Disclaimer: I do not own the turtles or any character in their various universes

Author's Note: This idea has been rolling around in my head for a long time, I just had to get it out. If I decide to post a chapter two at all, it might take a while, but enjoy the beginning and don't forget to review!

Friendly Reminder: Aaron Smiley is a girl. She is of my creation. Yes, I know Aaron is a boy's name, but I like it, so there. (Author sticks out tongue at the computer screen)

Aaron's teacher paced across the front of the classroom.

"As you all know," Ms. Grayden said to her class, "Finals are approaching rapidly-"

"Duh dun- Duh dun- Duh dun Duhdun Duhdun Duhdunduhdunduhdunduhdun..." sang out a nearly beep-like version of Jaws. The class burst out laughing at the irony. All except Aaron, who recognized the melody as her cell phone, and Ms. Grayden, who, like a hawk, spotted Aaron's horror-stricken face.

"Miss Smiley! Bring me your cell phone this instant!" Ms. Grayden barked. Her wrinkles seemed to deepen in her fury at being interrupted in her lesson.

Reluctantly Aaron fished around in her backpack and brought the device to Ms. Grayden at the front of the classroom. In all her stalling the phone stopped ringing, but to Aaron's horror the phone began ringing again as soon as she placed it in her teacher's wrinkled, old hand. Ms. Grayden flipped the phone open and pressed the talk button. Snickers rippled throughout the classroom.

"Hello?" Ms. Grayden answered, "No, this is not Aaron, this is her teacher, Ms. Grayden. Who is calling?"

Aaron was the only person close enough to hear the voice on the other end.

"Her teacher? No way, dude, You sound much to young to be Aaron's teacher," Mike's voice said over the phone. "Hey, babe, could you hand the phone over to Aaron for a sec? It's importante."

Slightly flustered, Ms. Grayden replied, "Why is it so importante that you speak to Miss Smiley?"

"Hey, babe, I gotta dump her before I can ask you out."

Ms. Grayden snapped the phone shut.

"Turn this off immediately and sit down!" She barked at Aaron.

Aaron hastily took back her cell phone and slunk back into her seat.

"Mike!" Aaron yelled into her cell phone after school, running her free hand frustratedly through her light borwn hair, "I told you never to call me during school unless it's an emergency!"

"There is an emergency!" He yelled back.

"Michelangelo! You were flirting with my prehistoric teacher!"

"But there's still an emergency!"

"Well what is it?"

"Um...just get over to April's ASAP."

"Mike," Aaron rolled her eyes, "I've never met April, let alone know where she lives!"

"Stop yelling! I'll have Leo come pick you up!"

"You stop Yelling!"

"You yelled at me first!"

"Well you yelled last!"

"Now you yelled last!"

"Whatever!"

click.

"So what's this big emergency?" Aaron asked as she climbed up into the passenger seat of the Battle Shell.

"Who knows?" Leo shrugged, "but considering it's Mikey, they're probably just out of popcorn."

Aaron laughed, "I wouldn't be surprised if you're right."

A few minutes later the pulled up in front of April's antique shop and headed up the stairs to her apartment. Leo knocked on the door.
A tall man in blue sports pants and a red sleeveless shirt with long black hair answered the door.

"Leo! Thank goodness youse guys are here!" He opened the door wider.

"Oh hey," he said noticing Aaron, "I'm Casey. You must be Aaron, da guys told me 'bout you." He shook her hand, "Some more than others," he said trying to wink nonchalantly at Leo, but utterly failing. "Come on in, problem's back here." He led them into the apartment.

"What was that about?" Aaron asked Leo.

"What was what about?"

"That wink."

"What wink?"

"Leo, we both saw the wink. People all the way in Chicago could have seen that wink.

Leo gave her an innocent look, "I have no idea what- happened here!" Leo stared, shocked at the scene before them, switching Aaron's attention, too.

Casey had stopped in front of April's bathroom. Water was flooding all over the place. Wet rags were strewn across the room trying to contain the water that was beginning to seep out into the hall. A foul smell wafted about the air. And in the middle of all this was Mikey with the source of the problem; an upset toilet.

Mike tried to smile, "Hi-ya guys, um...think you can help?"

"What happened here?" Leo repeated.

"Well uh..." Casey began to explain, "I uh... offered to housesit for April while she went to an out of town antique show this weekend. She left this morning, and I got kinda bored so I called the lair to see if you, dudes, wanted ta come over, Don was working, you was practicin' and Raph was topside looking for Purple Dragons and stuff so Mike, here, came over. And then badda-bing badda-boom, the toilet broke."

"Somehow, I'm not convinced that's quite exactly what happened," Aaron said eyeing a sheepish-looking Mikey.

"You haven't even been here 24 hours and you've already broken something?" Leo crossed his arms and looked back at Casey.

Casey glanced upward as he calculated, "um...yup."

Leo shook his head and sighed.

"Did you guys try calling Don to see if he could fix it?" Aaron asked.

"Yeah," Mike said, "But he claimed to be in the middle of something really important, but I think he just didn't want to mess with the disgusting toilet and disgusting toilet water and disgusting contents floating in the disgusting toilet water and-"

"Enough, Mike!" Leo hushed his brother, "Let's just get this mess cleaned up."

"What do you think we've been doing for the last hour and a half, Leo?" Mike asked, "Relaxing on the couch while Niagara Nasty Falls floods the bathroom?"

Leo rolled his eyes, "does anyone know how to fix a toilet?"

"Uhh, I think there's a plunger involved somewhere..." Aaron offered.

"Isn't there a company we could call?" Casey asked.

"Oh yes, I'm sure there's an entire company devoted to answering people's question about their toilets," Mike said sarcastically and leaned against their own porcelain problem.

"Hey, I was just saying-"

Suddenly the toilet made a groaning noise and water started to gush out.

"What just happened?" Leo asked.

"I dunno," answered Mike, "He backed away from the toilet. "Oops."

"Oops? What's Oops?" Aaron asked watching the tile floor flood with murky water.

"I think I accidentally flushed the toilet when I leaned on it."

"Are there any more rags?" Aaron asked.

"In the kitchen below the sink," Casey directed.

Aaron ran off to the kitchen

"There's gotta be some way to turn it off!" Leo shouted.

Casey's face lighted up with an idea.

"Mike," He said, "see if there's a knob behind and down below the toilet bowl.

Mike bent down and peered around the ceramic bowl.

"I think I see one."

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Leo asked backing away from the water that was trickling towards him, "Turn it!"

"Aye aye captain!" Mike reached for the knob and started turning it.

The roar of the toilet grew louder.

"Mike!" Casey exclaimed, "You're turning it up! not off!"

"Huh?" Mike continued twisting and looked up at them confused.

"Other way!" Leo and Casey shouted.

"Ohhh," he nodded in understanding and started turning the handle the other way.

Aaron came back with some towels as the water finally died down and stopped.

"Ugh! It got worse!" Aaron said looking into the bathroom, "I didn't think it was possible!"

She dumped the towels on the counter next to the sink.

"Ok guys, good news and bad news."

"What's the bad news?" Leo asked.

"Bad news: these are the last three rags in the entire apartment and April doesn't have a washing machine."

"What's the good news?" Mike asked.

"Someone gets out of here to find the nearest Laundromat and washes all those." She pointed to the heaps of wet cloth on the ground.

"That's good news?" Mike lifted an eye-ridge.

"It is for laundry loving folk."

The guys rolled their eyes.

"Ok," said Leo, "Mike, find a plunger and start working on unclogging the toilet. Casey, gather up these towels and take them down to the nearest Laundromat. Aaron and I will start mopping up the floor."

"Why do I have to do the laundry?" whined Casey.

"Because Mike and I can't go waltzing around town and I'm not sending Aaron out alone."

"Hey what's that supposed to mean?" Aaron's head snapped up in playfull offense, "You think I can't do laundry on my own?"

"No," Leo said, "I just don't want you out alone in New York, especially without anyone around to protect you."

"Excuse me?"

Aaron's smile turned to a frown. She placed her hands on her hips and said matter-of-factly, "I can take care of myself, Leo."

Leo shook his head, trying to reason, "Aaron, you're fifteen and female. Some goon decides he wants you; you're toast."

"Oooooooo." Mike said, recognizing Aaron take that comment as an insult. Aaron narrowed her eyes, crossed her arms and glared at Leo.

"Hey, I've seen April make that face at me before," said Casey, "right before she-" He stopped suddenly at the memory, "Uh-oh!...uh...I'm gonna go do that laundry now," he said quickly grabbing a heap and making a run for the door.

"So you think that just because I'm a girl, I'm a pathetic little baby doll you have to protect and shelter?"

"No," Leo shook his head, "I'm not saying that. I'm saying that things happen and I'd rather not take that chance."

Mike watched the exchange with growing interest. The fact that Casey decided to high tail it out of the potential war zone only greatened his fascination.

"What? The chance that I'm too frail?" Aaron growled, insulted.

"No! I'm sure you'd be fine!" Leo tried to reason, "But if someone, like Hun, comes along who's easily three times your size and just naturally ten times stronger, you're not going to be able to hold your own for very long."

"You're fifteen and you've taken out Hun before!" Aaron pointed out hotly.

"I've been training in the art of Ninjitsu since I could walk!" Leo shot back. "You don't have an ounce of fighting experience!"

"Alright," Aaron glowered, "Teach me!"

"What?" Leo and Mike both exclaimed taken off guard.

"Teach me," She said smirking and raising her eyebrows, "Tomorrow morning. Eight o'clock. You're gonna start training me until I prove to you that I can kick anyone's butt!"

With that she turned on her heel and went fuming out of the room.

"What just happened here?" Leo asked aloud, staring at the empty doorway Aaron had just exited.

"I'm not sure, dude," Mike said, also staring at the doorway.

Suddenly Aaron reappeared in the doorframe, arms still crossed and scowling.

"I'm not old enough to drive. I need someone to take me home," she muttered crossly and re-exited.

Leo glanced back at Mike.

"I'm not taking her, dude!" Mike said putting up his hands, "You made her mad; you deal with her."

Leo sighed and trudged off after Aaron for a long ride home.

Mike watched him go and then a strong odor brought him back to the task at hand,

"Hey!" He yelled out anyone within hearing range, "What about April's toilet?"