"Shoot! My t-pod is out of battery!" Donnie yelled as he plugged his t-pod in to charge. Whilst doing so, he heard something that stopped his heart. (Not literally) Donnie heard groans and splats. He ran into the bathroom, except there was one teeny weeny problem. The door was locked. Donnie grabbed his lock pick, and opened the door. There was Raph, leaning over the toilet. "Why are you throwing up?!" Donnie shrieked. "I dodt kndoe. Probably frob by evedig patrol." Raph nasally coughed. Donnie cringed and led Raph into the living room. Just then, Leo, Mikey, and April walked in and saw the mess of a turtle. Donnie explained everything, and resumed investigating the diagnosis. April came in with a thermometer, a box of tissues, some tea, and a bucket. "What's the bucket for?" Mikey asked. April whispered to Mikey what the bucket was for. Mikey cringed and moved on. Leo went for Donnie's lab, leaving Raph groaning over his bucket.