Randall woke up early the next morning and he set about making breakfast for the mutant family by himself. He was trying to make it up to them.

When they were all out in the kitchen, he had a full plate of pancakes, sausages, toast and eggs ready to eat. He had been perfecting his skills with Mikey for days now and he knew how to follow recipes.

Raph still had his doubts, but was happy for the food.

"You did this all on your own, Randall?" Leo asked.

"Yes. This is just to apologize for my actions yesterday. Let's just say hurtful memories were what it was about." Randall said. "I just don't like to be mocked. I've had too much of that all my life." He was referring to how Raph had made him mad.

Raph felt bad for doing it at the moment. He also had a bruise on his face from where Randall had slapped him.

They all finished the food in peace and having only good conversations and giving Randall compliments on his cooking, for doing it all on his own for once.

…..

That night, Raph went out on his own again. This time, he wasn't meeting Casey. He needed air.

With his contacts in, Randall snuck out of the lair, following Raph. He wanted to see what it was that drove the hothead turtle out of the lair so much.

Randall kept up at a good pace, but keeping his distance. He saw that Raph liked to run and spot baddies on the streets.

This night, Raph soon ran into some mobsters in a bank. He stopped most of them, but then he didn't see one with a bazooka sneaking up behind him.

Randall had seen him and snuck down from the roof. Using invisibility, he growled and that alerted the man holding it to turn around, and then a force jumped onto him and knocked him down, making the gun go off. It shot right to the ceiling.

The man was winded, but put the gun down and tried to escape, as did some of his comrades.

Raph had no idea that the man had been sneaking up on him and he tried to get out, but then he was grabbed by the arm and dragged. "This way!" He heard. He let himself get pulled, this time. He had recognized the voice.

Once on a roof, as sirens were heard coming to the scene, Randall appeared in front of Raph.

"That was you who stopped the man from shooting me?"

"Yes. Seems even you need backup sometimes."

"But not all the time. Thanks."

"No problem."

"Are we square now?" Randall asked.

Raph was still cautious, but he replied, "Yeah. Just don't do anything to betray our trust and we won't do anything to betray yours."

"I won't."

They had finally made up and had a truce at least.

When they got home, Randall had to explain that he snuck out following Raph. And for good reason, that he had saved him from getting his shell shot in.

"I didn't see him until after we were on a roof. But the man holding the bazooka going down was a surprise." Raph said.

Splinter was proud that Randall had saved yet, another one of his sons. After that, he was welcome to stay.

…

Randall was glad to somewhat call this group who had taken him in a family. It was something he had never had. Sure, he had been brought up by some nice foster parents other than mean ones and he had been taught nice manners. It had just been so long since he had to use them nearly all the time.

After living with the family for more than a month, they considered it was time for Randall to meet their croc friend, Leatherhead.

Leatherhead was happy to get an invitation to come over for dinner one night. Don also told him there was someone there that he needed to meet.

LH was weary of strangers himself just till he got to know them, but he wanted to consider all friends his friends if they were an ally to the turtles. He knew they wouldn't ask otherwise.

April and Casey had made some more progress with Randall too. He had been taken to April's a few times as well.

The turtles had told Randall that though they were humans, but they all had a more kind of sibling thing going on, besides being best friends.

Randall tolerated April better, but with Casey, he stood up to him now. He didn't back down from a challenge. Casey would try to get him to engage in some ninja training or a game that even Splinter was good at, like Poker.

He had never been too much of a game player, but was learning it. But Randall did love turning invisible and taking off with Casey's golf bag of weapons. It miffed Casey off when he climbed the walls with it.

"Bring that back down here, Lizard!" Casey would yell.

Randall would just laugh his head off at that. The others would laugh too. Randall was a good prankster when he wanted to be.

April and Casey came over the night Leatherhead had also been invited for dinner and Randall was going to be meeting him for the first time. He had been told it was time for him to meet him.

Don told him that LH was much bigger than they were, but he was a gentle soul as long as he was around the right people. But he could get outraged easily. It wasn't wise to mess with him, especially since an evil scientist/government agent had messed with him.

Randall knew he would take his chances.

Leatherhead soon came into the lair. "Hello, my friends. I am happy to be here."

"You are welcome here, Leatherhead." Splinter said.

Randall was in the kitchen setting up food with April when the family came in with a new guest.

"Randall." Mikey said.

Randall looked up. "This is our friend, Leatherhead."

One look at the huge reptile and it instantly brought back memories.

"Ahh! Keep him away from me!" Randall panicked and he was instantly up the wall.

"What's wrong?" Don asked.

"I fought gators down in the swamps down south, just trying to avoid them. They were always trying to eat me!" Randall said. "And I was mistaken for one of them and that's how I was beaten in the head with a shovel!"

"I promise I am not like those gators down there. I am far more intelligent than they are. I won't hurt you." Leatherhead said gently.

"Come down, Randall. It is alright." Splinter said.

Randall saw how none of the others were scared of him. "Alright."

He came down and made Leatherhead's acquaintance. Randall saw that like the turtles, and himself, that LH too had three fingers on his hands.

Randall was still weary of the giant croc, but he tried to make the best of this. He just didn't want to be called or mistaken for a gator again. There were big differences between him and gators.

Once the drama was over, they all sat down to a nice dinner.

Randall did ask what LH liked to work on, as he had been told he was a scientist like Don.

Leatherhead told him of his time with the Utroms and they raised him and taught him all sorts of advanced technology. He knew of both mechanical and some medical knowledge.

Randall said that he knew of how to engineer machines and such. He did sometimes help Don too, when April wasn't around. Though when she was around, they could also help each other. But he still hadn't told them about the Scream Extractor. He never wanted to reveal it at the risk of being kicked out or worse.

"How come you don't live here with the turtles?" Randall asked LH.

"I tried to once we were out of Agent Bishop's lab. But he had tampered with my mind and it made my animal instincts stronger. It made me more dangerous. I nearly killed Michelangelo once. I thought I had, and they later showed me he was alright. But because of my temper, that I need my own space. But I'll always more than welcome visits from them and help them when they need me." Leatherhead explained.

As Randall listened, this big crocodile seemed friendly enough, but he still would watch himself around him. He was still related to the gators. Just mutated and far smarter than his cousins.

After dinner, there was more talking done to get to know one another and then a video. Leatherhead went home after the video. He was glad to have met Randall. He knew he would try to let the lizard trust him.

Randall did like being around other reptilians for a change. He had more respect here than he ever did back in his former world.