"Let's go, Chompy!" Donnie encouged. Then he started to pull the sled that he and April were in and soon it started to go faster and April chuckled breathlessly.

"Hang on! We like to go fast!" Donnie warned with a smile on his face, showing off the gap in his front teeth. April put her feet up on the dashboard of the sled and said causally, "I like fast!"

"Whoa, whoa!" Donnie exclaimed, putting his rein in one hand to use the other to push her feet off. "Get your feet down; this is fresh lacquer. What, were you raised in a barn?!" He spit on it, making April groan as some landed in her eye. 'Gross! Why do boys love to spit?'

"A castle, actually," she muttered darkly as Donnie rubbed the spit to clean the dirt.

Donnie hummed, going back to driving. After about a minute, he looked at the woman he was transporting, her thick red hair and her beautiful blue eyes. A blush tinted his face, and he coughed. "So, um, tell me, what made the king go all ice-crazy?"

April blinked, blush also tinting her cheeks. "Oh, well… It was all my fault. I got engaged, but then he freaked out, because I'd only met him, you know, that day. And he said he wouldn't bless the marriage, so-"

Donnie looked at her incredulously. "Wait. You got engaged to someone you just met that day?" he asked, wondering if the cold was getting to him. 'I really hope I heard that wrong.'

"Yeah. So then I got mad, which made him get mad, and then he tried to walk away, and I grabbed his glove…"

"Hang on!" Donnie said, turning completely to face her. "You mean to tell me you got engaged to someone you just met that day?!" He demanded, concerned and hard eyes looking into her innocent ones.

"Yes, pay attention. The thing is, he wore the gloves all the time, so I just thought 'maybe he has a thing about dirt'," April continued, unfazed.

"Didn't your parents ever warn you about strangers?" Donnie asked, and April looked at how full-on he was facing her, how he was surveying her face in concentration. She scooted to the further end of the sled, looking him over again. 'This is startign to get awkward.'

"Yes, they did…" she said hesitantly as Donnie rolled his eyes at her. "Anyway, Casey is not a stranger."

"Oh? What's his last name?"

April rolled her eyes then said, "...Of the Bronx. Duh!"

"What's his favorite food?"

"Pizza."

"Best friend's name?"

"Probably Raph."

"Eye color?"

"Dreamy."

"Foot size?"

April blushed, hesitating for a quick second. "F-Foot size doesn't matter."

"Have you had a meal with him yet? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his nose?"

"EW!"

"And eats it?" Donnie smirked at her.

"Excuse me, sir, he is a prince!" April said sternly.

Their smirk-/glare-off ended as Donnie concentrated on the path again. "All men do it. Even humanoid mutants and aliens. If they… y'know, have nostrils."

April blew out of her nose, then looked back at him. "That doesn't matter. It's true love!"

"It doesn't sound like true love," Donnie fired back.

April scoffed. "Are you some kind of love expert?"

Donnie frowned in thought. "No. But, uh, I have friends who are."

"You have friends who are love experts? I'm not buying it," April said passively.

Donnie's head perked up. "Stop talking," He ordered gently. I hope I didn't hear what I'm thinking I heard.

"No, no, no. No, no. I'd like to meet these…"

"Shush, I mean it!" Donnie growled, covering her mouth with his large hand.

April growled, taking his hand off her mouth, trying to say something, only for Donnie to shush her again. He grabbed the lantern on the sled and stood up, shining it around. He turned around, hearing something from the back. He leaned in a little, squinting to see what it was.

"Grrrr…"

Donnie gasped as the wolves, obviously not humanoid, slowly, ever so slowly, approached the sled.

"Chompy, go!" Donnie ordered, getting back in the sled. "Go!" Chompy immediately took off, running faster than before.

"What are they?" April asked quickly.

"Wolves."

"Wolves?!"

The said animals were quickly gaining, something Donnie noticed as he reached in the back for something.

"What do we do?" April asked in a panic.

"I got this!" Donnie said immediately, taking the stick he'd grabbed, putting it in the lantern, and setting it on fire. "Just sit down. Don't fall out… and don't get eaten."

"But I wanna help!"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Because I don't trust your judgement!" Donnie said, not looking at her.

"Excuse me?!"

Donnie kicked away a wolf that leapt at them. "Who marries a man she just met?!"

April grabbed Donnie's lute. "It's true love!" She roared, swinging it at him, making him duck and letting her hit her real target; the wolf jumping at them.

"Whoa," Donnie breathed, then yelped as another wolf grabbed him and pulled him from the sled, making him drop the fire stick, which April caught, and grabbed a stray rope hanging from the sled.

"Don!" April called.

"It's Donnie! Ow! Oh!" The turtle groaned, kicking a wolf off his foot.

April set a pack in the sled on fire and threw it at the wolves. "Duck!"

Donnie screamed and ducked as the flaming pack came barrelling at him, hitting the wolves. Still, they persisted.

"You almost set me on fire!" Donnie accused as he climbed the rope to the sled.

"But I didn't!" April fired back immediately.

Chompy groaned, and the two passengers looked where they were running.

"Cliff!" Donnie yelled, eyes wide in panic.

"Get ready to jump, Chompy!" April commanded, only for Donnie to stuff something in her hands.

"You don't tell Chompy what to do! I do!"

April yelled as she was thrown onto Chompy's surprisingly rubbery yet spiky shell.

"Jump, Chompy!" Donnie commanded, cutting the rope that hooked Chompy to the sled.

Chompy jumped over the trench, successful. The sled also jumped a bit with Donnie still in it. The latter had to jump when the sled was as far as it could go, and he scrambled upwards from the cliff, sitting in the snow. The wolves growled and barked, then slowly walked away from their breakfast.

Donnie looked down as his sled crashed and set on fire. "But I just paid it off…" He whimpered. He leaned back in the snow, groaning.

April came over and looked at the sled. "Oh… I'll, um, replace your sled, and everything in it. And… I understand if you don't want to help me anymore." She slowly, sadly walked away from him.