Sorry for late update! I was in Long Island! Enjoy! Not much action in this chapter, just a little catching up and chatter. Battles don't start until the next chappie! 2k12 Don will be called Donnie when I stop this update on the A/N, which is after the first break. 2k3 is Don, and 2k12 is Mikey, 2k3 is Mike. I'll figure out Raph and Leo and Splinter later, at some point. Sorry for ranting!

2k3 Leo rubbed his arm and spun it in a circle as he made his way over to his brothers and their counterparts. "Well, I think it's required that we introduce ourselves formally. Well, not me, since these guys knew it wasn't their Leo," he said, pointing to the 2k12 turtles.

2k12 Mikey smiled and jumped forward, shaking hands with all of the 2k3 turtles, even Leo, who smiled a forced, tight-lipped smile and raised his nonexistent eyebrows. "I'm the cute one and my nickname is Mikey, though you guys probably knew that with the orange mask and stuff," the youngest turtle said very quickly with a wide, physically impossible smile. 2k3 Raph smiled a small, polite smile to cover up his hate of the fact that there was ANOTHER Mike now. 2k3 Don smiled and nodded his head. 2k3 Mike... He matched Mikey's grin and hugged him tight. Mikey's smile widened deviously as he stuck a note on the back of his counterpart's shell... Something 2k3 Don noticed but left alone for the time.

2k12 Donnie came up next and shook hands with all of the counterparts. "Hi. I'm Donatello, Donnie for short. I'm smarter than all of these guys put together, and... Yeah." 2k3 Raph smiled the same smile he'd given to Mikey. Another smart-ass Don. Great. 2k3 Mike patted 2k12 Donnie on the shoulder playfully. 2k3 Don smiled warmly and shook Donnie's hand.

2k12 Raph was next, needing to be pushed by 2k12 Leo to go up to the newbies. "Raphael. Call me Raph. Hothead. Don't piss me off," he muttered as he gave them all a cupped high-five from the side. (Y'know, arm-wrestle position?) 2k3 Mike looked to the side, wondering if this Raph would hurt him as bad as his own if he pranked him. Probably. 2k3 Don just smiled 2k3 Raph, though, tried to make it an actual arm-wrestle. 2k12 Raph smiled and pushed. 2k3 Raph did so, as well. 2k3 Raph won, causing 2k12 Raph to cross his arms and growl lowly.

2k12 Leo finally went up. "Hi. I'm Leonardo, but you can call me Leo if you want to. I'm leader, and I'm sorry for not introducing myself last time we met. I was kinda in a bad mood," h said pointedly, looking at 2k3 Don forcefully as they shook hands. 2k3 Don smiled sheepishly. 2k3 Mikey smiled a big smile and shook 2k12 Leo's hands forcefully. 2k3 Raph just rolled his eyes playfully with a polite smile. 2k3 Leo high-fived his counterpart.

The not-blue-clad 2k3 turtles all looked at each other. "We're pretty much the same as these guys," the 2k3 genius said, gesturing to the 2k12 turtles. 2k3 Leo nodded.

"OK, then. Let's get something to eat. I need to get my mind off that last fight," the 2k3 leader said, walking off, 2k12 Leo following after telling his brothers not to get into trouble.

Don and Donnie made their way to a stand that seemed to sell Earth-food. Kinda. Donnie looked at the menu. "Um, can I get a hamburger and curly fries?"

"Same," Don said.

As they waited by the counter, Don eyed his counterpart. "How did you get so tall? I'm second-shortest of my bros."

"Um, I was just born that way, I guess."

"Hmph. Lucky. Rap's always teasing me and Mikey 'cuz we're the shortest."

"Pizza, turtles."

Don went up to grab their food, and they sat at a table at the corner. "So, what kind of stuff do you build?" the bulkier genius asked.

"Funny you should ask, actually. I've recently been working on these weird contraptions that are kinda like jet-packs, except they activate through brain-waves. So basically, you think 'on', and it activates. It's taking me a while, though. Um, and I also made the Turtle Sub, and the Turtle Mech, even though that failed pretty bad."

"Wow. Sounds cool, especially the jet-pack thing."

Donnie blushed with a small chuckle.

Mikey and Mike made their way immediately to a pizza place. "So, whadda you do for fun usually?" Mike asked his counterpart after they'd ordered.

"Prank Raph, dance, prank Raph, watch TV, prank Raph, um, play with Ice Cream Kitty," the skinnier teen said. "Did I mention prank Raph?"

"A couple times, yeah," the other hyperactive turtle said, gabbing their food and making his way to a table with his counterpart following. "I don't love dancing in my free time, and I don't know what an Ice Cream Kitty is, but I like doing those other things. Especially pranking Raph - ow! What the heck, dude?!" the bulkier turtle yelled, turning around to make eye-contact with another Nexus contestant, who was the average for a human, but had a sheep head. They shrugged and left, and Mikey tried to hold back his laughter, and nearly failed.

Mike looked at his counterpart suspiciously, but then shrugged and dug into his pizza. "I especially like pranking Raph, like I said before I was so RUDELY interrupted," he said as Mikey took his own pizza. Mikey smiled behind his pizza as another contestant came over and kicked Mike in the shell. Mikey punched him back, and the dude went away.

Mikey laughed again, but quietly.

"My favorite prank to play on Raph is to paint all of his stuff pink, or loosen his hammock. OW! That's it!" Mike yelled, standing up and kicking the contestant in the leg, causing him to run away. Mike felt on his back, and felt a piece of paper. He ripped it off and looked at it.

KICK ME!

Mikey chuckled nervously as Mike looked at him. "Um."

He grabbed 2 pieces of pizza and ran off, his counterpart running after him.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

2k3 Raph and 2k12 Raph went over to a Chinese stand, where an alien with a blue face and round, black eyes smiled at them kindly. "Um, can I get sesame chicken, an egg roll, and brown rice, please?" 2k12 Raph asked.

2k3 Raph glanced at the menu again. "Sesame chicken, beef, an' an egg roll. An' we'll each take a Pepsi. T'anks," he said, and the lady nodded her head and yelled something in another language to someone behind her; a green alien with white eyes.

2k12 Raph put his hands behind his head as he and his counterpart went to a booth. They sat there silently for a few minutes, 2k12 Raph smiling and nodding as the waitress gave them their food. Finally, he threw his hands to his face, groaning. "That's it! I can't take this stupid not talking thing! Say something!"

They both considered this as they took their own food. Suddenly, 2k3 Raph smiled.

"Truth er dare?"

2k12 Raph almost choked on his food. "What? Um, truth?"

"Truth er dare?"

"Truth."

"Truth er dare?"

"DARE!"

"I dare ya ta go dump yer soda on... dat guy's head," the bulkier ninja said, pointing to Mikey's previous opponent.

2k12 Raph gulped, and grabbed his soda, then cautiously made his way over. He opened the top on his soda and poured it on the beast's head, then ran away behind his counterpart, who had stood up to get a better look.

The beast stood up and grabbed the bottle on the floor. "TISBA TJHION RHJDF?! (WHO DID THIS?!)"

2k12 Raph sunk into his shell, but 2k3 Raph smiled and grabbed him, putting him in front of himself. "Who's askin'?" he said, though, unknown to 2k12 Raph, he was pointing to said counterpart's head.

The beast (I'll call him Beastie from now on) growled and came over. Everyone was looking at them now. 2k12 Raph kicked his counterpart as he smiled a crud-eating grin at Beastie. "Um, quiond ofifdg rthuiel?" he asked, having no idea what that meant.

2k3 Raph, having pissed this guy off last time and knowing what a lot of the language meant, thanks to Splinter, bit his lip.

What the hell do you want?

Beastie growled and punched 2k12 Raph in the stomach, which caused 2k3 Raph to feel the same pain. "Owwm. What'd I say?"

"Ya said 'What da hell da ya wan''?" 2k3 Raph said back, before turning to Beastie. "Um, ghruit duha, toietb? Gyis nufbg(Can you let it slide please? We're both sorry.)"

Beastie grunted, then nodded, going back to his table.

2k12 Raph glared at his laughing counterpart as he went to get another soda.

2k12 and 2k3 Leo made their way to a sushi place. Suddenly, 2k3 Leo spotted someone.

"Usagi!" he exclaimed happily as he ran over, 2k12 Leo following. Usagi smiled at his friend and took his hands, shaking it.

"Greetings, my friend. And, your friend," he said, shaking 2k12 Leo's hands, while the smaller turtle smiled warmly and bowed.

"You two look quite similar. Might I ask why?"

"Um," 2k3 Leo said, glancing at the smaller leader, "we're counterparts, pretty much."

Usagi nodded. "Very well. Would you both join me for sushi?"

They both nodded eagerly and stood in line with Usagi, 2k12 Leo scratching his head.

When they'd finally sat down and taken their own plates, 2k12 Leo looked between the two. "So, um, how did you guys meet?"

2k3 Leo and Usagi looked at each other. "Um, you see..." Leo said to his smaller counterpart.

"We, eh, he..."

"I was attacked in the Hall of Past Champions, and Usagi here saved my life," 2k3 Leo finally said, rubbing his head.

2k12 Leo held a piece of sushi in his chopsticks. "Cool. I was thinkin' you guys had to, like, face each other last time," he said after swallowing his sushi.

2k3 Leo looked at Usagi. "We did, right? I don't remember a lot of that."

2k12 Leo raised an eye-ridge at this.

Usagi looked at his friend's counterpart. "You see, Leonardo, there was a, um, a bad man out for this Leonardo, and he used a poison dart to knock him out and tried to kill him and frame his dad," he said, trying not to sound like he was talking to a 6-year-old even though he was thinking he was, mostly because this Leonardo was smaller than the one he already knew.

2k12 Leo face-palmed. "I'm 16, not 6. Please don't talk to me that way, Usagi. Not meaning to be rude."

Usagi chuckled. "Very well. I apologize," he said as he took a bit of his sushi.

2k3 Leo breathed a sigh of relief.

WOW! Really long chapter! Sorry it took so long! Review, rant, flame, check out my community and vote on my poll before May 25, 2017! BYE!

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