Woah! Check it out! Did I just… update?! Twice?! In the same day?! Yay! I feel accomplished! Someone give me a high three!

Despite the warnings and all the tellings not to, as soon as Mickie saw her beloved big sis, being herded into the room by yet another giant turtle, she gave a happy yelp and leapt up off the couch, stumbling over herself and pretty much tackling Reyna to the ground.

"ACK!" Reyna cried out indignantly as she her back slammed into the ground, the winded stolen right out her lungs as she writhed beneath her youngest sister. "M- Mickie!" she managed to rasp out with a cough out. "Get off- UNGH!" a particular caramel-haired glasses wearing geek dropped on top of the pile. "Dani, stop encouraging her!"

"Aw Rey-Rey, but we missed you!"
"Yeah! It's been like, forever! Hey Lindie, come join us!"

The oldest giggled, amused; even if she couldn't see her sisters quite yet, she could only imagine what they looked like, tangled in a puppy pile and grinning at each other. "Girls, come on," she got up off the couch, her movements fluid and graceful, walking over to them and dragging the assaulters up by their arms. Then, using just her sense of touch, began dusting them off in all her fussy-big-sister glory. "We're going to be meeting someone important. And this isn't our home. At least try not to act like uncivilized barbarians."

Danica giggled, though she was blushing and suddenly embarrassed as she suddenly realized the four boys were staring at them with odd expressions. "S- Sorry, oneesan," she apologized, filling into Japanese out of respectful habit. "We- We're just excited though…"

"Yeah… I noticed," kneeling, she helped Reyna up, cupping her cheek fondly for a moment, rubbing her finger over her soft, slightly pale, slightly flushed skin. "Well, I'm glad to be with you all again too," her immediate younger sister welcomed the hug that came and lasted for a few seconds. "But still, you don't see me going all 'Defensive line' on Rey here."

Mickie lifted her chin proudly. "See? I toldja Lindie'd be just fine! If she's makin' sports references ya know she's peachy as pie! Oh… now I'm hungry. Hey Mikey, you guys got any peach pie?"

He snickered. "Uh, don't think so dudette."

"…Then ya'll seriously need ta upgrade year fridge."

"Mickie, I'm pretty sure we don't have any peach pie at home." Danica pushed up her glasses. "You're in no position to judge."

She poured, folding her arms. "Well then we need to upgrade our fridge too."

Suddenly, Lindreanna stiffened and spun a 180 angle, her tessen appearing on her hand almost like magic it was so fast, as her well-trained ears caught footsteps. Footsteps she didn't recognize. No, these were lighter, softer, and belonged to something much smaller than the turtles.

"Sis?" all three shifted nervously, hands going to their own weapons. "What's wrong?"

"Another presence. Someone else is coming."

Mikayla had just readied her favorite fan, holding it out in front of her and ready to defend, when a warm, familiar hand closed on her wrist and pushed her arm down. "Woah, woah! Ladies, c'mon, relax!" Michelangelo beamed brightly as she looked up at him with a questioning look. Her sisters didn't filter in their stances. "S'just our dad! Really, I promise!"

Lindie didn't lower her weapon. "On your guard, girls. Whoever's coming… their aura's powerful."

Reyna took out a second fan from her sleeve. Danica tensed. Mikayla blinked owlishly at Mikey.

Then a new voice cut through the air. "Ah… so it appears you did uncover four kunoich. I am impressed, my sons."

…

Lindreanna gasped, staggering suddenly, weapon clattering out of her hand. She stumbled, nearly toppling, Reyna and Danica just barely managing to catch her. "Woah! Lindie-"
"Sis what's wrong?! Oneesan!"
"Whaddidja do ta her? What's wrong with her?! Lindie! Lindie! Talk to us girl; ya gotta talk to us!"

She moaned, reaching up and rubbing roughly at her eyes, looking suddenly pale and sickly, teeth grit and beads of sweat gathering on her forehead. The middle two of the quads eased her onto the floor, while the baby swiftly moved behind her, so she could lean against her. Cradling her head, Mickie watched as Danica knelt beside her, checking her pulse, while Reyna stood coldly on front of them, protective and alert.

"Shh… oneesan…" the youngest mattered, rubbing her forehead. "Its ok, you're ok… what's the matter?"

Her eyelids twitched, opening just a tiny sliver. Mikayla grinned weakly, especially when her hand lifted and touched her face. "M- Mickie… girls…"

"Yeah?" Reyna never took her eyes off the large humanoid rat, watching them curiously, or the turtle in a blue mask standing next to him. "What is it big sis?"

"S'ok… lower your weapons."

"I'm sorry what?"

"Safe…" she mattered. "S'okay… everything's s'okay… Splinter..."

At this, the rodent's ears flicked. This girl knew his name? A helpless shrug and an uncomfortable expression from his eldest son further confused him. Hmm…

"Puttit down…" she ordered softly. "Its ok… Splinter won't hurt us…"

Reyna narrowed her eyes, lips pursing. Did she trust her sister's judgement? Of course. Was she always comfortable following it? Well, not so much. But… if Lindie thought it was a good idea…

"Ok… fine." With identical flicks of the wrist, she folded her fans and tucked them away, one onto her left sleeve, where a hidden holster was swirled, the other into the tear of her back leather jacket, where another holster was secured inside. "I give. But if we die, I'm blaming you. Anyone wanna explain what the hell's goin' on?"

"Watch your tongue," Lindie was beginning to look a bit more stable, gesturing at the youngest two to help her up. "Be respectful. Treat our host as we treat our Hahaoya."

Reyna twitched. Danica stared. Mikayla gaped. "Uh… Lindie. That's kinda a tall order. You sure-"

"Now, girls. Be respectful. Greet our host."

"…Well, you're the boss."

They slipped into line, bowing low at the waist, speaking in pretty, fluent Japanese in perfect unison. "Konichiwa, watashitachi o hinan shite itadaki arigatōgozamimasu. Watashitachi wa anata no shakkindearu."

Pleasantly surprised, he bowed back. They watched with a mixture of fascination and curiosity. "Ah… it is quite nice to make your acquaintance, young ladies. Come, tell me your tale."

Lindie opened her eyes, lashes fluttering unsurely and blinking several times to adjust to the lightning. "…Splinter-san, may I ask you a question?"

"Certainly, child."

"…Do you remember me?"

For just a moment, the old sensei looked surprised, then confused. "No, I don't believe we've met."

"Yes we have," she insisted. "Don't you remember? Apple juice? My nickname? The night you left?" she took a deep breath. "Or what about Magnolia? Do you remember her?"

He looked mildly taken aback, muttering something beneath his breath the other didn't catch. The onlookers looked between them curiously, as if watching a very intense tennis match.

"Look at me." She insisted. "Look at my eyes. You both used to say I had Magnolia's eyes. Don't you remember?"

Soulful eyes widened. "…Perhaps I spoke too soon. Are you… truly… oh my, you are Lindreanna, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes!" a grin spread on her face. "You do remember!"

"The these must be…" his eyes swept over her sisters. "Well, I never imagined… you girls have grown up beautifully. Just beautifully."

Danica averted her eyes, suddenly shy, toying with her hair the was she always did when she was nervous, while Reyna shuffled her feet unsurely and Mickie giggled, pleased, flipping silky hair over her shoulder with an, "Aw, thanks!"

"Lindie, what's goin' on?" the second eldest mumbled to her sister, suddenly uncomfortable. "You know this guy?"

"Of course. We all do."

"…We do…?"

"Mm-hm. I'm just the only one that remembers."

Yep. I'm gonna stop there. Um… review? I'd love to hear your theories on what the hay is goin on! XD ;)