Angel: There's no episode for this Saturday, so there will be no update this week. But I am excited for the next one Portal Jacked! I've been waiting for a Leo episode for a while now.

In Long Island, a car passes by on the highway, an eagle flying off the sign. It flies above Meat Sweats, who's cooking in the middle of the forest. He hums to himself as he brought his truck here and transformed it into his cooking station. He seems to be making pork chops, throwing some herbs onto them.

"There he is, Todd and Amy," Mikey looks through binoculars. "The brilliant chef and my personal hero, Rupert Swaggert."

The brunette rolls her eyes. This time, Amy is wearing an elbow length jacket with a pink tube top underneath it. Her skirt is tulle and white with green buttons trailing down the center. Her boots are pink as they go up to her ankles. Her hair is partially down, with one bun attached to each side above her ears.

She only came here with them because she knows that Mikey will get in trouble. Either that, or he won't realize he's in trouble. Mikey was like a little brother to her already, so she had a sense to protect him. He's probably the only turtle she actually liked besides Leo...and sometimes Donnie and Raph.

Just the thought of him makes her want to facepalm. While he can be an idiot sometimes, he can be very sweet and loyal...not that she's asking him to change. After the whole 'Donnie made his brothers intelligent' thing, she never wanted Leo to change ever again. There has been a few times that Leo had wanted to change for her, but she doesn't need him to do that. She doesn't show it, but she actually likes his jokes...whenever she was down, he'd tell her one and then she'd laugh, forgetting all about why she was upset.

And...he was starting to grow on her. She likes being carefree like him, and she likes hanging out with him...

Of course, whenever she was ready, she'd have to tell him her feelings. She grunts to herself. Accepting them was easy. It was trying to deal with them that was hard.

Mikey is resting on Todd's hair as Chewbacon is on Amy's lap, snorting quietly. Todd peeks through the brick.

"All I see is that scary Meat Sweats dude," He remembers his name from when he was hanging out with the Evil League of Mutants. He wasn't fond of Meat Sweats.

Mikey hangs upside down. "Yeah, he's an evil mutant now, but back in the day, he was master of the spice!" He leans in closer with a big smile. "Isn't that right, Amy?"

"Yes, but the guy tried to cook Donnie and he almost got me run over, so I don't really care for him anymore. Not like you do," Amy frowns to herself, crossing her arms. She respected him back when he was a chef, but his actions speak otherwise. Chewbacon snorts angrily at the bigger pig, insulted that they're the same animal.

"Well, I guess being mutated can turn anybody nasty," Todd chuckles nervously.

"Oh, he was always a jerk, but what a chef!" Mikey clasps his hands together. "Some say he invented flavor."

"Not everyone is bad when mutated," Amy holds up a finger. "There's you guys and Bullhop."

"Ah ha, sounds like you're liking mutants now," Mikey smiles widely at her.

"I don't hate them, but some of them just don't annoy me as much...that, and some of them aren't psychotic like Draxum," She huffs at the memory of him telling her why he killed her family.

"Forest truffle pork chops," Meat Sweats speaks up, regaining Mikey's attention. He takes a bite for a taste. "The delicious irony."

"...Wait, isn't he technically cooking himself? Gross," Amy covers her mouth in horror. He's so evil, he'll commit cannibalism!

"Omigosh!" Mikey sits back up on Todd, looking at the mutant. "He's making his signature dish. Todd! What did we say about not moving?"

Todd tries to keep his balance, Amy moving over to help him. "Sorry friend. I was just trying to feel my neck again."

Amy rolls her eyes at Mikey, holding up Chewbacon again so he can peek through his own binoculars. "I never could get my truffle pork chops to taste as good as his. There must be a secret ingredient..."

"Just don't get too close. He can smell us, you know," Amy whispers to him and he gives her a thumbs up.

Meat Sweats looks around to make sure that no one is watching him. "And now for my secret ingredient." He holds up a silver rocket. "The shadow moon truffle..." He starts mincing it into pieces, Mikey gasping.

"He uses mystic ingredients?"

"That's a thing?" Amy wonders in confusion. She only uses regular ingredients while cooking. She never thought that mystic ingredients even existed.

"Wait, what's a shadow moon truffle?" Todd asks as he's never heard of it.

"A super rare mystic truffle that only grows when Jupiter eclipses the full moon. Maybe we could just grab a slice," Mikey rubs his chin.

"Wait, we're gonna steal from Meat Sweats?!" Amy whispers in surprise.

"We got this," Mikey brags, holding onto Todd's hair. "Follow my thoughts, baby."

"Ah," She groans in annoyance at him not listening, facepalming. If she tries to protest even more, he'd do it anyway. "Chewie, you stay here," Amy pats him on the head and he snorts, licking her cheek. She giggles and she follows the two as they sneak past some trees.

"You think I can ride on your shoulders for a while?" Todd asks hopefully. He never gets to be the periscope unlike Mikey. He wanted to see what it was like...

"I think we both know that I'm a natural periscope," Mikey gestures to himself. "Now schlep me over to that trick so I can watch my hero work!"

Amy rubs a temple, shaking her head. God, hearing him saying it twice was already annoying her.

Meat Sweats hums as he sprinkles some shadow moon truffle onto the pork chops. Todd zips right past him as Amy hides behind the truck.

"All I need is one...slice of that truffle," Mikey reaches his hand out and is about to get it when Todd trips and falls forward, causing the truck to tilt. The truffle flies into the air and is caught by an eagle flying past.

"Me truffle!" Meat Sweats shouts in horror, seeing Todd, Amy, and Mikey. "One of those naughty turtles and their friend, I see...You'll pay for this, you tasty snoops!"

"Ew," Amy sticks out her tongue in disgust at the...compliment or whatever that was supposed to be.

"Don't blame the turtle! It was the woodchuck!" Mikey accuses, pointing to Todd.

"Mikey!" Amy shouts at him. "You're the one who bumped into the truck!"

"Nu uh!"

"Uh, I'm not a woodchu-"

"You turtles! You've been a roach leg in me sorbet since the day I met you!" Meat Shouts yells in anger. "But it's alright. I'll make up for it with a little taste of you," He makes one of his arms into tendrils, causing the trio to scream. They run away, Amy grabbing Chewbacon as he was looking in a bush. Meat Sweats slides to a stop as they're now hiding from him. He walks right past the four, Mikey hiding his head in Todd's hair. He's holding up tree branches along with Todd to mimic a tree. Chewbacon hides naturally due to the hair underneath his chin and on his face, looking like a bush. Amy hides in the bushes.

Mikey sighs in relief when Meat Sweats is gone, but he scares them all from behind and they run to a brick wall, cornered.

"Where are you going, lads? I was just about to unleash the flavor~!" He thrusts his tendrils towards Chewbacon and Mikey.

Todd jumps right in front of them. "My friends...!"

"Toooooodd!" Mikey shouts with tears in his eyes. Tears fall down from Todd's eyes too as Amy has her mouth open in shock. Todd gets captured in Meat Sweats' grasp.

"Give me your powerrrr!"

"Omigod, Todd!" Mikey says in alarm.

"Let him go!" Amy demands, wishing she had her weapon. Dang it, the one time she leaves it behind! Mikey told her that they were just going to watch him!

"Nothing like having my whole beak...sucked out...for friends," He looks at them as Meat Sweats starts absorbing him.

"Yes, I-I feel..." The three stare at him in shock, wondering what he was going to do to them once he was done. "I feel...splendiferous! Hello maties. What you doing out here in the cold? Why don't you come inside and I'll make you a nice cuppa?"

Mikey and Amy stare at him, twitching in shock as he drops Todd. "I'll catch up with you guys later," Todd drops his arm weakly. One of his eyes twitch, snapping out of it.

"Why are you being so nice?" Mikey asks suspiciously.

"Not only is it weird, it's disgusting," Amy murmurs to him. Meat Sweats is never nice; he's the opposite of it. Mikey gasps in realization.

"That's right!" He slides over to Todd. "You sucked Todd's superpower: niceness!"

"Oh my god, that's right," Amy places a hand on her cheek. "Todd doesn't have any natural powers like the other mutants did..."

"I just don't know what you mean," Meat Sweats replies, "But I do know that I'd love to have you sample me forest truffle pork chops. Wait a minute, where's me truffle?" He doesn't seem to remember that the eagle took it. "I need to finish this dish. I've got company."

"Um, unfortunately, Todd knocked it into the air," Mikey pats Todd's cheek, Amy frowning at him in disapproval. "There was a bird situation. What matters is how Todd lost it."

"Mikey, you and I both know that's not-"

Mikey covers Amy's mouth before she can say anything. Chewbacon rolls his eyes at Mikey's lack of responsibility.

"Do you know what this means?!" Mikey looks up at an angry Meat Sweats and it looks like he's his normal self again. Mikey quivers and Amy decides to do nothing since Mikey is digging his own grave. If he wasn't going to take responsibility for what he did, then there's no reason to help him. "We'll have to go and get a new one. Tonight, chums."

"We...?" Mikey's eyes sparkle at the thought of hanging out with his cooking idol. "Us? Tonight?!"

"Has to be tonight," Meat Sweats smiles, throwing an arm around Mikey. "There's a shadow moon, don't you know? But first, pallerino," he pokes Mikey's nose. "You ever had funnel cake down by the boardwalk?"

"No, I haven't. Amy doesn't take me there," Mikey pouts at Amy.

"And I still won't. Mikey, can I talk to you?" She leads him away, glancing at Meat Sweats. "You know what happens after a few hours, right?"

"Uh...no."

Amy silently rolls her eyes. "The niceness is gonna wear off and Meat Sweats isn't gonna give you a warm welcome," She points a finger at his plastron. "What are you gonna do if he tries to cook you, hm? And what about Todd? Shouldn't you check over him? Like a good friend should do?"

"It'll be fine," Mikey waves it off.

"Let's go, then!" Meat Sweats grabs their hands, about to lead them off. "What about your friend, down there in the puddle?"

Mikey glances at Todd, turning him over with a stick. "Ow."

"He'll be fine," He smiles it off, Amy sighing as she drags a hand down her face.

"Chewbacon, you watch over Todd and get him whatever he needs," Amy orders, her pet pig saluting like a soldier.

"Thank you..." Todd says weakly.

"FUNNEL CAAAAAAAKE!" Mikey and Meat Sweats cheer together, Amy holding her head.

"Oh MY GOD, THEY'RE MULTIPLYING!" She screams in horror at not just one, but now two Mikeys.


Meat Sweats wipes his cheek and then Mikey's, both of the laughing together at the boardwalk. Amy shakes her head at them, annoyed. She only came because if she leaves Mikey with Meat Sweats, his brothers would never let her live it down...or at least, Raph.

Later, Mikey plays the mandolin as he, Meat Sweats, and Amy are in a boat together named 'Yeah Baby.' Some people stare, Amy attempting to hide her face.

Then they make hot dogs together, putting mustard and ketchup on three of them criss cross. The two look up at each other, dousing each other in the condiments. Some of it gets on Amy, who looks at them blankly, wiping her cheek off.

Meat Sweats presents a silver metal necklace that looks like his mallet with 'BFF' on it. "Aww," Mikey says happily and when Meat Sweats puts it on him, he falls. "Yeah!" Mikey gives a weak thumbs up. He attempts to hold the heavy necklace as he and Meat Sweats take a selfie together.

"Say brie!"


Mikey looks at the selfie fondly as it's nighttime. "Man, hanging out with my hero is a dream come true! You taking what's his name's niceness was the best thing that ever happened to me!"

"More like the worst," Amy murmurs, putting a hand to her forehead. It's been hours and Meat Sweats has shown no signs that he's back to normal. Despite that, she knows that the real him is in there somewhere...waiting to strike.

Meat Sweats gasps, hitting Mikey's shoulder as he points to the sky. "The shadow moon! Up to the swamp we go, friend of friends!"

"Yes!" They fist bump, Amy gagging.


A frog lands on a rock in front of some grass, hopping away once Mikey looks through the grass behind him. "So how do we spot the truffle?"

"It will release a beautiful cloud of shimmering spores into the night sky. But don't breathe them. They'll burn your nostrils and fuse your lungs into your heart."

Amy twitches an eye in fear at his explanation, backing away a bit. Okay, that definitely sounded like Meat Sweats.

"But the truffle is delicious."

She narrows her eyes at the 'miss-up.' That was no mistake, it sounded like the old him. Whether he's back to normal or not, she had to be careful around him...

"Oh snap!" Mikey points up ahead. "There it is!" The spores are flying towards a tree, Amy opening her mouth in awe. She's never seen anything like it before...

"The swamp poses many challenges," Meat Sweats looks at the mud and spikes up ahead. "But nothing me and my besties can't conquer together. Yeah?"

"Holla!" Mikey cheers, Amy grunting.

"Let's get one thing clear. I'm not your 'bestie,' Meat Sweats," She crosses her arms.

"You be nice to him! You're just jealous of our new friendship!" Mikey says with a huff.

"Right, jealous, sure," Amy answers sarcastically, leaning in to whisper. "Mikey, this is crazy! Are we really gonna get this ingredient with Meat Sweats around? I don't like this. What if he's back to normal right now and he's just acting?"

The two look back to him and the pig waves with a big smile. Amy narrows her eyes at him suspiciously.

"He's fine," Mikey waves it off. "Don't worry, Amy, we're still friends."

"That's not the point," Amy gives him a blank look at how he's not listening. "How about we leave Bacon behind and we can come back with Todd instead?"

"But then I'll never get the truffle!" He complains at her.

"There will be other shadow moons. He's done it before," Amy jerks a thumb at Meat Sweats.

"No! We'll go on and you'll see that he's still nice!" Mikey protests, patting Meat Sweats' shoulder. "I got this, buddy of mine." He jumps across, acting as a bridge to walk across the gap in front of them. Meat Sweats puts a hand on Amy's shoulder and she slaps it off.

"Don't trust me? Well, I'll just carry you across, then!" He puts Amy over his shoulder.

"Hey, let go of me!" She wiggles around, trying to get off, but he jumps on top of Mikey, hopping up and down on the turtle like a trampoline. Mikey just laughs, giving a thumbs up. Meat Sweats puts her down and she dusts herself off, glaring at him. "What was that? You could've just hurt Mikey!"

"I'm fine..." Mikey says weakly.

"My bestie doesn't mind it!" Meat Sweats just smiles, walking past Amy. She narrows her eyes, crossing her arms.


Next is the field of spiky vines. "That shell of yours, that'll get us through these vines, mon ami," Meat Sweats places his hand on Mikey's shoulder.

"Hold on, won't that hurt him?" Amy immediately protests.

"I got it, Bubba! There's nothing to worry about, Amy," He lets Meat Sweats hold him and the spikes from the vines hit his shell. "Ow. Ow, there's so much that this shell does not cover..."

"We'll get through this together."

"Oh yeah? Then why isn't there a single spike on you?" Amy demands and he just grins.

"Well, we are friends. Friends do everything for each other."

"I wouldn't ask Mikey to endure that kind of pain," Amy crosses her arms. "I'd do it."

"Aww, thanks, Amy! You're back on my good list! I was about to kick you out!" Mikey exclaims happily, the girl rolling her eyes.

"Gee, thanks."


He lands in front of the mud pool, which is boiling for some reason...not a good sign. "Oh no," He frowns at it, standing up. "You can handle mud, you're a pig."

"Right, and since I'm a natural periscope, I should navigate," Meat Sweats offers and Amy realizes that he's treating Mikey like how the turtle treated Todd...

Mikey walks through the mud, Amy sitting on Meat Sweats' shoulder. Mikey sinks into the mud, but he gets back up, giving a thumbs up to his two friends. Amy frowns in concern as Meat Sweats returns the gesture. He drops to the ground, finally, covered in mud in exhaustion. Meat Sweats wipes off his foot, Amy fuming as she clenches her fists. She wasn't sure how much longer she could tolerate Meat Sweats. He was being a jerk and she hated the fact that she can't punch him or anything. Mikey would possibly hate her and she didn't need any awkwardness when they got back to the lair.

"Are you okay?" Amy bends down to the turtle and he nods his head slowly, resting his head on her lap tiredly. She frowns at his state. Luckily that was the last obstacle.

"There it is," Meat Sweats points up ahead.

"The shadow moon truffle!" Mikey says in relief. "It's beautiful."

"Huh...the evil mutant pig has good taste," Amy murmurs to herself.

"It sure is. And you know what would make this day perfect? If my best mate would pluck it himself."

Mikey shakes the mud off onto Amy, gasping in awe. Amy groans at her dirty clothes and hair. "Best mate?! Say it again! No, say it when I get the truffle."

Meat Sweats grins evilly, but Amy puts a hand on Mikey's shoulder. "Wait, what if something happens? Mr. Sunshine over here knows this area. How do we know it's not a trap?"

"It's not. He called me my best mate, Amy! Best mate!" Mikey grabs her by the shoulders, shaking her slightly. She facepalms at his enthusiasm.

"I heard it the first time! Ay dios mio," She mutters the last sentence to herself at how bad this is. "Look, you don't need to do it yourself. Can't you see what you're doing? He's treating you the same way you treated Todd. The periscope thing, the bridge, the mud. Don't you think you understand how bad of a friend you were to him? Let Meat Sweats handle this himself and let's ditch him."

"No no," Meat Sweats waves a hand. "I insist."

"And I will follow!"

"Mikey, no!" Amy shouts as he climbs up the tree. Mikey reaches out to get it, but his foot slips and the shadow moon shines on the tree. It suddenly comes to life as it transforms into a Were-Tree to Amy's shock. "What was that?"

"M-Mikey, turn around," Amy tells him and he does, seeing the angry face of the tree.

"Angry tree..." He reaches out his branches to Mikey.

"What are you?" Mikey gets grabbed by the tree.

"Mikey!" Amy calls out, Meat Sweats snickering. She gasps as she hears it, whipping around to him.

"Chef Swaggert, what's happening?" Mikey asks as the tree is swinging him around.

"Must protect truffle."

Meat Sweats laughs evilly. "Oh, I'm sorry, matey. There's one thing I forgot to mention. The truffle is protected by a mystical Were-Tree, like your friend suspected. You know, full moon and all. But thanks for being the distraction."

Amy gasps in shock. "I knew it! You jerk!"

The Were-Tree pins Mikey to the ground as he looks up sadly. "But...I thought you were nice now!" Tears run down his cheek.

"Oh, that wore off hours ago. And by the way, you play a lousy mandolin," He flicks Mikey on the head.

"W-w-what?" Mikey asks so sadly it made Amy almost want to cry. "You said it sounded like a choir of angels dipped in honey!"

"Well, things look a little different once the toddler gloves come off, doesn't it?" Meat Sweats says to a crying Mikey. He's dragged away and he stands up. "Now, I'll be taking that truffle." He sees that it's gone from where it landed. "Wait, where is it?!"

"Is this what you're looking for?" Todd holds up the truffle next to an angry Amy, laughing.

"Todd! How did you know I was in trouble?" Mikey asks in relief.

"My squirrel friends told my bird friends to tell my puppy friends to tell me. But Chewbacon used his nose to locate you here and helped me get across here."

"Good piggie," Amy pats her pig on the head and he waves his tail happily at her praise. "Wait, you can speak dog?" She turns to Todd in surprise.

"Paprika!" Meat Sweats tries to punch the two, but they dodge all of them. "Hold still, you twitchy little things!"

"You're no match for us!" Todd exclaims, dodging another punch. "I'm a master of Passive Fu! It's where I take your energy," He ducks his head from another punch. "And do nothing with it." He laughs at his advantage.

"And I've had training. I may be not be totally experienced, but you can't touch me!"

"Todd, get his glove!" Mikey calls out, trying to get the Were-Tree to let go. The two dodge another punch, Todd quickly grabbing his glove as he spins around, showing his tendrils. Mikey captures the right arm with his whip and Amy jumps up.

"This is for playing with Mikey's feelings!" Amy kicks Meat Sweats, but his tendrils touch the tree. "Uh oh."

"I don't feel...so good," The Were-Tree says weakly as his power is being absorbed.

"Whoa!" Mikey is let go and he lands near Todd and Amy.

"Great thinking, friend. Now we can-Uh oh," They see what has happened. Meat Sweats transforms into a tree version of himself, having merged with the tree. He is now at least 40 feet tall as he's partially made of wood, his underwear made of leaves. Half his face is a trunk with his left eye being blue.

"Time for a little midnight snack!" He grins down at them.

"Todd, you're a woodchuck," Mikey pushes the capybara forward. "Chuck him!"

"Okay, you keep saying I'm a woodchuck, I'm a capybara!" Todd corrects him.

"He doesn't even have the tail of a woodchuck..." Amy murmurs, looking at Mikey.

"No, I'm pretty sure you're a woodchuck," Mikey points to him.

"Capybaras are larger than woodchucks, first off. And second, can we not have this conversation in front of a colossal tree Meat Sweats?!" Amy exclaims at him.

"The girl is right. You can continue this bickering in my guttie wutties!" Meat Sweats raises an arm.

"Rule number three of Passive Fu," Todd puts Mikey on his hair and takes off running. "The bigger they are, the faster you flee!"

"I'll gladly abide by that rule!" Amy runs after them as Meat Sweats tries to hit them with his tree arms.

"Buddy, Todd, I'm really sorry I treated you so badly and ditched you for this psychopathic lunatic!" Mikey calls out. "And I'm sorry I didn't listen to you, Amy! You were right!"

"If you and your brothers are going to keep saying I was right, I'll take it!" Amy replies back as she's holding Chewbacon tightly.

"You ditched me?" Todd asks in surprise. "I thought you were kidnapped!" Meat Sweats slams down his arm, emitting dust. He does it again right behind them and they fall into the bushes with a scream.

"I'll take me truffle now and use it to cook me some scaredy cat stew!" He moves past the bush, but the four aren't hiding there. "Where are you?" He tries sniffing for them as they're behind a tree. Amy peeks back at him.

"What do we do now?" She murmurs to herself in thought. If they make a run for it, he'll notice. And they couldn't make a sound, he'd hear it and catch them.

"Oh man! What would Raph do?"

"Raph? Him?" Amy snorts at Mikey quietly. "He may be the leader and the oldest, but sometimes he's a meathead."

"True, he can be impulsive," Mikey agrees with her, "But his plans usually work...once he comes up with one."

He thinks about what Raph would do. "Shark attack, punch it in the nose. Vampire, garlic. Werewolf, silver. A puppet, just curl up in a ball, buddy. You're going down."

"Thanks, Mind Raph," Mikey pushes his thoughts away, literally.

"Mikey, Amy, where are we going to get something silver?" Todd asks them.

"You heard that?" Mikey asks in confusion.

"Uh, yeah no kidding. Even in thoughts, his plans are useless," Amy facepalms. "Garlic and silver against vampires and werewolves don't work because they don't exist."

"Omigosh. My BFF mallet. It's pure silver, baby! And I'd be happy to return it," Mikey holds up the silver mallet.

"Man, we are so dead," Amy murmurs to herself, but they had no choice but to try. They peek over the bush to see Meat Sweats still looking for them. He turns around slowly and they notice a hole in his chest.

"Alright, gotta get him right in the hollow."

"Okay, get on my shoulders," Todd offers to Mikey.

"No Todd. This time, you're the periscope," Mikey smiles at the capybara, winking at Amy. She smiles at the fact that he's changed. Todd sniffles, a few tears escaping his eyes in happiness.

"Really? I'm finally the periscope?"

"Hey Tree Sweats," Mikey calls out, Todd on his shoulders. "You are officially unfriended!" Todd throws the mallet, hitting the hollow. Tree Sweats grunts in pain.

"Right in me knothole." Electricity comes from him, causing the mutant to transform back to his regular self. The mallet hits him on the head and he falls down unconscious. "Oh, shadows."

"Yes!" Mikey and Todd cheer.

"What?!" Amy exclaims in shock. "No way! I don't believe that."

"You better believe it, baby!" Mikey points to her.

"Nope. No way. I stand by my beliefs," Amy crosses her arms. "It wasn't a real werewolf, so there." She'd just forget that this happened, which is what she'd rather do anyway. She walks back to Meat Sweats and kicks him in the stomach. "That one was for me."

"Couldn't have done it without you, buddies," Mikey smiles at her and Todd. "Hey, still got that truffle?"


They go back to Todd's place to make the shadow moon pork chops. Chewbacon plays with the puppies as Mikey presents them to his friends.

"Here we go. Three best friend specials."

"Mm, forest truffle pork chops," Todd sniffs it happily. "Oh, they smell divine."

"Luckily Chewbacon isn't here to see me eat this," Amy looks down at it. Mikey is about to dig into his when the puppies eat it.

"Huh? Oh well. Can I have part of yours, best friend?"

Todd stuffs himself, looking at Mikey with feral eyes. He slides them into his mouth, signaling that he won't share.

"Uh, ha ha. Oh Todd." He laughs, but then drops it when Todd eats the whole thing. "Amy? How about you?"

"Well-"

Before she can share with him, Chewbacon tugs on her sleeve. She looks at him and then gets a slap across the face. Chewbacon kicks the pork chop to the ground, pointing to it demandingly to the puppies. They eat Amy's pork chop too.

"...No," Amy says nervously, Chewbacon turning away from her. "I can't eat pork chops in front of him..." She bends down to him. "Come on, Chewbacon. I wasn't really gonna eat it. If anything, I would've given it to Leo or Raph."

"What?!" Mikey asks upsettingly, but Amy ignores him.

"Come on..." Amy picks up her pet pig, hugging him. "I'll make your favorite."

He huffs, turning away and Amy sighs in defeat. "I'll let you throw a pie in Leo's face tonight. Only one."

He perks up and turns around, licking Amy's face. She laughs at his affection. "I'll forgive you for the slap...but if you do that again, no more apples."

He nods in slight fear and she smirks. Chewbacon wasn't the boss in this pet-owner relationship. She lets him do whatever he wants, the least he could do is listen to her.

"How old is he?" Mikey wonders and she thinks to herself.

"Well, he's well cared for, so his breed would live for 15 to 20 years. He's a nine-year-old Vietnamese pot-belly. Marco and my mother pitched in to get him for me on my 5th birthday and I've had him since," Amy smiles, hugging the pig as they snuggle each other. Todd and Mikey smile at their bond.