Angel: You're probably wondering why I'm posting this instead of Mascot Melee. Turns out there's a reason that MagicMelody16 pointed out to me. In Mascot Melee, which was labeled as 5A, Raph is walking through Times Square while the turtles are in the Turtle Tank. But in THIS episode, which was 5B, Donnie is showing OFF the Turtle Tank that he had just finished. So that's why the order changed if you guys didn't know. As for Mascot Melee, I got a link to it, but I haven't checked it out yet. And I also posted a one-shot because today is Amy's birthday! Wheeeee!

Three spotlights shine in the garage of the lair before they all join together to land on Donnie, who is standing in front of a curtain. Mikey is sitting next to Raph, Amy is on the floor near Raph's leg, and Leo is sitting above her on a box.

"Brethren...and Amy."

"Thank you," Amy grins slightly and Leo huffs, placing a hand on his cheek. He glances back at her as he has the perfect view...that hair...those shoulders...part of her face. He could stare at that all day and still be in love with her. How could anyone else not see it? She was just so...perfect.

"Before you is my masterpiece," Donnie continues confidently, excited to show them. "The culmination of my merit skills united in one glorious enterprise! Lady and gentlemen, behold the-"

"Ooh, is it the drill?" Leo interrupts in glee. "Is it that drill you made when we were fighting the silverfish?"

"Uh, no, no t-that's still in beta," He explains and the brunette wonders how that's still in beta. He's had like two weeks last time she remembered it.

"Lame!" Raph calls out.

"Lay off and let him continue," Amy rolls her eyes.

"But this is better," Donnie continues, glancing away from his brothers' rude interrupting. "Much, much better. I give you the-"

"Is it an even cooler, even bigger drill?" Mikey asks enthusiastically,

"No, not a drill!" Donnie denies, gesturing his staff to the curtain. "This is the big surprise." He grabs a rope and pulls it, the curtain going up...but there's nothing behind it. "Ta-stinkin'-da!"

"Yay!" Mikey stands up, "A sewer tube full of nothing!"

"Huh?" Donnie asks in confusion.

"I'm so proud of you," Mikey clasps his hands near his cheek.

"You asked us to come down here for a sewer tube?" Amy raises an eyebrow.

"What? Where did it go?" Donnie kneels onto the ground. "I built us an amazing vehicle out of the moon buggy!" He slams his fists against the ground. "Who stole our Turtle Tank?!"


His question is soon answered as a large painted tank speeds on the streets. The culprit is driving the new vehicle as it has large tires and a cab on top of it. It bumps onto the corners as the culprit flicks a bobblehead of Jupiter Jim. He presses down on the pedals, which have water and a fish in his shoes. Splinter grins as he's wearing sunglasses, looking cool.

"Hot soup!" He exclaims as he's never felt like this before, laughing. He was riding in style!

He passes by a building where Amy and the turtles are. "Hey this is a real problem, Donnie," Raph explains, "Not only did they steal your tank thing-"

"Now you can finish the drill!" Mikey interrupts.

"But they must know where our lair is," Raph rubs his chin. "It must be somebody who's penetrated our inner circle."

"Maybe it's someone we've known..." Donnie looks away, narrowing his eyes. "For years...or maybe even...weeks! What do you have to say for yourself, Miss Amelia Smith?!" He points an accusing finger at Amy, who scoffs in disbelief.

"You really think I stole your tank? Do I have to remind you that I have my own ride?" Amy asks in annoyance, holding up her remote. She presses her button and her motorcycle lands behind her, playing the La Cucaracha theme from the horn. "Man, I'll never get tired of that."

"Admit it, you liar!" Mikey points at her.

"Yeah, you couldn't stop with the bike, could you?" Raph accuses, getting in her face as Donnie shines a light into her eyes. She covers her face as Leo stays behind. Obviously she was innocent, she didn't have a reason or opportunity to commit the 'crime.'

"You wanted more," Donnie narrows his eyes. "You've always been annoyed by us, you wanted to get revenge!"

"Are you insane?!" Amy demands, standing up.

"I don't know, Amy. Are we?!" Mikey eyes her. "Just confess to the crime!"

Suddenly, a few punches are heard. Donnie, Raph, and Mikey walk back to Leo, with their masks tied all over themselves, squishing them internally. For Donnie and Mikey, she stretched them out.

"Okay...Amy definitely isn't our suspect," Donnie murmurs in pain.

"Glad we agree," Amy crosses her arms, Leo chuckling. Not only did he get unharmed, Amy wasn't mad at him.


Donnie kicks down April's door, the other turtles storming in. April is holding Mayhem, who has curlers on him. She was curling his fur to make him look nice. "Alright, you! Where's our Turtle Tank?!" Donnie demands, pointing at her.

"Hi Donnie," She starts off with her eyes closed, "You have 9 seconds to tell me why you just broke my door," She smiles casually, but inside, she was maaaaaad. Mayhem narrows his eyes at them.

"Someone stole Donnie's Turtle Tank," Leo informs her as they're staring her down. Amy's not there, she was waiting outside.

April chuckles as she knows where this is going. "Oh, I see. So as your best friend, or one of them, you naturally suspect me."

"She gets it," Mikey smiles.

"Oh ho, don't give me that," Donnie waves it off, "You're the only one who could've taken it...and besides, Amy made it clear that she didn't do it."

"Three," April holds her bat, patting it against her palm. They all look nervous as they knew what was going to happen. "Two. One."

There's a smack and they all scream as they land in the alley near Amy. She's leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. The turtles land on each other one by one, with Raph obviously being on the bottom.

"Okay, good news, our inner circle is now secure," Donnie comments, Amy looking up at the window.

"Sorry April!" Mikey calls out. "Movie night later?"

"Your treat," April tells them.

"Thanks April, you saved me the trouble of telling 'em myself," Amy salutes at her. April blows a kiss in response, closing the window. "Told you she'd react like that."

"Alright lady and fellas, who's our next suspect?" Donnie asks them as they're gathered in a circle.

"It's gotta be someone who knows we exist," Raph thinks, as no one could just accidentally stumble into their lair. Splinter is revving up the Turtle Tank right behind them, but they don't hear him.

Mikey gasps in realization. "Splinter..." He then pulls out an actual wooden splinter from his forehead. "Must be from April's bat."

"Our Splinter would be the last suspect, though," Amy speaks up.

"No way, it's gotta be another mutant," Leo waves her off, "And I know where we can find a mutant. The mutant pizza place!"

Amy glances at the road near her and gasps, seeing the Turtle Tank. "Um, guys?"

"Not now, we gotta go," Donnie tells her, standing up.

"But this is pretty important," She replies, about to show them. "It's-"

"It's a race against time, we know," Raph pats her back. "That's why we're going to the mutant pizza place."

"But guys, there's-"

"There's no time to waste, we get it," Mikey interrupts and she snorts out some smoke from her nose in annoyance.

"Not that! Look-"

"Look, we understand, pink-a-boo," Leo grins, placing an arm around her shoulder. "Calm down."

"I GIVE UP!" Amy shouts to the sky, walking past them. The turtles glance at each other in confusion before shrugging and following her.


The five land from the rooftops, standing in front of a graffiti sign on a wall. "Stand back," Raph waves his hand, blue flames coming from it. Amy looks in awe as a doorway opens up. "Raph's got this. Okay, Leo, do your thing."

"Ah, the old smooth-urban-cop-digging-for-info-in-a-restaurant routine," Leo places a hand on Raph as if saying he's got this down pat. "Watch and learn, babies. Pink-a-boo, stay behind me. These mutants are dangerous and I don't want you to get hurt."

"I don't get hurt. I hurt other people," Amy grins in amusement, following after him.

It's a regular restaurant with the standard tables, nothing else extraordinary besides the mutants. Amy looks in disgust as she sees all the customers. "Say bone-man," Leo wraps an arm around a mutant. "Yo, you seem like you have your ear holed to the ground. What do you know about a certain missing Turtle Tank?" He throws a yellow slip of paper into the man's hand, as if giving him a bribe. He looks at it.

"A teddy bear town coupon?" He chuckles at the turtle's attempt, "Well, I have no need for a...Mayor Cuddle Cakes," He crumples up the coupon and throws it on Leo's head.

"My friend is a little...out there, skeleton man," Amy glances at Leo, who picks up the coupon and holds it out to her with a flirty grin.

"Guess I'm not going there alone tonight, then~"

"Dream on. The only bear I cuddle is on my own bed at home," She flicks the coupon away.

"Bye bye," The mutant waves them off and Leo growls a little, walking off. He looks at a green eye with some eyelashes.

"Hey green eye. Know anything about-" He stops as he sees how large the mutant is.

"I'm guessing that's a no," Amy walks off. Leo kneels in front of a cute little mutant with bat wings as ears.

"Hey wittle cutie, bet you know-" The baby mutant shows its teeth, roaring at the two. "Oh come on! You're not that cute, anyway, I got my own fish to catch," He jerks a thumb at Amy.

"Good luck finding a bait for me," Amy pokes his nose.

"Enough with your stupid routine, Leo! Though I did enjoy the flirting," He pushes past Leo and Amy, who glance at each other. Leo grins widely at her and she shakes her head, pinching her forehead. She had nothing to say.

"I'm finding out which one of you wise guys took our tank or we'll smash everything in this dump!" Donnie threatens, trying to pick up a table.

"Donnie," Amy moves past him. "Let the girl handle this." She picks up the table and throws it against a wall, breaking it into pieces. Everyone there gasps, including the turtles. They knew she was strong, but they didn't know she was that strong.

"Hey, pepino," The mutant Leo talked to first speaks up, "Your bad cop routine leaves something to be desired, especially this young woman."

"I don't want anything to do to with you, idiota," Amy sneers at him. The three turtles glance at her in surprise, as that was the first time she spoke Spanish to them. Leo sighs in delight at hearing her accent again.

"Oh no, no, no," Mikey laughs, "We're not the police."

"You're not the police, you say?" The mutant grins and the doorway opens, with the turtles and Amy being kicked out.

"Oh, man," Leo rubs his butt, "Why can't anyone throw us into a nice, soft pile of trash?"

Raph groans as he sits up, as they're getting nowhere. "Hey Donnie, why didn't you just put a tracking device in the Turtle Tank? You put a tracker device in salami paper!"

"Oh, I was getting to that," Donnie explains, placing his hand under his chin. "But then he realized he did install the shopping cart protocol!" He waves his staff in the air, laughing. Leo, Amy, and Raph glance at each other in confusion, Amy shrugging. He presses a button and it beeps.


Meanwhile, a man is walking down the street with his groceries. The Turtle Tank speeds right past him.

"Hey!"

His bags are dropped to the ground and he pouts. Now he'd have to go back and pay for all of his stuff. Splinter laughs in glee before an alarm goes off. One of the tires is strapped down, making the vehicle come to a stop.

"What the? What happened?" He tries to move it, but can't.

"Shopping cart protocol activated," A voice that is Donnie's recording says.

"What's that?" Splinter asks in confusion.

"I am programmed to stop if I go beyond a set perimeter."

Splinter hops out of the seat to go see if he can deal with the problem manually. He opens the door, seeing that he's parked perfectly in an alley. He pops the hood, a wrench in his hands, and a car with purple headlights pulls up right behind him.

"Useless," Splinter mutters to himself. "Maybe I will call April," He slams the wrench against the engine. "She is not a snitch."

"Need a hand, matey?" The rat turns around to see Meat Sweats! But Splinter's not familiar with him as he doesn't know what he tried to do to his sons and Amy. Splinter shrieks, jumping onto the engine in fright.

"You're a freak of nature!"

"Ha," Meat Sweats pokes Splinter with his hammer, "Bit of a pot belly calling the kettle black there, me thinkies."

Splinter pushes away the hammer. "Touche. Say, could you give me a ride uptown? I will leave this here and hope it all works itself out." He did not want the turtles to see him with the Turtle Tank, because he knows how Donnie will react.

"Well, I could do that, but what say we eat first?" Meat Sweats suggests, as he had another plan. "A drizzle of lemon over a thinly sliced silverfish sashimi."

Splinter thinks to himself at the vision. "Ohh, fancy. I've only eaten silverfish off the bottom of my slipper," He wiggles his toes, jumping off the vehicle.

"And I'll throw in a killer dessert," Meat Sweats grins evilly, as this was all working out...

For him, that is.


The turtles and Amy land on a rooftop, almost to the Turtle Tank. Leo looks up at the full moon before glancing at Amy. The moonlight illuminated her face and clothing. It was like she was from a painting, much more exquisite than anything like the Mona Lisa.

"So," he clears his throat, "Beautiful night, isn't it?"

"If by beautiful you mean back alleys, rooftops, and a dingy mutant restaurant that we've seen so far, then yes," Amy glances at him.

"Right, right," He chuckles awkwardly, placing his sword behind his head and whistling casually. I'm an idiot...

"Okay, we should find the Tank if we just track the perimeter of the shopping cart protocol's limit," Donnie speaks up.

"Whoa, are we gonna need a protractor?" Mikey asks in anticipation.

"No," Donnie denies, Amy and Leo walking behind them.

"An abacus?"

"Literally never."

"A bag full of sausage?!"

"Man, I don't understand how your mind works," Donnie rolls his eyes, glancing down. "Hey look, there the tank is."

"Whoa!" Mikey points to it, his arms around Donnie and Raph. Right down there is the Turtle Tank. "Donnie, nice work!"

Raph chuckles in awe, "She's big and beautiful!"

"We are gonna get a lot of parking tickets in that thing," Leo chuckles before seeing someone stepping away from the Turtle Tank. "Uh, guys? What's Dad doing down there?"

"Oh, I should've known he took it! You just can't trust adults these days," Donnie shakes his head during his rant. Amy is about to speak up, but groans, running a hand through her hair. When she gets home tonight, she was going to open up a box of donuts...stress-eating, because of them! But they were Boston crème..."You leave the keys to your brainchild lying around and the next thing you know-"

"Meat Sweats?" Raph questions in confusion, interrupting him. They see Splinter getting into Meat Sweats' van. "This is bad." Splinter crawls into the back. "Hey, we gotta move or Dad'll be toast or spread on toast."

"Thank you, Raph, for giving me nightmares tonight," Amy's eyes widen at the thought.

"Let's go!"

They jump off the rooftop.

Meat Sweats walks over to Splinter, who's sitting in a chair eating the sashimi. The pig mutant pulls out some spray cheese, spraying some onto his hands. The whole back consists of cages, mutant animals he was planning for future meals. "This clarified butter shampoo will make you feel...scrumptious." One of the cages moves and he punches it, using the cheese to lather Splinter's head in it.

Splinter doesn't think much of it as he's eating. Meat Sweats only gave it to him to fatten him up. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I have a great idea for a chain of restaurants. You're inside a giant wedge of cheese," He pauses to take another bite out of his food, "And you have to eat your way out," Another bite, "I call it TGI Parmesan," He stokes his beard before he sags his head. "My sons think it's stupid?"

"Sons?" Meat Sweats inquires, sharpening his knife. Sons meant more food. "What must they be, chatty opossums?"

"No, no, no, turtles," Splinter answers to the mutant pig's surprise. "One of their friends brings me desserts!"

"Turtles and friend who brings desserts?" Meat Sweats looks out the back window, seeing the aforementioned turtles and Amy approaching. "Red, blue, orange, purple, and pink?"

"Oh, you know their names!" Splinter holds up a finger, not even asking how he knows them.

"Yes, and they're right outside and looking delicious," Meat Sweats continues cleaning his knife, Splinter spitting out his food in shock.

"What?!" He starts to panic, "We've got to bone out! They cannot find out I took the tank!" He throws Meat Sweats into his chair, landing on his belly.

"What are you doing, you dotty old sod?" Splinter buckles the pig in.

"You steer, I will pedal!" Splinter orders him as if they're getaway drivers. He gets underneath the wheel and presses down on the pedal. The van takes off.

"They're getting away!" Raph turns back to the others.

Donnie smiles at the large vehicle. "Turtle Tank Time!"

Meat Sweats is trying to drive safely as he maneuvers past other cars. "Slow! Fast! Brake, brake, brake!" He shouts, trying to steady the van. They drive right past the same man with the groceries and he drops them once again, to his dismay. The Turtle Tank catches up with them.

"Now that autopilot's engaged, allow me to show you around my stand-of-the-art Turtle Tank," Donnie starts off, "Over there is navigation, down here is a, wait for it, bowling ball launcher, strike! And there is the-"

"Soft serve ice cream machine?" Mikey interrupts, him and Amy's eyes shining. "Tell me there's a sprinkles cannon."

"Ooo, good one. Rainbow and chocolate," Donnie agrees with him and Amy gasps, Leo staring at her.

"I love ice cream," She whispers happily, closing her eyes. "Donnie, please tell me you can put a-"

"Done," Donnie grins, gesturing to her bike. He presses a button and a mini machine with ice cream replaces the handlebars. A panel opens up from the bottom to reveal toppings and drizzles.

"Yaaaaas~" Amy sings as she looks at all the toppings in awe and in happiness. Leo can't help but laugh. Well, now he knows at least one way to her heart: good old-fashioned ice cream.

Suddenly, there's a crash as the Turtle Tank is bumping into buildings like Meat Sweats' van is doing. "Donnie, watch the road!" Raph warns.

"I wouldn't need to if you would just take your seat," Donnie replies smugly, pressing a button from his wrist computer. Raph looks up to see a big seat coming down from the ceiling. "It's the giant red one with your name and your exact lumbar settings!" He gestures to it.

"That's beautiful," Raph murmurs in amazement.

"Captain, the con is yours." The two brothers grin at each other, fist-bumping. Raph pulls a lever with a big grin on his face. He felt like the leader of a spaceship right now. The Turtle Tank speeds up.

"You took the tank from your son?" Meat Sweats asks as Splinter explained why they were after them. "Well I've done some awful things in my life, but you, you're an animal."

"I am not taking the fall for this," Splinter argues.

"But what could he do to you?" Meat Sweats wonders.

"Purple is a monster! He'll fry my TV so all I get is educational shows," He whimpers slightly, "And he will tell Amy to not bring me desserts for a month!"

"I know you're in there!" Donnie calls out, looking out the window. Splinter is slapping Meat Sweats with his tail. "Dad, I can see your tail, I-" He grunts, as he's trying to appeal to his father. "Oh Papa, if you surrender now, there shan't be any consequences."

"That is a lie!" Splinter looks proud of himself, "I taught him that one."

Raph stands next to Donnie. "You're with a very dangerous mutant, Pop," He tries to warn him. "Meat Sweats just wants to eat you!" He screams, Donnie cringing at his volume since he's right next to him. Splinter glances at the pig.

"Your name is Meat Sweats?" He asks, baffled.

"Well, actually, it's Rupert," Meat Sweats answers sheepishly.

"Ohhh," Splinter looks embarrassed, as he wouldn't want that name if he was still human. "I would stay with Meat Sweats." He presses down on the pedal, Meat Sweats swerving to hit the Turtle Tank.

"We gotta stop that truck!" Raph declares, Amy running over to her motorcycle. Raph swerves to the right and he presses a button, releasing Amy out into the streets.

"I'll blast it with the boom cannon!" Donnie grins, preparing it, but Leo's face pops up on his screen along with Amy's. Her helmet is hooked up to their communicators outside.

"Donnie, Dad's in that thing," He reminds him.

"Can I at least go semi-lethal?" Donnie wonders in anticipation, the other turtles and Amy giving him a look.

"Why would you even want to go any length of lethal?" Amy asks in disbelief.

"You never let me shine!" Donnie complains and Amy groans silently at him, speeding up on her bike. "Harpoon hooks it is." From the top of the tank, he launches two hooks, capturing the van. Mikey and Leo grab onto them, balancing themselves on the chains.

"Alright, Sweaty Spaghetti," Mikey calls out, "Give us our dad back!"

"Yeah, hand over the fugitive," Donnie grins at the punishment he has planned.

"Don't snitch me out, bro!" Splinter cringes up at Meat Sweats, but he didn't know it's already too late. Meat Sweats makes himself known to them, opening the back door.

"I don't think so. You have a reservation in my stomach, a party of six, seating now," He slams down a button. The back of the van opens up, enlarging the vehicle.

"Ooo, is he finally gonna teach us how to make that pork risotto?" Mikey wonders, Amy zooming past them. Meat Sweats opens up his hand for the tendrils.

"Since I assume you won't go down without a fight, allow me to choose my weapon," He opens up the cage to reveal a mutant snake and Amy cringes, slowing down a bit. He starts to absorb the mutant's power.

"He's getting the mutant snake's power!" Leo points at him.

"What exactly is that power?" Amy murmurs to herself and she gets her answer as Meat Sweats spits acid from his mouth.

"Hey, watch out!" Raph shouts, but it lands on the window. "It's a spitting cobra!"

"Hey, watch the paint, bucko!" Donnie yells at the pig. Raph pushes a lever, the van swerving around. A laser cannon appears from the back of Amy's bike and it fires tiny lasers. Meat Sweats yelps, dancing past them as they hit his truck. Mikey, Amy, and Leo all laugh.

"Donnie," Raph turns to his brother. "What else you got in this thing?"

"Oh!" Donnie gets an idea. "I've been wanting to try this!" The hood on the cab pops open, shape-shifting into the bowling ball launcher that Donnie mentioned earlier. He presses the button and the bowling ball launches, hitting Meat Sweats in the face. The other three chuckle at him, winking to each other. Amy gasps as she sees a narrow train tunnel underneath, which is kind of shorter than the wheels of her bike.

"Oh no!" Mikey yells as he looks at Amy. She narrows her eyes before tilting the bike sideways, sliding all the way to the other side.

"Yeah!" She pumps her fist and Meat Sweats growls, spitting more acid at them as they're crossing over a bridge.

"Oh."

"Oh my gosh!"

"Cripes."

The two have to move around the chains, Mikey clutching onto his. Amy's wheels emit the metal arms, taking her up into the air as the green material flies right past the bike. Unfortunately for Leo and Mikey, the acid melts the chains.

"Oh no."

"No!"

They break apart, sending the two into the front of the tank. "Mikey, stop 'em!" Leo calls out and Mikey holds up his whip.

"Power whip jitsu!"

Meat Sweats shouts in surprise as the fire spirit soars right past him and links itself into the floor. Leo is now standing on Mikey's shoulders as he's hanging onto the bumper and his weapon.

"Come on, Meat Sweats," Leo eggs him on, "Are you even trying?"

"Not much of a fight, is it?" Amy calls out as she's riding next to Leo. Meat Sweats spits out more acid and Leo swings, electricity coming from his sword as he's trying to make a portal appear.

"Come on, portal. Come on, portal!"

"Come on, Leo! My armpits are getting tired!" Mikey tells him.

"Leo, you need to focus!" Amy informs him. "Remember what I told you, you need to channel that energy and let the sword do the rest!"

Leo narrows his eyes at her advice, gripping his sword as he remembers her advice. He swings his sword and at last, the portal appears. "Got it!"

"Alright!" Amy cheers for him as a portal appears behind Meat Sweats, the acid landing on his face when he turns around.

"Let's get 'em!" Raph moves forward and Meat Sweats presses a button.

"So long, dinner. I'll just get takeaway!" He releases all of the mutant animals he caught and they're heading straight for Amy. She gasps, slamming down on the brakes, but it's too late as her bike halts to an abrupt stop. Amy soars in the air slowly, Leo and Mikey gasping in horror. She spins around due to her angle and lands roughly on the ground right onto her face.

Raph comes to a stop as well, both him and Donnie gasping at Amy. The animal mutants get away and he sweats nervously before sighing in relief. He didn't hit them or Amy.

Meat Sweats grabs Splinter by the robe. "I'm done with you, T.G.I Parmesan," Meat Sweats informs him, Splinter smiling sheepishly. "No meal is worth this!" He throws Splinter into the road and he gets away.

"Wait, wait! Don't leave meeeeee!" Splinter pleads, but luckily, the other turtles are focusing on Amy right now.

Her eyes are closed, her helmet and visor broken. Leo hesitates in fear as he takes off the helmet. "Amy? Amy, this isn't funny! Come on, Amy, say something." He tries not to cry but then Amy smirks.

"Something."

The turtles look at her in shock as she sits up before laughing in relief. "You scared us," Mikey whimpers.

"That was a major wipeout back there," Raph comments and she gestures to her outfit.

"I have padding for situations like that...it's not the last time I bite it with my ride," She rubs her neck sheepishly. She must've gotten like 50 scrapes in the past few years just by trying to learn how to ride it.

Leo doesn't say anything as he engulfs her into a hug and she blinks in surprise.

"You're okay," He murmurs happily, patting the back of her hair to make sure he isn't dreaming. Amy smiles softly at his concern and hugs him back. Splinter, while finding this moment touching, backs away slowly but Donnie stops him.

"You! You reckless, irresponsible-! You are watching the Science of Chairs Channel for a month, young man! Followed by the Long Division Channel and the Memorizing Pi channel! Spoiler alert, the 99th digit is 7! And Amy."

"Hm?" Amy glances over to him while Leo's checking her over for any major injuries.

"We'll be eating all of Splinter's desserts until his next birthday!" Splinter looks horrified and Amy rubs her chin.

"I'll see what I can come up with. Maybe some eclairs or some macaroons."

"Ooo, definitely macaroons!" Mikey raises his hand, Splinter whining in despair.