For the authors who are now just deciding to write for this show, they're lucky because they don't have to constantly change the order around like I have to. At least this is only episode 21, though, so I'm not too bothered by this right now...that may change though if they don't stick to the order again. And something tells me that they'll keep doing this for season 1. Hopefully season 2 doesn't meet the same fate.
Remember, in episode 23 (spoiler) Amy is staying with the turtles temporarily, so if anyone's confused on why she's not living in the lair, this is episode 21. The events of episode 23 hasn't happened yet.
Also...this show is getting an animated movie. Not sure how it'll pan out since this is supposed to be on Netflix and the last animated movie for TMNT was back in 2007. Usually, cartoons don't get movies until they're several seasons in. Rise of TMNT hasn't even finished season 1! Heck, we're not even halfway through it!
For me, I just hope that they know what they're doing, because several Netflix movies have had no sense or even stick to their own continuity as of late. *coughs* Bird Box, Death Note, and Bright were really inconsistent in their rules. *cough cough*
Also, we've been getting a slew of new episode titles for the next season. How about you guys calm down a bit and give us more episode titles for this season? I get that they're ambitious about this show, but they also need to get their priorities in order. That's just me. Looking back now, I see that they did add another episode title called Bullhop, so disregard what I just said. I ate my own words XD. Judging by the title alone, I wonder if this has to do with that mutant bull that got mutated in Bug Busters in the beginning of that episode. The one that was trying to keep the place clean and who Leo was trying to help? But that's just speculation, it might be a stretch.
Donnie is mimicking a screaming woman as Mikey and Leo are roleplaying as mummies. "We are mummies. Give us your soul."
"Help me, Lou Jitsu," Donnie says in fake distress.
"Oh yeah!" They turn to Raph jumping towards them. "Who's your daddy, mummies?"
"Oh no," The two younger brothers say in unison as Raph tackles them. Donnie groans as he walks past them.
"Man, I never get to be a mummy!" He's always playing the damsel in distress whenever they roleplay this movie.
"Fine," Mikey puts an arm around him, smiling. "Be a mummy. You can be Tazan the Mummy King!" He gives Donnie a noogie.
"Where do you four think you are going?" They turn around to Splinter sitting in his chair.
"A rooftop showing of the rare Lou Jitsu Meets the Mummy Ninja!" Mikey explains, the others groaning like mummies. "Amy should be here any minute to take us."
"Let me know how it is...after you see it some other time because tonight you all stay in and clean!"
"No, the classic pause followed by a rug foiled our plans! I hate those," Donnie complains, sagging.
"Come on, Pops, we cleaned last year," Leo replies smugly. Besides, he didn't want to, he wanted to see Amy...
"Yeah, plus it ain't even dirty." Raph looks around at the dirty fly-surrounded couch and the moldy pizza.
"Uh, we should find the turtles who did that and get them to clean up," Leo smirks, hoping to get out of this.
"Now we're gonna miss the movie!" Mikey exclaims, tears falling down his eyes at the thought of chores.
"Not necessarily," Donnie hovers his hand over his wrist computer. "I may have a-"
"Please don't say fix, bro," Leo tells him, hands on his hips.
"A fix, bro," Donnie finishes, Leo groaning.
"We'll be here all night fixing your fix."
"Scoff!" Donnie retorts back, "Prepare to-"
"Nah, nah, nah, and don't say eateth thy words," Raph interrupts this time.
"Eateth thy words," Donnie repeats, narrowing his eyes in confidence.
"You always say that, but we never do," Raph shakes his head. Leo snatches Donnie's wrist computer and Donnie tries to grab it.
"Not amusing Leo." Leo kicks it using his foot.
"Relax, bud. Just saving ya from another epic fail. It's all good."
Donnie snatches it back, glaring at Leo before putting it back on. "Despite your juvenile antics and complete lack of faith," He activates something that's sitting on the table. "I give you all Shelldon." Shelldon is a floating robot head.
"Good morrow, kind sirs," He greets politely.
"Uh oh," Leo comments worriedly.
"I'm here," Amy calls out as she walks in. She's wearing a light blue elbow-length denim jacket with a long-sleeved black sweater, which is tucked in. Her skirt is a light purple as she has ankle-length black boots, a white purse over her shoulder. Her hair is in a high ponytail.
"My lady!" Leo says in surprise at her clothing.
"Ah, Miss Amelia. Pleasure to meet you," Shelldon greets her and she steps back a bit.
"What's up with the butler robot?"
"Shelldon is our automated smart lair," Donnie continues and Amy turns right back around.
"If you invented it, I'm out. Bai."
"Hey, wait a minute," Donnie steps in front of her, blocking her path. "You haven't seen his potential."
"Donnie, I admire your ambition and intellect."
"Oh thank you," He smiles a bit, Leo crossing his arms.
"But your inventions don't have the best track record," Amy points a finger to his plastron. "Remember when you built me that double oven last week?"
"Oh come on, you couldn't predict that the oven would come to life."
"It tried to cook us into pies," Mikey speaks up.
"I don't want to stay around for this one to backfire again." Amy rolls her eyes.
"Just watch," Donnie claps and Shelldon emits cleaning supplies, with two holes opening up in the brick. Mini vacuums come out from them. "Here to make our lives comfy, cozy, and completely free of menial chores."
Soon, the lair is squeaky clean, to everyone's shock. "Applause. And applause. And waiting for your applause."
The four clap, impressed.
"Okay," Splinter says slowly, also slightly impressed. "But what can he do for me?"
"With my help, snacks are only a split-second away."
Splinter's chair spins around. "Hey! No no no!" The chair springs Splinter out of it and he screams, zipping past them. "Hey!" A plate of snacks comes out from a wall and Splinter grabs them, landing back on his chair with a thump. "Woohoo! I never have to use my legs again! Good job, Purple!"
Amy rolls her eyes, arms crossed. "Okay, good for you guys, but-"
"Oh, I haven't forgotten you, Miss Amelia. With my assistance, you never have to work again, giving more time to spend with your friends." Suddenly, another Shelldon appears next to him, flying past Amy out the lair. A monitor appears in front of Amy and she watches in shock as the second Shelldon starts to do her work.
"Wow. Thanks Shelldon."
"Allow me to tidy up, lady and gentlemen. And if you'd like, I can play that Lou Jitsu movie for you now."
The screen immediately turns to the beginning of the movie, everyone except Donnie shouting in excitement. Snacks appear in front of them.
"What?!"
"Oh, Shelldon is crushing it, Donnie."
A bowl of ice cream appears in front of Amy and she places her hands on her cheeks, eyes shining.
"What, Raphael?" Donnie smirks, hand to his hear as they're chowing down on snacks. "I cannot hear you over you eatething thy words. Zing!"
Shelldon laughs at his bragging. "Good one, sir."
In the arcade, Mikey and Donnie are playing a game against each other. "Oh yeah!" Mikey grins as he's winning. A tennis ball cannon is shooting at Leo and Raph's shells. Across from them, Leo can see Amy laying on a chair, in a bathrobe. Her hair is tied up in a towel as her face is covered in green, cucumbers over her eyes. She's getting a facial as Chewbacon is getting a hand massage. Amy sighs in content at her spa treatment.
"How bout some music, Shelly baby?" Raph questions and Shelldon plays some techno music. "Ugh! You got anything less ear-bleeding? This is awful!"
"Correction, this is Master Donnie's number one playlist."
"Master Donnie?" Amy asks, lifting up a cucumber.
"My fav songs to which I may jammy-jam," Donnie shuffles his shoulders.
"Great massage, bro," Leo calls out. "You know, this is your first non-boneheaded invention."
Shelldon gasps sharply, flying in front of the red-eared slider. "How dast you insult one as selfless and pure as Master Donatello?"
Amy rolls her eyes as Donnie grins at the praise. "What he said."
"Coolax. I'm just razing him, bud," Leo reassures the robot.
"Are we talking or crazy coptering?" Mikey asks confidently. "I'm laying the hurt on you here, bro."
"No, no, no, no, I will not be defeated!" Donnie exclaims, grinning as Mikey is launched out of his seat, giving Donnie the win. "Ha ha."
"What was that?" Mikey demands as he's leaning against one of the games. "Did Shelldon make my game glitch?"
"I would never," Shelldon says innocently, shaking his head.
"He would never!" Donnie defends as he's declared the winner. "Oh look, I won the game." He fists Shelldon's mouth. "A victory massage and manicure please, Shelldon," Donnie claps, walking over to Raph and Leo. The cannon switches to hit Donnie's shell instead of his brothers, a robot moving away from Amy to give Donnie a manicure.
"Hey!" Leo calls out.
"Where'd my relax go?" Raph demands.
"And my manicure?" Amy sits up as the robot files Donnie's fingers.
"Ohh, yeah, tennis ball massages and manicures are the best. Oh yeah."
"You don't even have nails!" Amy says to him in disbelief.
"Hey, did you program him to be your best bud or something?" Leo asks skeptically.
"I would never!"
"He would never," Shelldon repeats, Donnie grinning at them.
"Please, nothing is more important to me than the happiness and comfort of my brothers and one of my best friends," Donnie stands up slightly, emitting the tennis balls at Leo's face. Raph laughs until he gets hit too. Amy gets facial mask sprayed at her.
"Hey, stop!"
For Donnie, it was payback for doubting him. Revenge is sweet.
A bowl of soup is waiting for Splinter as he's catapulted back to his chair. The soup lands back in his bowl and he takes a sip before spitting it out. "My hot soup is now only lukewarm hot! Aka cold," He throws the bowl to a Lou Jitsu cut out.
"Humblest apologizes," Shelldon floats over to him. "Perhaps this new upgrade I installed may help."
A flying microwave with Shelldon's symbol on it lands in front of Splinter. "Flying microwave? What is next, talking waffle irons?" A new bowl of soup is presented to him, hot and ready.
"Hot soup!" He cheers, taking the bowl in glee.
Mikey, Raph, Leo, and Amy walk past the kitchen, the turtles covered in bandages from the tennis balls. Amy shakes off the remaining facial mixture. They grumble until they sniff the air, turning around.
"Pizza!" The turtles cheer at the large stack of pizzas. When Mikey goes to grab it, he gets a laser to the hand.
"Youch!" He turns to the vacuums. "The vacuums have lasers?!"
"Those are Master Donatello's slices," Shelldon explains and Raph waves a hand.
"Whoa, whoa, sorry Shelly. House rules: leftovers are fair game."
"I learned that the hard way," Amy mutters, crossing her arms. Raph reaches out and his hand gets hit with a laser too.
"Hey!" He groans in annoyance as he holds his arm. "You asked for it. Boys, Mellie!"
They smirk and kick away the vacuums. "Too easy. Computers aren't so smart."
The vacuums fly behind them, turning to them. They fire straight at them and the four scream as they run out of the kitchen.
"I'm starting to think this whole Shelldon smart lair thing is a scam. Donnie is just getting back on us for picking on him," Leo speaks up as Amy pulls out her phone.
"Never."
They shout in slight fear as they turn around to Shelldon, the microwave underneath the head as if acting as a body.
"He's too beautiful for that. I promise, I'm here to serve all of you. Right after I deliver Master Donatello all the pizza." The microwave flies past them.
"Uh, the microwave flies?"
"What?!" Raph demands as Shelldon's head flies past without another head.
"A pizza butler? It is good to be Donnie," Mikey comments and Amy's eyes widen.
"No no! Shelldon's not doing any work, they're just leaving! I gotta go, bye guys!" She quickly grabs her purse and runs out the entrance. Leo whines, crossing his arms. Not only is Shelldon favoring Donnie, but now Amy can't hang out with him anymore...
Shelldon is playing Donnie's favorite music very loudly at nighttime. "You are the greatest, Donatello. And strongest. And hunkiest."
Donnie snores peacefully to the mantra, a pizza box laying on his plastron. "You are a real dreamboat. You are the greatest turtle, Donatello. And strongest."
A vacuum loudly passes by Mikey's hammock. "And hunkiest." Mikey tries to cover his ears. "You are a real dreamboat." He covers his head with the pillow, but it's clear that he's not getting any sleep.
"You are the greatest turtle, Donatello."
Leo pouts as he has a hand to his cheek, his eye mask laying above his eyes. "And strongest."
His shelf falls on his head. "And hunkiest." Leo groans, glaring at the vacuum. "You are a real dreamboat."
Raph opens his tired eyes. "You are the greatest turtle, Donatello." He groans into his pillow. "And strongest."
"And hunkiest." Amy's wide eyes look up at the ceiling, her hair a mess at the loud music. "You are a real dreamboat."
Amy throws a pillow at the moving vacuum, but it still speaks. "You are the greatest turtle, Donatello."
She drags her hands down her face, irritated as she sits up.
"I can't live like this!" Raph exclaims to Leo and Mikey. "Shelldon's turning our home into Donnie-land!"
"We gotta take Donnie down a peg," Leo replies, legs crossed.
"But how? He's so brave and strong and he's such a dreamboat!" Mikey lays his head on Leo's legs. "Wait, why did I just say that?"
"Oh, you guys can't sleep either," The three turtles turn to Amy walking in with a cup of coffee.
"He got you too, huh?" Leo asks with a sigh.
"His robot won't shut up about how great he is," She grunts as she takes a sip. "You know, I was all for the treatment we were getting, but I don't like how we're getting the short end of the sti-" She looks down at Leo as she sees his maskless eyes. She looks away, trying not to blush.
"Too bad Shelldon doesn't love our favorite things," Raph mutters and Leo gets an idea.
"That's it! We should beat Donnie at his own game."
"I don't know. Maybe we should talk to Donnie instead," Amy frowns uncertainly.
"What? He's not gonna do anything, he'll just deny it. Do you want another sleepless night?" Leo looks up at her and she says nothing. She did want the perks again...as much as she hated to admit it, working takes up most of her free time.
While Shelldon is charging in Donnie's lab, a shadow engulfs him. He opens his eyes. "Excuse me, lady and gentlemen. May I help you?"
"Ha, we are good, my friend," Leo leans forward. "Red wire here. Blue wire there. Chippy thingy into the thingy. Reprogramulating is easy!"
"I'm not sure this is-whoa ho ho! Gnarly upgrades, dudes and dudette!"
The next morning, Splinter is just finishing his breakfast as he's watching his commercials. "You know, I could really go for an ivory-field woodpecker egg omelet."
"Sorry bro, like, those went extinct in 94." Shelldon laughs as he has a new tone of voice, sounding like almost a surfer. He also suspiciously has a purple mask tied around him...
"I hear problems, but not solutions," Splinter sings as he leans forward to Shelldon's head. "And what is wrong with your voice?"
There's a beep and upgrades are made to the microwave. "A little tweakage to the wave, and extinct eggs coming right up!"
The microwave zips past Splinter, disappearing right into the wall. Splinter hears something next to him, turning as the microwave zips back in front of him, holding three green spotted eggs.
"Yummy in my tummy!" The eggs start to shake and he opens his eyes as the eggs hatch, revealing baby Raptors. "Dinosaurs? You time traveled!" He sits up to look at the microwave. Oh, my dream of traveling through time solving mysteries with a microwave might still come true!"
"Yeah, okay, old man," Shelldon dismisses as the microwave zips past the kitchen. Leo, Mikey, Raph, and Amy are in there, eating burritos.
"Best brother ever!" Mikey cheers as Donnie comes inside, having just woken up.
"I've always thought so."
"Not you. Shelldon," Mikey corrects himself.
"Back at you, Mikey! Too bad our buzzkill sixth wheel had to crash the party," Shelldon retorts.
"That is an unexpectedly harsh greeting," Donnie glances away, but thinks nothing of it. "Now then, what is for brekkie today?"
"Burritos!" Mikey sings, holding one up as some beans fall on his head.
"Tempting, but my culinary needs are more refined. One flavorless juice, Shelldon."
"Fiiiiiiiine," Shelldon rolls his eyes in annoyance. "Ugh." A blender appears in front of Donnie. "Flavorless juice is served." However, the blender instead sprays all over Donnie. The others laugh at him as he wipes himself off.
"You were right, this was a fun way to get back at him," Amy whispers to the others with a grin.
"I demand to be cleansed immediately," Donnie tries a more assertive approach.
"Okie dokie," Shelldon says nonchalantly, the sink spraying a huge blast of water at Donnie and knocking him to the wall.
"No, no, no, no! Not actually cleansing me!"
"Uh huh," Mikey replies as the others continue to laugh. "No fun when Shelldon isn't doing what you like, is it, D?"
"What have you rapscallions done?" Donnie demands, gritting his teeth as he's now soaking wet. He points an accusing finger at them. "Did you mess with his programming?"
"We would never!" The four say in unison innocently.
"They would never," Shelldon repeats and Raph turns to him.
"Shelly, music."
Instead of Donnie's favorite, Shelldon plays a more relaxed tune. Raph and Mikey bop their heads to the music, Leo grabbing Amy and spinning around. She laughs at him.
"Check this out, guys. Dance, Donnie," The vacuums surround Donnie.
"No, no lasers!" They zap at his feet, making him dance. "And more importantly, turn off that music!"
"Nice moves, Donnie."
"Okay, okay, okay, okay!" Donnie shouts in protest.
"Well played, Shelly, but you can stop now."
"Yeah, I think the guys and I have had enough," Amy giggles as she lets go of Leo. "As their friend, I know when Donnie's had his fill."
"Sorry R-Dawg, party's just getting started~ As soon as I give Donnie the boot, us real bros can bro out! Oh, and Amy too. She's not a bro."
"What?" Amy asks in confusion as she and Donnie are both hit with lasers.
"Okay, that's enough. Time to chill, Shelldon," Leo demands as the other two narrow their eyes. Enough was enough. Someone could get hurt. "Joke's over." They jump forward, saving Donnie and Amy as they kick the vacuums away.
"Come on, bros," The vacuums join together behind Shelldon. "Just let me turn Donnie and Amy into dust and then I can be your fourth brother! Let me just finish 'em off," They're now looking at a large vacuum, Amy panting slightly as she stares at it in fear. "It'll be excellent!"
"You four messed with his circuitry!" Donnie says in realization.
"We would never," The three turtles deny, as they didn't want to hear Donnie's 'I told you so.'
"They. Would. Never."
The vacuum moves towards them and Leo grabs Amy's hand, running off with her as the others follow. The vacuum can't past the door, however, as it's too big. It tries to exit, but it can't as it hits the walls.
The five pant in the skate park before Shelldon approaches them. "Hey, there you guys are."
"You can't be our fourth brother!" Mikey points at him, Leo standing in front of Amy.
"Beg to differ with you, bros," Shelldon ascends to the roof. "Like it or not, I'm in and Amy and Donnie are out!" He blocks the sun from coming in as all his weapons descend towards them.
"Just admit it, Donnie," Raph turns to the softshell, "You made him favor you over us!"
"You made him try to vaporize me!" Donnie accuses back.
"Now? W-We're doing this now?" Amy asks them in disbelief.
"Enough whining, you two," Shelldon rolls his eyes, showing all his weapons to them. The claws thrust forward and they jump away. "I love having brothers!"
"Punches!" Leo exclaims as they all fend themselves off.
"Awesome! This is like a fun game of tag except with punches." Shelldon grabs Leo, Mikey, and Raph, leaving Donnie and Amy on their own. He slams the three into the wall.
"Oh no," Donnie whispers, both him and Amy turning around. "No, no, no, no!" He's restrained and pulled right into the ground, Amy getting caught in a claw. She's lifted slightly into the air and she struggles as an electric stick comes and zaps her. Donnie tries to get out as he's lifted up to Shelldon on a makeshift lab table. Surgical tools come near him, a deadly laser lifting up to Amy, threatening to zap her in half.
"Time to snip a bridge off the belly tree!" A saw is going right towards Donnie, Amy sweating at the incoming laser.
"If I am to perish, tell me the truth, brethren. You reprogrammed him. I promise, no hard feelings."
"Don't fall for it," Leo whispers to the others.
"I'm about to be cut in half," Amy hisses lowly as she turns to them, still getting shocked by the stick. "Deny it now, and I will haunt you until you die."
"Okay fine. We did," Mikey tells him.
"I knew it! Hard feelings! MASSIVE HARD FEELINGS! Well at least I shall go to my end knowing I was the better brother."
"No way, you totally programmed me to favor you," Shelldon replies.
"I knew it!" Mikey and Leo say in unison.
Donnie and Amy scream as they're about to meet their doom.
"Shelldon, no, stop," Raph calls out, getting an idea. "If you really wanna be our fourth brother, Shelly, fly your microwave butler on over. It's burrito time."
"Yeah bro!" Mikey catches on.
"That would so hit the spot, bro-ham."
Raph sweats a little as Shelldon narrows his eyes. He looks at the sweating turtles. "Oh, why didn't you say so, bud? Burritos coming right up for my bros."
Raph yells as he grabs the microwave, throwing it right at Shelldon. "Not cool, bro!"
The shock of the microwave shuts Shelldon down, Amy being dropped near Donnie. She groans as she sits up, holding her head.
"Whoa! Man, what a day. Great invention, Donnie," Raph looks to his younger brother, "Now you just gotta invent something to clean up all of Shelldon's mess."
"This sounds like a job for Shelldon 2.0."
"NO!" The others shout at him.
"Which will not play favorites," Donnie says quickly, not wanting another disaster like just now.
"What did you do?" Splinter demands as he sees the broken microwave. "You destroyed my detective microwave friend!"
"We would never," Leo, Mikey, Raph, and Amy shake their heads.
"They would never," Donnie adds in, the brunette sneaking away quietly. She was not taking the fall for this. This is what happens when they don't listen.
Amy was cleaning up her shop (since Shelldon moved parts of himself there) with a broom when her phone rang. Chewbacon opens an eye as she picks up her phone from the counter. She shakes her head as it's Leo's number. What he wanted, she had no clue, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to answer.
"Yes, Leo?"
Chewbacon huffs in jealousy, setting his head back down on his pillow.
"My lady!" Leo grins as soon as she answers. "I was sitting here thinking, what's gonna cure my boredom?"
"Watching a Lou Jitsu movie while wearing a unicorn onesie?" Her lips turn into an amused smirk.
"No...but that's not a bad idea. I haven't baked with you yet!"
"Bake? With me?" She asks in surprise. "You've never asked that before..."
"Yeah, but...I wanna learn more about it."
"What about Mikey?"
Leo scoffs at the thought. "He'll never let me hear the end of it if I ask him. Besides...I wanna do it with you."
Amy tries not to smile at his confession. She had to admit, she had been wanting a chance to bake in their kitchen with someone else. And with Leo...it could be fun. His playful wit could make things interesting.
"Well...okay. I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Oh, this is gonna be great! Oh, and uh...sorry for Shelldon trying to kill you."
"Eh. Wouldn't be the first time my life was at risk," Amy shrugs, remembering Big Mama trying to mutate her.
Raph, Mikey, and Donnie are peeking in the kitchen, not sure if what they're seeing is a mirage. It had to be, right? There's no way those two would do that...
"Is Amy...really baking with Leo?" Mikey whispers to his older brothers.
"She must be a clone," Raph crosses his arms.
"Hmm, that would be interesting," Donnie rubs his chin.
"Shh, Leo's saying something."
"So what are we baking again?" Leo asks, leaning against the counter, his left elbow on the platform. He's reading the cookbook using the other hand as Amy is getting the ingredients ready. She's wearing a white apron over her outfit.
"They're called blondies," She rolls her eyes playfully.
"Which are?" He looks up at her, raising a brow.
"Dessert bars. Kinda like brownies, but instead, there's no cocoa in them. Instead you use vanilla," She explains and Leo chuckles slightly. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just...they remind me of you. You know, the hair streaks," Leo points to her ends and her bangs. Amy looks at her hair and stifles a laugh. "Have you ever baked with someone else before?"
"My family, yes. But never with a friend," She smiles at him and all turtles' mouths open in shock that she used that word. Leo shakes his head, snapping out of it.
"When did you dye it, anyway?"
She plugs in the electric mixer. "My mother did it. Before...you know," She glances at him and he nods. "Since I was the most aspiring baker out of three children, she wanted me to embrace that by changing my look a little."
"I think pink would've been better. You are my pink-a-boo~" Leo puckers his lips at the nickname, his brothers facepalming.
"Not-Not good flirting. At all," Donnie deadpans as Mikey shakes his head, closing his eyes.
"He's just going to have to accept that she doesn't like him that way."
"And when it does, we'll cheer him up...by saying that we were right," Raph speaks up.
"No thanks. I actually like the blonde streaks better, though it took a while to convince my dad to let me keep them," Amy chuckles at the memory, clapping her hands. "Alright! I think we have everything, including chocolate chips for flavor. Let's get started!"
She has one and a half sticks of unsalted butter (melted and cooled), with some of it being for the pan. There's also one and a half cups all-purpose flour, one teaspoon of baking powder, one half teaspoon of kosher salt, one and a half cups of packed dark brown sugar, one teaspoon of vanilla extract, two large eggs lightly beaten, one half cup of toasted walnuts coarsely chopped, and finally one cup plus two tablespoons of bittersweet chocolate chips.
"It says to whisk the baking powder, flour, and salt together."
"Naturally dry ingredients would go first," Amy pours the three together and starts the mixer. "You also don't want to stand too close because of-"
Leo slides it closer and the flour sprays onto her apron and her left cheek. He gasps slightly as she's looking at herself, her mouth open in shock.
"Leo!" She starts laughing to his surprise. "I can't believe you just did that!"
"Wait, you're not mad?"
"She's not mad?" The others ask in unison. Luckily she didn't hear them because of her continued laughter.
"No. Like my mother used to say, you can't do a good job unless you get a little dirty yourself." Amy takes a bit of brown sugar, throwing it at Leo's streaks. He lets out a sharp gasp at his dirty streaks.
"Amy! My streaks look like I got poop on them!"
"That's an improvement," She snickers, crossing her arms.
"Joke's on you, I got on flour on you because I meant it."
Amy gasps sharply as she looks at him in disbelief. "You are such a-!" She starts laughing and he laughs with her. Leo takes a curious glance at her and he sees that big smile, trying not to blush at how cute she looked.
She's...actually smiling...in a meaningful way...
"What is happening?" Splinter asks as he had heard the laughter, staring at the two laughing friends.
"I don't know, Pops. I don't know," Raph answers skeptically, closing his eyes.
"Does this mean Leo actually might get Amy to...like like him?" Mikey looks up at them.
"If we're all thinking the same thing, I'm definitely going to lose the bet we have on them," Donnie looks away, crossing his arms.
If I take too long to update past the episode's premiere, that means I haven't tracked it down and that they're taking way too long to put it up online. Like with this one. An entire week and they didn't bother to put it up until early this morning. Ridiculous.
