Just to let you know I cheated on the sauce recipe by pulling up an actual recipe off of the Internet. I bet you it tastes wonderful, but the anonymous person who posted this recipe uses double flavorings of onion and garlic so I bet this has a very strong flavor.

Since Mikey loves pizza, I figured he would like bold flavors, which is why I chose this particular recipe.

I do not own the TMNT and have not written this for anything beside pure creative pleasure.

Thank you!

Lesson

Chapter 2

Michelangelo's battle wound was declared non-life threatening by his Sensei, and was quickly cleaned and bandaged. He decided that Donatello could handle stirring the sauce every fifteen minutes without causing any problems especially since he had hidden all spices in the kitchen. Donnie had been known to add "secret ingredients" to dishes to "enhance the natural aura of the flavoring," but this had always led to less than appealing results to the tasters of such "enhanced" dishes.

Michelangelo settled down between his brothers on the couch and joined them in channel surfing. Seeing the Band-Aid on one of the fingers of Michelangelo's right hand,

Leonardo and Raphael chose not to ask about the lesson going on in the kitchen. They could sense their baby brother's tension and the two knew even easy-going Michelangelo could be a bear when backed into a corner. Leonardo, who had the television remote, changed to a movie he knew his little brother enjoyed to help him relax. Everything was peaceful for about forty-five minutes until they heard their absent brother yell from the kitchen.

"Mikey! There is something wrong with the sauce!"

"What do you mean there something wrong with the sauce?!" Michelangelo shouted back.

"The sauce is effervescing spume vesicles and ejecting the vesicles in my vicinity!"

"What!?" Michelangelo yelled.

"It's bubbling and spitting at me!" Donatello shouted.

"Turn the temperature down on the stove Donnie! I'm coming in!" Michelangelo called rising with a sigh from the sofa.

Entering the kitchen, he saw his older brother franticly stirring the bubbling sauce. The sauce had spit all over the stovetop. Pushing Donatello aside, Michelangelo grabbed two potholders and removed the sauce from the stove eye. He then looked at the temperature and noticed that the setting was higher than he had set it earlier.

"Don did you lower the temperature before I came into the kitchen?" he asked his brother.

"Yes I did." Donatello said.

"Dude, then why is the temperature set higher than it was when I left the kitchen?" Michelangelo asked getting a little agitated.

"Um...well, I figured if I raised the temperature the sauce would cook faster and then I did lower the temperature when you told me to." his brother said sheepishly.

"Donnie! I told you NOT to touch anything without my permission and you gave me your word of honor. Do you cook without honor?" Michelangelo demanded putting his hands on the area that would be his hips under his shell.

"No."

"Then do as I tell you. I know the proper methods to cooking and you don't which is why I am teaching you bucko. Now I am going to put the sauce on the other eye. Do not touch the temperature and continue stirring every fifteen minutes. Clean the mess you made bro but NOT until the eye cools down. You got that amigo?"

"Yes sir." Donatello said.

"I am going to finish my movie and then we will begin preparing the meat and pasta." Michelangelo instructed as he walked back out of the kitchen.

Donatello settled himself down and stirred the sauce every fifteen minutes as he had been instructed. After sampling the sauce, he had to admit that his brother was correct in "you can't rush perfection" because the sauce was delicious. Unfortunately, our loveable Donnie was a scientist and scientists often find themselves experimenting which can lead to problems.

And onward! Only one more chapter for you. If I did not have so many deadlines at my job I would have tried to tie up everything in just two chapters. I try not to write really long stories that are hard to keep up with, especially around the holidays. Please tell me what you think.

Love,

Amber