Disclaimer: Don't own the turtles, blah blah. I own Garron, you can borrow him if you ask, and if you wanna do a fanart, just let me know you're doing it so I can see it! And to Pretender Fanatic...Garron is pretty cute.

Mikey sat on the couch with Garron, showing him all the pictures he had drawn in his sketchbook.

"You are a very gifted artist, Michealangelo. Your work just seems to come alive."

Mikey closed the book. "Thanks Garron. You ever try drawing?"

Garron smiled and shook his head. "Where I am from, drawing would not be necessary."

Mikey frowned. "Drawing isn't necessary," he said, "It's just something I do for fun."

Garron put a hand up to his chin. "Yes, but for you it is necessary. It is the way you express yourself, it is the window of your soul. If you could not draw you would become frustrated much quicker than you do now, correct?"

Mikey looked surprised. "Yeah..." He'd never had a conversation this deep before, except with Master Splinter, and half the time he didn't understand what Splinter was saying. "Well, I guess I'll just go....check on April! Yeah, that's it, I'll go check on April..."

April sat at the computer desk in the corner of her bedroom, scrolling down a page. "No....no....no...."

Mikey opened the door softly. "April?"

April jumped in her seat and turned around. "Oh...hello Mikey, do you need something?"

Mikey looked uncomfortable. "No...I just wanted to see if I could maybe help you?"

April looked shell-shocked. here Mikey, I have something you can do."

Mikey eagerly stepped into the room. April handed him a huge stack of papers. "Here. Could you put these in alphabetical order please?"

"No problem!" Mikey sat down on the floor and spread the papers around him, trying to put them all in the right order. He picked one up and scanned it. "Artifacts, Japanese History, Samurai...what are you trying to do, write a book?!"

April laughed. "No silly, I'm helping Donnie."

Mikey looked at her blankly. "Helping Donnie write a book?"

April looked at him. "No. Helping him crack the code on the manuscript. You know, the one you almost got killed for?"

Mikey grinned. "Ohh...that manuscript...well...any luck?"

April sighed. "No. Whoever wrote this really didn't want the code to be broken. What I can't understand is the constant reference to sushi..."

Mikey blinked. "Food? April, can I see that copy of the manuscript Don gave you?" April handed him the paper. He stared at it for a long time. "I got it." He whispered finally.

April stared. "What?"

Mikey looked up at her. "I got it. I figured it out!"

April was shocked. "Seriously!? Mikey, that's wonderful...I'll get everyone in the kitchen and you can show them." She rushed out of the room.

Mikey got to his feet slowly. "I figured it out..."

In the kitchen, Raph, Don, Leo and Master Splinter all sat around the table. April sat on a counter and Garron stood in a corner. Don had the original copy of the manuscript in front of him.

Don looked skeptical. Leo looked hopeful. Raph drummed his fingers on the table impatiently. "Mikey'd better not be pulling our legs...I'll literally kill him."

April frowned at Raph. "Mikey wouldn't do that. You need to have more faith in your brother..."

"Yeah, you need to have more faith in me, Raph!" Mikey said from the doorway. "I'm going to show you what a genius I am now."

Raphael laughed loudly, which earned him ten flips.

Mikey stood in front of the table and held up April's copy of the scroll. "This thing is written in Food Code." He said happily.

Leo raised an eyeridge. "Food Code?"

Mikey nodded. "Yep. Lookit." He pointed to the beginning of the scroll. "Sushi means west. Shrimp means north. Rice means south, and Tea means east! Then, this guy used the temperatures you cook the food at to determine latitude and longitude!"

"He's right!" Donatello exclaimed, staring at his copy. "Mikey figured it out!"

"Congratulations Michealangelo," Garron said. "Now we just need to figure out the where the latitude and longitude of the first location is, and we can go get the first stone!"

All eyes went to Donnie. Again. "I can figure out those no problem!" he said.

"That's wonderful guys!" April exclaimed. "I say we should give Mikey extra pizza tonight."

Everybody agreed. Mikey leapt into the air. "ALRIGHT!!"

April went to get the pizza.

So, not much Garron mystery going on here in this chapter, I just wanted to write about Mikey figuring out the code. Betcha thought it was gonna be Donnie, eh? BTW, I totally made up everything about the Food Code. I'm hungry. Sorry bout the shortness of the chappie, once again. REVIEW!!!