So I'm returning to this story to make up for a super short chapter I wrote on Fictionpress I've been very busy lately but let's just say I discovered from a Bus Stop poster that the local high school seems to be in some trouble as the poster had an email address to report information to a lawyer...I assure you I'm in no danger just dealing with some...Nuisance youths but you can see where this recent chapter might have been inspired by my troubles, dealing with corporal punishment (Albeit being doled out to a kid who totally didn't deserve it)

After Ichabod had wiped his nose and eyes enough he was ready to tell his story in greater detail.

"So...As I was nearing the playground...I heard two of the cubs having a fierce argument...I'm not going to specify which ones because I don't want to embarrass them, their argument is not relevant to what happened to me...But I wanted them to stop fighting but…" He looked to Marzipan "...You were right Marzipan...The Cubs were shocked and horrified to see me transformed into an eight year old, they ran away...I chased after them...And the chase ended with us trampling the flowerbed of a nearby cottage...The man who lived their came out shouting...I told him to leave the cubs alone that it was completely my fault...And then...He recognized who I was…"

Flashback

The Man was a big middle aged man with blond hair and gray eyes as he stomped out...He grabbed Ichabod's arm.

"Hang on a minute…" The Man said "...I'd recognize that face anywhere...You're the brat of Professor Crane aren't you?"

Trying to hide his growing fear Ichabod tried to say calmly "How very perceptive of you to notice that...As I'm kind of a local hero around here…"

"Yeah…" The Man said "...I thought you were a teenager…"

"Well, you see…" Ichabod was about to explain about the youth potion.

"Don't care…" The Man said as he yanked Ichabod to the backyard "All I care about is now I finally have a chance to get my revenge...Your Father killed my daughter, he killed her with too much fear gas!"

Ichabod felt his heart pounding in his chest but once again trying to keep calm and remembering his military training "Sir...I'm incredibly sorry to hear that but if you thinking of repaying exactly in kind…"

"I ain't gonna kill ya!" The Man said "I don't want to go to prison! But I am gonna whip you…" As he cut himself a switch "...Finally get myself some revenge against Crane for what he did to me…"

And Ichabod with tears streaming down his face but still trying to be brave said "If you whip me, will you leave the two Cubs alone?"

"Sure I don't care about them...You're the only one I want to whip!"

End Flashback

Meanwhile at the apartment Belladonna and Donatello shared, Belladonna had made Beef Stroganoff for supper and was amazed when Don polished off a second bowl

"So good!" The Mutant Turtle exclaimed as he finished licking the sauce from the bowl.

"I have never seen anyone react that way to Beef Stroganoff…" Belladonna said "...I think you're bored with pizza after years of living off it…"

And Don blushed "Maybe...He said "...But also you would not believe the adventure we went through yesterday...It could make anyone as hungry as a horse!"

Belladonna smiled then said "Any word yet on finding an antidote for the Fountain of Youth Potion?"

"Now I'm presuming they're still working on it…" Don said as he wiped his mouth with his napkin "I'm not surprised when I learned just how rare that particular potion was…"

"I'm just worried about Ichabod and Marzipan…" Belladonna sighed "...They've been such good friends to us and now they're stuck in the bodies as kids."

"I'm sure the antidote will be found…" Don said soothingly "...Just give it some time Bell-Bell!"

"I'm sure those two were going to win the dance contest…" Belladonna sighed "...I've never seen anyone Human or Humanimal who dances quite like Ichabod…"

"The contest is still a week away!" Don said "Who knows maybe the cure will be found by then!"

But for Ichabod, Jonathan now much calmer more sympathetic but still he lay down the law, Ichabod was essentially grounded tomorrow, no adventures leaving the house as his wounds still needed to heal and Jonathan wanted his son to be safe as he dealt with with this man who wounded his son properly.

Ah! Now that is a proper story chapter! Realized I should return the idea of the dance contest looming as the title of the story is Dancing in the Stars