Wow, a lot of you guys jumped on the Spike bandwagon last chapter! That's awesome, and I hope y'all enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 3

Spike blearily opened her eyes. She was in a faded red blanket tucked in with a red quilt, and she immediately freaked and fell out of the hammock with a little shriek. Spike sat in a heap on the cold cement, not exactly remembering the events of the night before. All she remembered was falling into something blue and waking up more aware of everything around her.

She sat up, brushing the strands of red hair out of her face with a huff; boy, she hated hair. What was the point of it, anyway? It was just in her way, and it probably looked terrible, sticking up everywhere like she got electrocuted.

Spike looked around, seeing she was in Raph's room, and all the events from last night hit her. She instantly shot up, wobbling to her feet. Getting used to walking on two feet would be a little hard. She turned her gaze to the little clock Donnie had made; it was 9:45. When she was a normal, unmutated turtle, she never got up this early!

Spike wondered if anyone else was awake, so she tiptoed out of the bedroom, after trying to fix the hammock. She tried being as quiet as she closed the door, but as soon as she closed it, one turtle boy snuck up behind her.

"Hey Spike!" Spike shrieked and whipped around as Mikey suddenly appeared behind her. He startled a bit, staggering back. "What's wrong?" His blue eyes were wide with confusion.

Raph, immediately showing up at the sound of the scream, ran up and smacked the back of his head. "You probably scared her, shell for brains!" He turned towards the girl, who was still pressed up against the door. "Right?"

She nodded, still at a loss for words. Raph shot Mikey a glare before turning back to her. "Do you want to go get some breakfast? We made pancakes this morning."

"Pancakes?" Spike tilted her head, still taking deep breaths to calm her racing heart. "What are pancakes?" Mikey's jaw dropped.

"You don't know what pancakes are?" Mikey shrieked loudly, causing Spike to back up with a wince. "Come on!" Like last night, he grabbed her hand and yanked her towards the kitchen. Raph growled something under his breath before following his old pet to the kitchen.

Mikey ducked under the flap they used as a makeshift door, and let it fall to hit Spike full on in the face. Raph hissed again as he ducked under it, watching as Mikey let go of her hand and run to the stove. Spike stood there awkwardly as Leo and Donnie looked up from their breakfast. She rubbed her hand on her elbow as they just looked at each other.

"Err.. Good morning, Spike." Leo broke the ice, giving her a tentative smile. She beamed back at him, and Donnie murmured similar greetings. Mikey smiled slightly at his brothers as he flipped the pancakes. NORMAL pancakes, none of the pizza ones he had fixed earlier.

"You know you can sit down, right?" Donnie waved a hand to the extra chair at the table, and Spike sat down. Raph relaxed a little bit.

Raph stumbled to his seat and grabbed his coffee mug. He was not a morning person, and he needed coffee to help wake him up, much like Donatello. Spike stared at him in fascination.

"Does it- does it taste good?" She asked him, tilting her head as she looked at murky brown liquid. Raph just looked at her, and Leo wondered if he would need to hold the temperamental turtle back for her disturbing his coffee.

Raph nodded slightly. "The coffee? Yeah, it tastes good." He set the mug in the table and slid it across to her. "You can try it, if you'd like." Donnie's jaw dropped; Raph never shared coffee with ANYONE. It had taken a while for him to even let Donnie share it with him.

Spike looked at Raph with eyes that said, 'can I?' He nodded towards the coffee. "It's okay." She reached out a light green five fingered hand, which Donnie noticed in his scientist mode. The turtle picked up the mug, enjoying the warmth the mug gave off to her fingers. She held the mug up to her nose, inhaling the deep aroma of the coffee.

"It smells good." She commented, causing Raph to smile. Spike put the mug to her lips and took a tentative sip to see the temperature.

She spewed the coffee all over the table, and held her tongue out of her mouth. "THATH HOTH!" She whimpered, sending the cup back to Raph. Mikey laughed from his spot at the stove, and Leo had to suppress some snickers.

"Are you okay?" Raph asked, grabbing the coffee mug and stopping it from flying off the table. His green eyes were wide with concern. "I should have told you it was hot! It's my fault!" Mikey couldn't help it but fell onto the ground with tears of laughter. Leo lost it too, clunking his head on the table. Donnie was grinning broadly, but he wasn't laughing.

Spike, with tears in her eyes, pushed the chair from the table and ran out. Raph glared daggers at each of his brothers. "You made her cry!" He growled, banging a fist on the table.

"No, pretty sure it was the coffee." Leo snickered, making Mikey roll around on the ground. Raph growled in frustration and pushed his chair away. He stalked out of the kitchen, wanting to go find Spike.

Donnie's grin slowly subsided, and he got up, too. Going to the fridge, he pulled out a few ice cubes and put them in a plastic bag. He walked out of the kitchen, too, leaving the oldest and youngest turtles to crack up together.

As long as Raph didn't crack their shells first.

Spike ran into the bathroom and yanked the cold water knob, holding her face under with her tongue out. Instantly, the pain was gone, and she sighed. That would be the last time she ever had coffee again.

"Spike, I-" Raph ran by the bathroom. He skidded to a stop and backtracked, stopping in the bathroom doorway. She grinned embarrassedly through the water. "Umm..." He just stood there staring at her with a funny expression.

Donnie ran by, too. "Raph, I got her some ice for her tongue. You can give it-" He looked in the bathroom too, and laughed. "Good thinking, Spike." He elbowed Raph. "Your pet is smart." Spike blushed.

"She isn't my pet anymore," Raph said. "She's her own turtle self." Pride dripped from his words, and Donnie smirked.

"Whatever ya say, Meathead." Donnie put the ice in the sink. "Hey, Spike, do you want to help me in my lab? I could use another smart set of hands!" Donnie looked thrilled at the idea of another genius working with him.

Spike shut off the water and straightened back up. "Sure, Donnie! I'd love too!" She beamed back at the genius and followed him to the lab, where Donnie shut the door behind him.

Raph growled and clenched his fists. His brothers were taking his girl, and he wasn't about to let that happen.

Sorry this chapter is kinda short. I think chapter 4 is longer! Leave a review please! Also, I've been wondering which of my work in progress stories should be updated first; tell me which one y'all want updated next! Have a good day, y'all!