My head's throbbing and felt heavy, like it just got hit with Thor's mighty Mjölnir.

And my ears oh my goodness, someone turn off the alarm.

Wait a minute, that's not an alarm..

Well not mine in that case, i remember putting 'What Does The Fox Say' song as my alarm ringtone last time.

So...what was that ringing noise.

I slowly cracked open my eyes, squinting against the sudden brightness when i saw a blob thingamajig staring at me.

Then the blob clears up and i'm face to face with the most horrendous thing in the whole world.

"HOLY SWEET MACARONNIS WHAT THE FIRETRUCKIN' HECK IS THAT???!??" I screeched, -er, yelled,-in somewhat unmanly way-, as in reflex, punched that thing away.

It was Dexter.

....wait wait, what's his name again?

"Caaaareefullzz zwith the amandebelzzz you jeerkkkzzz." He said. Or buzzed.

Atleast that's what i think he said..

"Well it's your fault! Do you know how scary it was to wake up and see you?!," i shuddered

"Very creepy."

"ZzzzHeyzzz!!"

"About time he woke up."
Aye, Fishy-face.

"Do i know you?" I asked, scratching my bald head for effect. Also tilting my head a bit to the side.

"Mister slimy-literally-fish-out-of-the-water with... metal.. legs..?" I drawled, still using the confused tone.

Play the card Ao, play the card.

"That's Xever to you, turtle."

"I got a name, and your mom could've pick a simpler one for you." I deadpanned, giving him a blank look.

I always wanted to say that.

He growled whilst Rahzar chuckled in the background.

Oh wait, there are Bebop and Rocksteady too.

"Is that a.. pig?"

"Warthog! A warthog! See what i'm talking Rocksteady?! They always got me wrong!"

"Aye that sometimes happened to me too, Bebop."

"And that's a.. rhino. What is this? Animal Parade or something?" I cried in frustation, waving my arms in the air.

"See! He ain't got yours wrong Rocksteady! He got mine wrong!"

"It's okay Bebop, maybe next time."

"Hello! I'm talking here." I said, yet those two are still ignoring me.

"Rood." I huffed, crossing my arms.

"Enough." TigerClaw roared from my back, and instinctively i turned at him.

I pretended to be surprised,

"HOLY MCNUG- FUDGE!" I yelped when i fell straight to the floor.

Okay, maybe a bit too dramatic but, oh well.

Bebop and Rocksteady snickers loudly, so i shot them both a glare and threw Stephen at them.

"Bish, that hurts." I gritted, surprised that they let still left Stephen alone hanging by my side before i threw him. Maybe they're not expecting frying pan to be deadly?

Well then the Foot is an idiot.

"Check it out Rocksteady! Neat frying pan!" Bebop chuckled, picking up Stephen from the ground since Stephen only hitted Rocksteady,-but he's rubbing his head so, score!-.

He twirled Stephen in his hands before Stephen decided to hit his head, hard.

"Ow! What the heck man! That frying pan hurts!" He squealed as Stephen rolled his way towards me.

Don't ask how, i have no idea either.

"Aw, Stephen hun. I knew you won't leave me." I cooed, hugging my friend tightly.

I saw TigerClaw twitches his eye along with Fishface and Rahzar.

Speaking of TigerClaw, he needs a nickname.

"What is this." Only one person can pull of a question into a statement, and that person is...

Walah, The Cheese Grinder!

...I mean Shredder.

No seriously, he's standing on an invisible wall above us before dramatically,-thank you whoever you are who corrected Author on this-, dropped down with a dramatic crouch before dramatically standing up.

When you are in Foot Clan, so much drama are happening. Especially Shredder since, he's all vendetta vendetta shiz type of guy, so.. yeah.

...I hate soap operas.

"Oh hello, you are wearing a funny hat." I said with my best Little Prince impression.

I love that movie. I cried like, four times watching it.

All his henchmen bowed before him ofc. Whilst i just sat there, on the dusty floor, cradling Stephen.

I wonder how i looked like to him?

A wierd smol turtle that apparently looks like the leader of his nemesis' sons but with black eyes and is craddling and kissing a frying pan.

Don't forget the scarf. The green scarf.

....Why do i sounded like a wierd hobo with acute case of Scizophrenia?

Wait, how do you write it again? ((Author is seriously confused)).

"Master Shredder, i-" Tin Can raised his palm and TigerClaw instantly shuts up.

Huh, wonder if i can do that. It'll be cool, and perfect because then, i can finally have my Space Heroes marathon peacefully.

Tin Can,-i'm sticking with that name for him. Suits him better.-, stared at me straight in the eyes. Or eye, in his case.

He's half-blind right? Right? I mean, i would be creepy, but cool, if his burnt eye actually still works, but still.

Cricket voice.

"You know, a picture would lasts longer." I spoke up, shrugging.

Bebop and Rocksteady silently chuckling again. And oh, Sushi is flicking their heads.

"Who are you."

"Knock knock."

For the first time in ,-probably-, his lifetime, i saw Tin Can raised his no-longer-existing eyebrow.

"Knock knock joke, never heard of 'em?" I quirked my eyebrow too, staring at him expectantly.

"I don't have time for this!"

"No game no answer."

"You think this is a joke!"

"Who said so? It's just my price for answer." I shrugs again.

"Knock knock." Tin Can silently sighs whilst motioned Bebop to answer.

Score!

"Uh, Who's there?"

"Nunya."

"Nunya who?"

"Nun. Ya. Business. There you go." I shooed, looking at Tin Can.

He growled. Unseathing the-... why do i forget that word?

...Ugh....-claw thingies.

I stared blankly, again, my grin vanishes into straight line.

"Wolverine. Very original."
Rocksteady and Bebop burst out laughing.

"Answer the question!"

"I did answer it!"

Tin Can looked like he wanted to strangle me.

To save his life from high blood pressure, i quickly spoke up,

"I know i shouldn't've keep this as a secret. You figured me out, you are so so smart..." I sighs dramatically, looking down.

"Actually i'm..." paused for effect anddd....

"The Doctor."

Silence.

Sushi furrowed his forehead.
"Doctor who?"

"Exactly."

"What?"

"Enough!"
I stared at Tin Can again.

"Seriously, is your vocabulary only revolves around 'Who are you', 'enough', and 'answer'?"

Man, i love teasing Tin Can.

Yet, my elf eyes see that this is going to be a loooong night. Longer than Thranduil's age.

Speaking about curfew, i wonder what excuse Sensei is going to tell the others...

..... By the way, i love Thranduil, his hair is always #onfleek and way softer than Elleth's.

Also, his fashion sense is better than the Kardashians.

......Wait, what are we talking about?

Alternate chapter title :
Sassing the Foot Clan.

Hello potatoes! Long time no seeee!!! *waves*

Btw, i no longer have any idea which TMNT episode this fanfic is starting from, so bear with me. The confusion is too much for my brain.

And did you see what the English Assigment about LOTR has done to me??? You see??? YOU SEE???!!!

If you don't see it, well... contact Legolas, borrow his elf eyes.

Anywaysies, since ya'll are so nice to me,

I have fun pressing enter button. Gotta give credit to Senpai.

I LOVE COOKIES

You guys are so amazing for putting up with my shiz.

Achievement unlocked :

BONUS CHAPPIE *throws Confetti*

Starring Raph! Yay!

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Raph's POV

"Guys! Guys!" I panted, stumbling my way to the lair's entrance.

"Oh hey Raph."

"HE'S CAUGHT!"

Donnie stopped typing in his self-made laptop and looked up.

"Who? Casey?"

"Uh no."

"Slash?"

"No."

"Leatherhead?!!" Mikey asked in bewilderment, popping out from the kitchen with pizza in his hand.

"What? No!"

"Dr. Rockwell?"

"No."

"Then who-"

"What is going on here?"
Just what i needed, Splinter.

"Nothing Sensei." I quickly answered, sweat dropping.

"Doesn't sound like it to me."

"Well.. i.."

"Explain."
Splinter raised his eyebrow and i can sense he's ready to do pressure point.

I gulped.

"You see.. i..."

Here goes.

"Metthismutantturtleatfirstihatehimbutthenwegotalongandwebecamefriendsandigotmadandpunchedhimimadehimupsetsoigavehimcookiesbtwhelivesinthisawesomeplaceandhepaintsgrafittisandnowhescaughtbythefootbcsitsmyfaultsoineedtosavehim.."

Both Donnie and Mikey stared at me wierdly whilst Splinter is wearing a blank face.

Which usually doesn't mean a good thing.

"Go."

I blinked.

"What?"

"Go. Save your friend. Michelangelo, Donatello, go with your brother."

We nodded and started running off untill i skidded into halt.

Something seems.... off..

"Wait, where's Leo?" Mikey asked.

Right. There is no one to command us around by now.

"Just go. Leonardo is busy."

I quirked an eyeridge.
"For what?"

"Personal errands. I will explain later. Now go!"
I nodded and took off, wiping any doubts nor thoughts from my head. That would be another matter.

Right now, i'm coming for you, Otouto.

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DANG THAT FROLICKIN CLIFFHANGER HAH! LOVE IT!

KEEP PUTTING UP WITH MY SHIZ A LITTLE BIT 'KAY?

A BIT MOREEE

THERE YA GO

2nd Bonus Chapter unlocked!

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Splinter's 3rd POV

The aged rat sighed as he watched his sons took off, leaving to save their brother, yet unknown.

The Grand Master strolled towards the Dojo, his room, and locks the door, inhaling the scent of incense he had put up just before Raphael barges in.

Splinter stared at the wooden shrine in his room, tired eyes trailing off to the milky white stone hanging by thin brown rope on the shelf. The candlelight glinted on its surface.

"What have your son gotten himself into, Neri?" He breathed silently, closing his eyes as he prepared himself to be whisked to the Astral Plains, breeze of the sea entered his nostrils.

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AND DONE! THANKS FOR READING POTATOES!!

AND LOOK AT THAT! ANOTHER HINT!

PS :

To help you guys figuring the hints out;

"Sometimes, names could describe their owners.."

Have fun looking for what their names mean!!