he asked.

His brothers looked appalled.

"Leo! Snap out of it!" Raph shouted.

"Yelling is rude," Leo stated, surveying Raphael unconcernedly.

Raph blinked.

"Excuse me?"

"You gave him an overdose!" Jo snapped to Cee, floating over to her and examining the bottle of Chill Pills. "It says only one per person! You gave him at least three!"

"I usually have that many," Cee mumbled.

"We need to give him a Panic Pill," Jo decided, pulling another bottle out and emptying out a bright green pill. "Open up, Leo." She popped the pill into his mouth and waited for him to swallow.

Suddenly his eyes grew wide.

"WHERE AM I?" he yelled unexpectedly, sitting bolt upright in midair, a horrified look on his face. "THE CLOUDS ARE PURPLE! IT'S UNNARURAL!"

"Leo," Jo said slowly. "I know you're not… yourself. But you need to calm down. Okay?"

Leo was clawing at a passing wisp of cloud, eyes bulging from his bandanna. Mikey back away. Even Klunk paused in his washing to stare at Leo interestedly.

"Quick, give him a Chill Pill!" Jo said, grabbing the bottle from Cee. But as she approached the blue-banded turtle, he shrieked and lept backward.

"Get away!" he yelled, wildly waving his arms above his head as if to scare away a particularly annoying insect. "Begone! It's a consipiricy! You're all trying to poison me! I will not allow it!" He began to run in mid-air, but only moving about an inch. Jo looked at him pitifully.

"Calm down," she soothed him, inching nearer. He yelled all the louder and increased his speed.

Suddenly a huge, gaping, black hole appeared right in front of them. They tried to fight off its suction, but it pulled them with apparent ease, into its depths. Leo's shrill screams echoed eerily before the huge black hole disappeared with a snap, leaving the Middle Realm far behind it.

A/N: I just wanted to say that Crysanthamum and Aqua are not My Little Ponies. Any likeness between them and a My Little Pony version is purely coincidence.

Disclaimer: (Ahem) We do not own Fred & George Weasley, the TMNT (including Klunk and Leatherhead), Nathanial, the genie from Aladdin, orWenrog the Wunderful. We do own the following: Jo and Cee, the big black hole thingy, the Middle Realm, the Plot Bunnies, the Chill Pills and the Panic Pills, and Crysanthamum and Aqua.

DR: Flames will be used... erm... in something...

CPQ: Flames will be used to scorch DR to make her come up with better lines!

DR: Hey!