Chompy nudged Donnie's arm, and the purple-clad turtle groaned. Donnie sighed. "Of course I don't want to help her anymore. In fact," He sat up then said, "this whole thing has ruined me from helping anyone ever again."

"Is this the way?" April asked herself from a few yards away.

"She'll die on her own," He said as Chompy.

"I can live with that."

"Here we go…" April muttered.

"But you won't get the new sled if she's dead," Donnie reminded himself in Chompy's voice.

"I think, actually, it's up."

"Sometimes I really don't like you," Donnie said to Chompy, who smiled. "Hold up!" Donnie called to April, who stopped, "we're coming!"

"Really? I mean, sure, I'll let you tag along," April said passively.

Donnie chuckled. 'Sure, like you knew where you were going."

They traveled for days, going upwards towards the source of the storm that had happened what seemed to have just happened yesterday but in reality, had been almost 2 weeks ago.

April paused for a second to catch her breath and looked behind her. "New York…" She sighed sadly, looking at the snow-blanketed kingdom.

Donnie came up behind her. "It's completely frozen…" He said in shock.

April sighed again. "But… it'll be fine, Leo will thaw it."

Donnie looked at her a bit dubiously. "Will he?"

"...Yeah. Now, come on. This way to the North Mountain?" She pointed in a random direction.

Donnie chuckled. "How about this way?" He asked, pointing her finger more upwards. April gasped as she saw the peak of the North Mountain peeking up past the clouds.

The trio continued upwards, Chompy often getting the spikes on his shell tangled in the icicle vines that hung from the trees. April and Donnie looked around in awe, Donnie running his hands through the vine/icicle things.

"I never knew winter could be so beautiful…" April commented, looking around at the beautiful, white-dominant landscape she was in.

"Yeah, it really is beautiful, isn't it?" A new voice asked from somewhere. Donnie and April glanced at each other in confusion. 'What was that? Who was that?'

"But it's so white," the voice continued as the searched for the source, "you know, how about a little color? I'm thinking maybe some crimson, chartreuse. How about yellow?"

A small figure walked up from behind them, a fact neither April nor Donnie realized.

"No, not yellow. Yellow and snow?" It shuddered. "No go." It walked up in between April and Donnie, and they both gasped in fear and shock then backed away.

In between the two, there was a short, maybe 3 feet tall, snow-turtle. He had a shell, plastron, stubby little legs connected to feet with three toes, even sticks for hands. He looked a lot like Leo and Donnie, for a mutant turtle snowman, and she immediately realized he was missing something. 'He needs a mask.' April thought to herself.

"Am I right?" It asked with an innocent smile.

April screamed, her foot kicking out and accidentally knocking its head off. It landed in Donnie's oversized hands.

"Hi," It greeted happily.

"You're creepy," Donnie commented, although he was studying it with a quick eye. He threw the head back to April.

"I don't want it!"

"Whoa! Back to you!"

"Please don't drop me," The snowturtle requested gently.

"Come on, it's just a head," Donnie said to April, throwing it back to her.

The snowcreature's body was walking around in circles, looking for its head.

"Ew, ew, the body!" April gasped, throwing the head at it. It crashed into the ground on the body. It then stood up, the head upside down on its body.

"Wait, what am I looking at right now? Why are you hanging off the earth like a bat?" It asked, squinting in confusion.

"Alright, wait one second," April sighed, walking to the snowcreature and turning its head the right way.

"Oh!" It exclaimed once it could see her the right way. "Thanks!"

"You're welcome," April smiled as it reinspected itself.

"Now I'm perfect!" It smiled back, throwing its arms out to express its happiness.

"Well…" April looked to the side, then smiled, going into her hat and taking out an orange piece of fabric she'd stolen from the tailor when he was making her dress for Coronation Day. She hadn't known why she'd taken it, but she was glad she had now.

Taking Donnie's mask off his face, earning a squawk of protest but nothing more, she made the eye holes and smiled. Giving Donnie's mask back, she put the orange mask on the snowcreature.

"Ah! I love it!" it yelled in happiness. "OK, let's start over. Hi, everyone. I'm Mikey. And I like warm hugs! And pizza!"

April frowned slightly, inspecting the snowturtle again. "Mikey?"

Mikey had his arms out, obviously waiting for an introduction.

"That's right! Mikey!" April exclaimed happily. 'Mikey's alive! How?'

Mikey still had his hands out. "And you are…?" he asked, still smiling.

"Oh. Um, I'm April."

"And who's the funky-looking smelly turtle mutant?" Mikey whispered, not wanting to offend.

"That's Chompy," April told him, and Chompy bristled at being called smelly.

"Uh-huh. And who's the alien on all fours?" Mikey asked.

"...Chompy," April chuckled as Donnie looked at the short turtle, highly offended.

"Oh, the… OK, makes it easier for me," Mikey smiled, looking them both over again.

"Mikey," April said, and Mikey immediately turned to her. "Did Leo build you?"

"Yeah, why?"

Donnie curiously took Mikey's arm as April asked, "Do you know where he is?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Fascinating…" Donnie muttered, inspecting the wooden arm.

"Do you think you could show us the way?"

"How does this work? OW!" Donnie exclaimed as the hand slapped him.

"Stop it, Chompy! I'm trying to focus here!" Mikey grabbed the arm back, then turned to April again. "Yeah, why?"

"I'll tell you why," Donnie said, prompting Mikey to turn to him, "We need Leonardo to bring back summer."

Figured I should post two chapters since I've been gone for a while. There are two more pre-written chapters then I will finish up the rest of the story. See Y'all next time! Don't forget to fav, follow, and review, please! Bye! :)