Donnie turned to Ms. Long. "As I had meant to ask before, what was going on?"
"I was tending to my customers when I heard these rapscallions making a commotion with their yelling and insults," The lady explained, giving Stockboy and the Purple Dragons a pointed look.
"What?!" The turtle mutant glares at them. "I thought I told you guys not to make a scene!"
"He/They started it!" The group point at each other. Donnie and Shelldon facepalm while Ms. Long raises a brow in suspicion.
"Donatello, are they your friends... or something?" She asked.
"They're more like acquaintances that you can barely stand," Donnie states, earning annoyed looks from his enemies. He focuses his attention to the Asian woman again.
"I am sorry if they had caused you trouble, ma'am. But do not worry, we are now leaving."
"That's okay, young man," Ms. Long gives him a warm smile. "How about I give you some food on the way out. It's on the house."
"Oh... thank you, Ms. Long, but you don't have to--"
"Nonsense, you're one of my favorite customers. It's the least I can do."
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After leaving the market alley with both the location and the food, the Genius Group continue their mission.
"According to Loose Lips, those criminals would be meeting up with someone in a abandoned subway station somewhere underground. It should be rriigghhtt... here!"
The Turtle Tank stopped right in front of a slightly broken-down stairway that is covered in graffiti.
Everyone steps out of the vehicle and walk down the stairs, Shelldon providing light with his eyes for them to see. They then slowly stride through the dark hallways, Jase slightly whimpering in fear.
"Quit whimpering, man. It's making me feel anxious too!" Jeremy whisper-shouts.
"S-Sorry... it's just that there's something about these halls that make you wanna--"
"Hold it, we're here, dudes," Shelldon says, making everyone else stop in their tracks. They see the same group with the star badges, with Mayhem and the Purple Dragons' tech in tow!
"Hey, that's our stuff and your pet!" Jeremy points at the cart said things were on.
The team sneak behind the thieves to their destination. They stop behind a pillar to see what appears to be some kind of outdoor restaurant with different types of yokai and mutants.
"Wait a sec... a restaurant with mutants?" Kendra exclaims in disbelief. "This day just got even more crazy."
"I can't believe that I'm saying this... but I agree, Donnie states, trying not to gag. "Let's sneak in behind to get a better look."
Doing as told, the Genius Group tip-toed to the back alley as they saw the cloaked delinquents grabbing Mayhem and the tech from the cart and went inside some kind of building, the turtle thinking that it was probably the kitchen.
They peek inside to see them face-to-face walking up to two large individuals wearing the same black cloaks with hoods covering most of their heads. One is cooking something on the stove while the other is standing in front of their clients.
"Okay, we got what you ask for," A feminine voice came from one of the smallest of the thieves. "So don't forget your promise."
The kids and drone raised a brow in confusion. Promise? What promise?
"Oh, yes. Me brownie recipe after you lot complete your little mission," The cook said. "Ghostbear, please give them what they want."
"Si." He hands over the paper. The star-badged figures taking off their hoods, revealing themselves as Julia and the Brownie Clan.
Donnie's eyes widen in shock as he recognized those voices. "Oh no..."
"What? What's going on, you know them?" Stockboy asks. The softshell turns around to face them.
"Yes, the two big ones are dangerous mutants my brothers and I had dealt with many times in the past. So we have to be careful."
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Clash of the Geniuses (A ROTTMNT Fanfic)
FanfictionDonnie and Shelldon reluctantly seeks help from the Purple Dragons and Baxter Stockboy in order to rescue Mayhem and retrieve some of their stolen tech.