Hey! Ok, so here it is, the B Plot.

See chapter one for disclaimer.

As the turtles left the lair, the Ex-Superfly gang waved at them.

"Good Luck to them." Wingnut said, and promptly disappeared into her and Leatherheads room.

"Where'd you want this?" Bebop asked, meaning the sofa.

"Anywhere." Splinter said, flapping his hands.

The two promptly dropped it where it was and threw themselves onto it. It sunk a little, but the two either didn't notice or - more likely - didn't care.

Leatherhead chose that moment to come into the living room. "I think we need another fridge." She said.

Splinter frowned and pointed out that they'd got one.

"Yes, but now there's more of us, so we need another one. Don't worry, I'll get it."

Scumbag made a few chirping noises and Leatherhead nodded. "Yeah, I know. That's why..." She walked over and, leaning over the sofa, rested her hands on Bebop's and Rocksteady's shoulders. "...These two are gonna help me."

"Us two?" Bebop said, looking amazed by the prospect.

"Yeah, who else am I going to get to lift it? Les' face it, it's not like you were gonna do anythin' else today. C'mon."

Splinter cleared his throat and the three mutants stopped and looked at him. "May I ask..." He said, raising an eyebrow. "How you're planning to pay for that?"

Bebop and Rocksteady burst out laughing, while Leatherhead explained. "Ah,you gotta be jokin' mate. We don't have any money. We're either gonna steal it or scavenge it. Les' face it, not like these shops will miss one refrigerator, is it? An' at least we know it'll be workin'."

"Try the curb first." Splinter said, determined to be the responsible adult. "Sometimes the humans dump things onto them. We see it on movies all the time. If that doesn't work, then go dumpster diving."

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"We need a car." Bebop complained, not for the first time.

Leatherhead groaned. "I know and believe me, mate, I've added it to my list. But more importantly we need another refrigerator to keep our food in."

"Er...Leather, if we get one how are ya gonna fix it?" Rocksteady asked, not unreasonably.

"Internet." Leatherhead said simply. "An' I'll get Donatello to help me. He seems into this techno stuff and two hands are always better than one. Now, keep your eyes out."

"Er...any particular colour?"

"As long as it's not broken, Bebop, I don't care if it's bright green and from Mars."

"Bright green would fit." Rocksteady said thoughtfully. "It'd match our new brothers."

"If you wanna get a can of paint, then go for it. For now let's just focus on finding a fridge!"

A few more streets and nervous/horrified stares from passers by later, and they finally found one. It was a decent size and silver. Not to mention heavy. "A'right." LH said, once she'd got it standing up. "Go for it, boys."

Eagerly, the boys hurried over and grabbed an end each. "Alright, one, two, three-" They lifted it up with a grunt and balanced it on a shoulder each.

Leatherhead was watching them intently. "Ok?" She checked.

Her brothers both grinned and gave her a thumbs up.

It was a hard walk home, having the bottom half of a refrigerator in his face meant Rocksteady couldn't see properly and he was relying on Bebop for directions. Unfortunately 'left' and 'right' had always been a problem for the warthog. On heading towards a curb, Bebop confidently said. "Ok, we're turning left."

Rocksteady turned left and collided with a wall, dropping the fridge in the process. He cursed loudly and hopped up and down.

"Alright, mates, I'll give the directions now." Leatherhead said, firmly.

After a further half hour they'd managed to get the fridge into the sewers and were carefully transporting it down them. "Now for gawds sake, be careful." Leatherhead whispered. "Las' thing we want is to slip and damage it."

Once they made it to the lair Leather opened the door and held it open for her brothers to come in. "Incoming delivery!" She yelled over her shoulder.

Splinter nodded in approval. "It looks good." He said, after looking it over. "When do you plan on installing it?"

"Hopefully tonight after Donnie finishes his homework."

The rat looked slightly surprised by that. "Donatello?"

Leatherhead grinned. "Yeah, he's into all this stuff, isn't he? I could probably show him a thing or two. Superfly gave us access to all kinds of cool stuff so yeah...I know a bit-"

"She's being modest." Rocksteady said, from the sofa. "She knows loads. She's practically an en-ency -encyclo-"

"Encyclopaedia?"

"That's it!" The rhino exclaimed, clicking his fingers. "See? Told ya she was smart."

"I see." Splinter said, amused. "Alright then. Wait till Donnie comes home."