A/N: Just a short, evil little chapter to keep you going. The fun will continue... uh... later. Thanks to all who reviewed! Wierd about the whole 'review replies now being illegal' thing huh? I'll make personal replies to the reviews for the next chappie though. Provided I get some... Boy I'd better get some... or it's gonna have to be painfull, messy death for the lot of ya!

...I love you gazes imploringly at readers

Amy

Phew, boy am I glad that's over. Who knew that learning to fight was going to be so damned tough? I definitely needed this shower.

I sigh contentedly as the hot water slowly drums away the aches in my muscules.

They really do have killer water pressure down here. I should probably get out before I use up all the water in the tank though.
With another sigh, not so contented this time, I turn off the water and step out of the shower. While drying off, I realise just how little I notice my appearance now.

At some point, I just got used to the fact that my skin is green and thicker than it used to be.

If I really think about it (from the right perspective) it's solved a lot of body issues for me. Now that I've got a carapace in place of my formerly jelly-like lack-of-abs there's no more jiggly tummy worries.

That and the fact that I no longer need to wear a bra because of... ah, I'm not going to go into detail on that. Just as well though, it wouldn't fit over my shell. At least my shell is smaller than that of the guys - it barely reaches past the middle of my back. It would've made thing just slightly awkward if my clothes wouldn't fit.

Satisfied that I have now at least begun to come to terms with my new 'appearance' I head towel-clad back to my room to find a more suitable (and less revealing) outfit.

Just about finished – I just need a top now.

My hand is inches away from the garment in question when I look down… and freeze in sudden horror. There's a spider. A big, nasty spider sitting right on my top.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!"

I snatch my hand away suddenly. I really, really REALLY hate spiders.

It is at this moment that Don comes rushing in – probably in response to my scream.

"Amy! What happened?" he asks, looking slightly wild-eyed.

"Spider. On my top. Aaarrrrg! I hate spiders!" I look up to see him staring at me in horror.

What? Is he scared of spiders too or something? I wouldn't think that…

Noticing the direction of his flabbergasted stare, I glance downwards… And suddenly remember my state of half-dress. I spin around with a little yelp as Don turns away and starts babbling apologies. I hurriedly throw on a top.

"Okay, you can look now." I tell him, privately thinking; Not like you haven't seen enough already.

He looks up – albeit reluctantly – and meets my eyes. "I'm so sorry I-"

I raise a hand to cut him off. "Stop. It wasn't your fault. I shouldn't have screamed over something as little as a spider – not around ninjas anyway."

"Well, I uh. I'm just going to go now." I watch him hurry out the door, closing it behind him.

You know – his shock and lack of words almost made my being horribly embarrassed worth it… Almost.