Mousers attack

TMNT (c) Nick

I DID NOT ASK FOR ANY PERMISSION TO DO THIS.

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Jerry: Nothing much to say except the fact that I actually hit Mikey for taking my camera. :)

Mikey: Oh! And don't forget the part when Harry just got fired.

Jerry: Oh! Yeah, yeah! And that. Auditions are officially open!

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Leo: Look g— woah! *trips* Oof.

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Leo: There's no shame in it. Look, they have a B-team too.

Captain Ryan: We'll need backup. You two in the shirts you're coming with us.

They teleport to a planet and the guys in the shirts get vaporized.

Cranksaw: Rodriguez and that other guy they're gone!

Captain Ryan: Well, that's why we bring them along.

Donnie: Thanks a lot.

Mikey: We're gonna be vaporized?!

*SLAP!*

Mikey: *rubs cheek* Ow... What'd you do that for?!

Raph: Three words. Not. Your. Line.

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Mikey: Oh yeah? Well if you think that your so good, maybe you should deal with the shredder once and for all!

*freeze* *crickets*

Mikey: What?

Kim: That is freaky.

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Mikey: Maybe we should wait for Leo and Raph.

Donnie: And tell them we chickened out? Then they'll never stop calling us the B-team.

Mikey: Aww... I kinda liked being the B-team.

Donnie: Why?!

Mikey: 'Cause B is for Best!

Donnie: Ohh... *slaps Mikey*

Mikey: Ow!

Donnie: Idiot.

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Leo: Mousers?

Baxter: Maybe open upgrade sumo, ex-rebel scenario... Wait, that's not right.

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Baxter: Mobile... What's after mobile again?

Kim: What?

Jerry: I thought you were smart.

Baxter: I'm not! It's just the script talking. Plus I don't even like this sweater!

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Leo: Acid! Protect your eyes!

Raph: Wait...Its that *sniffs air* perfume?

Baxter: It's the closest thing I could find to red liquid!

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Leo: Get 'im!

Baxter: Get me? No, you will be the ones who will be getting got.

Gotten? This doesn't seem right. *script lands on Baxter's face* *reads* Oh, it's right. Wait...but how?! I demand to know the writer of this script!

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Baxter: You can't run forever. Soon, the mousers will crush your bones in their jaws. Such is the fate of anyone foolish enough to trifle with Dexter Spackman!

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Baxter: Soon, the mousers will crush your bones in their jaws. Such is the fate of anyone foolish enough to trifle with Blister Stockboy!

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Baxter: Soon, the mousers will crush your bones in their jaws. Such is the fate of anyone foolish enough to truffle with Backer Strudel!

...

Baxter: What! I'm hungry!

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Leo: How are those things tracking us?

Raph: It's gotta be that stuff he sprayed us with.

Leo: You mean the perfume?

*freeze* *crickets*

Kim: Seriously?

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Raph: You want to get bailed out by the B-team? Forget that.

Leo: Maybe we won't have to. Whatever this stuff is, we'll just wash it off.

Leo slices a pipe again and again, but nothing comes out.

Leo: What t—"

He and Raph are washed away in a large amount of water.

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Donnie: We followed Fong to the defunct futon factory on fifth.

Mikey: *chuckles* Say that five times fast.

Donnie: *sigh* WefollowedFongtothedefunctfutonfactoryonfifth. WefollowedFongtothedefunctfutonfactoryonfifth. WefollowedFongtothedefunctfutonfactoryonfifth. WefollowedFongtothedefunctfutonfactoryonfifth. WefollowedFongtothedefunctfutonfactoryonfifth. There, happy?

Mikey: I did not know you could do that.

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Donnie: Okay, let's do this.

Mikey: B-team is go!

Donnie: Don't call us that.

Mikey: *puppydog eyes* But B stands for best!

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Dogpound: If that phone tells me where Splinter is, I'll have no reason to keep you alive. And if it doesn't tell me, I'll get the answers out of you. *punches wall* *hand passs thoguht eh otherside* It's stuck!

Mikey: Haha! It's stuck!

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Raph: You try fighting off 2,000 robots! Plus the ones we left on the street!

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Donnie: A gamma camera. It detects radioisotopes. That must be what he's tagged you with.

Raph: He didn't tag us with some spray.

Donnie: Then what did he tag you with?

Raph: Perfume!

Donnie: Seriously?

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Donnie: We gotta get Stockman's spray.

Raph: It's perfume.

Kim: Enough with the perfume thing already!

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Donnie: Hang it up, Dogpound. Your call just got dropped.

Baxter: That-that's a really good pun.

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Jerry: Before we leave, Linda's fired too. She didn't actually get fired, she quit because Stinkman was keep flirting with her.

Baxter: It's Stockman!