Turtlefreak121: I’m actually trying to work on another one-shot right now but I really needed to take a break so I started working on this. Ah, Mutamon. We’re in the double digits with you and that in its own right is a tremendous joke. Sorta like how my family cooks most often my least favorite dishes: spaghetti, chicken and rice, Hungarian dumplings. Funny enough none of that stuff is German… Strange – what’s the matter with us and our lack of our mother culture? XD Oh, well.

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Mutamon!

Chapter Eleven

By Turtlefreak121

Disclaimer: I don't own the TMNT or Pokemon, but Mutamon's characters are mine. And since no one ever reads these except me (cause I'm weird) BWAHAHAHA! Raphazard poo on you!

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Gym Badge Time

April placed her hands on her hips and looked back down the trail as the rest of their group at last made their way to the meeting spot she and Casey had been waiting at. She smirked some at seeing the five ghouls wearing their sheets, one in particular covered in polka dots, and shook her head knowingly. She raised her brow as Casey got up from sitting on the stoop.

“There you goofs are,” she said as she looked over them.

“No we’re not,” Raphazard snorted.

“Stop it, Raphazard!” Leotirtle moaned. “You’re such a jerk.”

“I hope you all managed to get Mikish something to eat so he would stop complaining,” April continued.

“Yeah, or else I may have to Falcon Punch him,” Casey explained as he stretched. “Because as the tough guy of the group I am not one who can tolerate whining.”

“Neither can I,” Raphazard felt compelled to add.

“We should be friends then,” Casey concluded.

“Best friends!” Raphazard complied before they looped arms and skipped off.

“I’m full now, April!” Mikish exclaimed enthusiastically as he took off his dotted sheet, allowing little Klunkachu to leap to his shoulder. “It was a lot of fun!”

“As long as you’re full, Mikish, I don’t care,” April smirked.

“He’s full of rocks, though, April,” Donabra explained with great concern.

“What?”The red-head questioned.

“Yeah, he ate a rock an awful old lady gave us,” Leotirtle explained as he folded his arms. “And then ate all the ones that were given to us, too.”

“He was a pig,” Donabra sighed.

“Kluuuuuuuuuunk,” the Mutamon cried.

“He did WHAT!?” April growled angrily.

“Ate rocks,” Raphazard hissed as he appeared at Donabra and Leotirtle’s sides. “Duh, we’ve said it twice.”

Mikish grabbed the sides of his head. “No! How did you get there? You and Casey skipped off together!”

“DID NOT!” Casey and Raphazard roared.

“Mikish, he’s been there the entire time,” Leotirtle sighed.

“Yeah, Mikish,” Donabra grunted. “What’s the problem with you? You’ve been doing this the entire time.”

“It’s probably those rocks he ate,” April growled lowly before glaring at her adopted brother. “Seriously, Mikish! What’s your problem? You ate rocks of all things! Why would you dare to eat rocks… I don’t care HOW hungry you are.”

“They tasted like dirt, too,” Mikish sighed.

“None of this matters, my friends and comrades and amigos,” Casey said as he opened up his arms. “For we are only beginning another leg of our great journey!”

“What are you going on about now?” Leotirtle glowered.

“I speak only of pursuing Mikish’s quest of… doing something productive by the end of this story,” Casey explained. “You see, I’m the advice friend as well as the smart one. See. I’m easily the most important sidekick of the series. Even better than Klunkachu.”

“Klunk!” Klunkachu hissed in reply.

“What should I do, Casey?” Mikish whined.

“Like he would know,” April huffed as she folded her arms expectantly.

“There is a gym within this very town, I should know because I mysteriously am from here,” Casey explained. “THERE IS NO CONNECTION.”

“You want Mikish to work out?” Leotirtle asked skeptically.

“He needs it,” Raphazard laughed.

“Indeed,” Donabra nodded in agreement.

“What would he do at a gym?”April questioned.

“Gyming?” Mikish suggested.

“SHUT UP, MIKISH!!!”

“Okay,” he sighed.

“He will battle the gym leader,” Casey explained before nodding. “Once he did that then he would be more epic and deserve a badge.”

“Whoo,” Mikish grinned. “Will it be shiny?”

“Why would he need a badge?” April snapped.

There was a pause.

“Whatever,” April groaned. “I don’t care. Let’s just do it and get it over with.”

“YAY!” they chanted before heading out.

“Follow me!” Casey exclaimed enthusiastically.

“Okay,” the group agreed before following him a few steps to the left where they stopped in front of a large building labeled “GYM.”

“Wow,” Mikish said. “It’s amazing.”

“Wow,” Donabra blinked. “I can’t believe that we didn’t see this earlier.”

“I saw it,” Raphazard laughed.

“Liar,” Leotirtle muttered.

April tapped her foot and looked at Casey in aggravation. “What now, genius?” she grunted.

“We enter!” Casey exclaimed.

“Oh, wow!” the Mutamon and Mikish said in amazement before clapping.

“He’s so perceptive!” Donabra complimented.

April face palmed.

Without further ado, they entered the building. It was a simple room with a large rectangle drawn on the floor for no truly apparent reason other than to be completely and utterly annoying.

“I don’t like this rectangle,” Leotirtle said aloud. “It’s completely and utterly annoying.”

“So,” April grunted. “Where’s this gym leader?”

“I have another dramatic announcement to make,” Casey explained as he stepped ahead of the group and turned to them. “You see, it is I who be the gym leader!”

DUNA

They all gasped.

“I didn’t see that one coming!” Mikish exclaimed.

“I did,” Raphazard grinned.

“Liar,” Leotirtle muttered.

“You mean Mikish has to fight Casey in order to get a gym badge?” Donabra questioned.

“Yes!” Casey said. “Like when Kirk fought Spock. It is to be epic and memorable.”

“STOP!” April screamed. “I am SICK of this stupidity!” She looked at them. “You two already fought! Mikish won!”

“Oh, yeah,” the group said collectively.

“I guess we can move on to the next town then,” Casey shrugged. “I’m ready to leave this hick town anyway.”

“Okay,” they agreed before heading out together as a group. Leaving the town, Leotirtle looked to Casey and frowned intensely at their friend’s decision to leave his home roots for a world unexplored with people he barely knew and talking Mutamon.

“It does not seem very honorable to leave your town and homeland like this,” Leotirtle explained his disgruntled facial expression.

“Shut up, poser,” Casey demanded. “You pose with your honor in imposing ways. Poser.”

“But will the town be okay without you?” Donabra questioned worriedly.

“Yeah, what could happen?” Casey asked as no one acknowledged the inferno engulfing the town.

“Guess you’re right,” Raphazard shrugged.

“What about Mikish’s badge, though,” April questioned.

“Yeah!” Mikish grinned. “I’m REALLY excited about this one!”

“Oh, yeah,” Casey nodded before shrugging. “I’m actually out,” he explained nonchalantly. “Angel took my last one.”

They all stared at him.

Mikish grabbed his mask tails. “!”

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The entire cast is sitting back stage in their own chairs or on the huge couch. They all are laughing gently and generally getting along without any of the usual antics. Everyone seems rather content and knowledgeable other than Mikish.

Mikish is just sitting there.

“Hi there,” Casey says warmly. “We’re the cast of Mutamon.”

“Epically so,” Raphazard says.

All laugh and stop. Then Mikish laughs and they stare at him.

“We’re just here with your public service announcement,” April explains.

“You see,” Leotirtle continues, “we’ve reached double digits!”

“Not only that,” Raphazard grins, “but eleven – DOUBLE ONE!”

“Two hockey sticks!” Donabra giggles.

“Isn’t that seventy-seven?” Mikish asks.

“SHUT UP, MIKISH!” they all scream.

“Okay…”

Everyone looks to the camera and grins. “Thanks to everyone inspiring this story to be in production still. YAY for comedy!”

“And humor, too,” Mikish adds.

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