Angel: Sorry for the late update. They can update two Robot Chicken episodes in two days, but they can't upload TMNT episodes after they premiere on Nicktoons only? XD And I would pay for them on Youtube, but I can't dedicate my money to 2 dollars every week...I'm trying to save for something important with my health. Don't worry, I'm not dying or anything, I just need to get my wisdom teeth out.
The crowd cheered in the Battle Nexus. Lou Jitsu was facing against a two-headed snake creature with wings. They snarled at him before attacking. He leaped into the air, a cat mutant gasping in awe along with everyone else. The snake heads looked around for their opponent, as he had disappeared. The man appeared behind them, chuckling with a smirk on his face. He grabbed their necks and split them apart. The two screamed in horror once they saw what he had done.
Lou Jitsu crossed his arms proudly as he watched the two heads bump into each other.
"Jitsu! Jitsu!" The crowd yelled as he was given the trophy. He looked up at the cat mutant and winked. She squealed, fainting onto the ground. He was a champion, a legend...
But now he's a rat sleeping on an armchair as cereal is being thrown at him. One of them falls into his mouth, making him choke. He hears laughing as he sits up.
"No!" He shouts at his dream being over, glaring at his sons. "I was having such a glorious dream!" He grits his teeth, Leo pointing at Donnie.
"It was Donnie! Punish him!"
Donnie's eyes go wide and Amy smacks Leo upside the head.
"Get out of here, you hairless teens!" He shouts and they quickly leave. He sags his shoulders once they're gone. "Where is the respect..." The rat walks away dejectedly to his 'do not touch' cabinet. His trophy from all those years ago is still there in the back behind the stuff in one of the shelves...He takes a hold of it, blowing off the dust. He can see his old face on it until he wipes it off, showing who he is now. Splinter sighs slowly.
"Simpler times..."
Then he sees a poster that was behind the trophy, taking hold of it. "Calling all drivers from across the realms. Prove you are champion! Enter the Death Tube every Friday night. No guts, no glory!" This is exactly what he's been missing! He rubs his chin. He doesn't have a car...
But he knows two people who do.
Donnie and Mikey are facing off against each other in one of the video games from the arcade.
"My driving skills will remain supreme!" Donnie declares as Amy puts chocolate/vanilla frosting on a cupcake. Mikey ends up touching a pothole, giving his brother the win. He grins at his brother, taking his prize and taking a bite. "Oh, delicious, Mia!"
"Excellent driving skills," Splinter speaks up, getting their attention. "Is it just me or are all three of you taller than the last time I saw you?"
"You mean like, three minutes ago?" Mikey asks in confusion.
"Oh, and so handsome and pretty too! When was the last time we did something together?"
"Hmm," Donnie looks at his wrist computer to pull up a calendar. "Let's see..." He scrolls up multiple months, everyone staring at him. "278 days ago. You said 'Hi Purple'...to Raph."
"9 months and you haven't done anything with them since then?" Amy raises a brow at the rat. "Alright, what do you want?"
He just laughs off her suspicion. "Exactly! I want to spend some quality time together now."
"Yes, please, where do I sign?!" Mikey holds out his hand, eyes shining. "Just give me the pen and I'll sign-"
Donnie pulls Mikey to face the game, grabbing Amy and pulling her closer. "Play it cool. He might be possessed."
"You're right. I always fall for this!" Mikey agrees as Amy glances at Splinter briefly.
"We, uh, we might able to squeeze you in," Donnie tells Splinter.
"Yeah, I'm already done for the night," Amy shrugs at them.
"Oh, how would you boys and girl like to enter your Tank and your bike in a father-children car competition?!" He doesn't want to embarrass himself by telling them the truth. They already joke around enough with him...well, mostly the turtles, anyway.
"Um, Splinter, I-"
"You want to enter my designs in a father-children competition?!" Donnie asks happily, interrupting Amy before she could say anything further. "Omigosh! Dreams do come true!" He grabs Splinter's arms and spins around joyously, throwing the rat onto his shoulders.
"I thought we were playing it cool!" Mikey whispers after him.
"And he was worried about you?" Amy questions as they give each other a look.
Donnie opens up the garage, where the Tank and Amy's bike sit there side by side. "Well, here they are!"
Splinter starts to inspect them, kicking at the tire. "So, like, how much damage can these things take?" He hits the Tank with his staff, doing the same with Amy's bike.
"It is a Tank and motorcycle, so they're probably pretty good on defense," Mikey rubs his neck as Donnie and Amy look in slight horror.
"Maybe we add a few more armor shells, to really protect your creations," He smiles at the two.
"Great idea, Dad! Can't be too careful, they are my babies." Amy elbows him in the arm. "I mean, our babies, because that bike wasn't yours, and yet I upgraded it. I mean, if anything happened to her, I'd be...I'd be lost."
"This bike means a lot to me," Amy gestures to herself. "I'd be crushed if it ends up getting destroyed..."
"What kind of car competition exactly is this?" Mikey asks skeptically, because Splinter's suggestion is very odd...
"It's a...hm, a car fair! You know, like where people bring their prized cars out, to be...pet and shown off! Like a pig or a spider," He smirks at his examples.
The vehicles are driven side by side on the road. "This booster seat is amazing!" Splinter exclaims as Donnie had it installed if Splinter ever drove the Tank for emergencies. "I can actually see! No more guessing what that thing I ran over was."
"Ah, I'm so glad you like it, Dad," Donnie smiles, giving a thumbs up.
"Excellent work, son. This is going to be a glory-filled night! You have made me very-" He suddenly comes to a stop, Donnie falling onto the floor. "Oh, we're here!" He points up ahead at the Doom Dome. Amy raises a confused brow.
"What kind of car show is named the Doom Dome?" She murmurs to herself.
"Cool, cool, cool," Mikey leans in towards Donnie, who's smiling happily. "Abort! We are in danger!"
"Mikey, I think he was about to say proud! Oh, it felt amazing!" Donnie's eyes shine. "I'm gonna chase this feeling."
"Good for you, but I have a bad feeling about this..." Amy says into her helmet's communicator.
"Amelia, your bike is one of a kind! I can't wait to see how much it can handle!"
"Thanks," She smiles a bit for the compliments. Maybe she'll stay for a little while and then leave...
They drive inside the building, where they're in a dark environment with fire, rats, and other things. "What kind of fair is this?" Mikey cringes as he sees two people beating each other up. Amy eyes them, the sight raising a few red flags in her head. They see the rats and Mikey gives a nervous look. An ice cream man waves at them.
"Ice cream!" Donnie exclaims at the sight. "Say Dad, wanna share one?"
Mikey sees the spikes up ahead as they enter the arena. "You children ready to have some fun?" Splinter asks them.
"You bet we are! We are number-"
"WATCH OUT!" Amy's voice suddenly screams from their communicator and a van hits the Tank.
"My baby!" Donnie laments as the Tank spins around, Splinter just laughing. Amy looks to the source, about to yell at him when six spotlights fall on the six vehicles that have entered the derby. Fire appears in the center as the mutants in the crowd cheers.
"The last entries!" Big Mama's bellhop from her hotel is the announcer. "Seal them all in!" All of the exits are closed. "Last vehicle standing wins!"
"Did you bring us to a crazy mutant demolition derby?!" Mikey demands to his father.
"A demolition derby?!" Amy's eyes widen. "Splinter...this is my brother's bike! I can't participate in this!"
"Who is ready to win some glory?!" He puts on his sunglasses. "Purple promises that your brother's bike can turn into a car!"
"First off, no I didn't and second, yes it can, just press the green button."
She sighs slowly and does so. The wheels suddenly inflate, turning from two wheels to four. A nose cone, sidepods, and front wing endplates appear, keeping the same red color. Then a spray can appears, spraying some black bodywork of a stargazer lily, and a turtle emblem. The black is painted onto each side of the rear wing, Amy's name appearing on the front. Then a spray can of white sprays 'Red Thunder' onto the tires. The seat turns into a recliner seat, the car doors appearing.
Amy places her hands on her cheeks in awe. She'll put her anger at the rat on the side for now, because she wants to live from this derby. "Oh my cupcakes, it's amazing!"
Both he and Amy slam on the pedals. They take off, four vehicles following after them. Amy's hair flies behind her and they dodge the cars.
"I thought you said they'd be petting my baby, not destroying her!" Donnie screams at Splinter as the shields go down to 80 percent. The rat laughs as he bumps into a van. Amy skids to a stop, noticing the make and design of the van.
"Oh no," She mutters in dismay.
"Tonight's special, roadkill!" Meat Sweats exclaims.
"This guy!" Mikey shouts upon seeing him. "He doesn't like us!"
Amy looks to her right, starting up the car again and moving out of the way. He bumps into the Tank from the left side, who is Repo Mantis.
"He really doesn't like us!" Mikey cringes at seeing him. Someone bumps into them from behind.
"What are they doing here?!" Hypno demands, recognizing the cars.
"He not only doesn't like us, but I kinda broke his heart!"
"Um, no, you didn't," Amy replies from their communicator.
"What have you children been up to?" Splinter couldn't help but wonder.
"More than you know, Splinter!"
Suddenly, a laugh is heard and Amy looks up ahead to see an Action News truck...driven by Warren Stone.
"Hm, never seen him before," Mikey rubs his chin as he and Donnie give curious looks.
"I feel the chill of disrespect in the air," Warren Stone narrows his eyes.
"Good because you're annoying as hell!" Amy shouts towards him.
"Everybody here is a villain! We gotta get out of here!" Donnie looks up towards Splinter.
"We can't, they sealed the doors," The brunette says and a honk is heard, Warren Stone bumping into both of them.
"Battle stations...if we are going to win that trophy...then we-"
"Wait a minute!" Both Donnie and Amy interrupt him, "What is going on here?"
"Eh, a little of this, a little of that, all in the name of fun," Splinter says nonchalantly.
"This is not fun!" Donnie screams, pulling the handbrake. Amy does the same thing.
"Especially when this is my brother's bike! I would never enter it into a demolition derby!" Hypno bumps into both of them and they roll to a stop upside down.
"You said this was a car fair!" Donnie shouts once they're okay. "You knew I wouldn't have come if you told me it was a demolition derby!"
"Turn this tank back on now, and your car back on, or else-"
"Or else what?! You tricked us into coming here, you said you wanted to spend time with us, but you lied!" Donnie interrupts, tears in his eyes.
"If you had told us the truth, none of this would've ever happened!" Amy defends from her spot, looking disappointed. Splinter stares at his son and then the communicator, surprised by their declarations. The four cars start to circle them, all of them with the goal of defeating them.
"Why aren't they moving?" Hypno eyes them.
"They're sitting ducks!" Repo smiles evilly, Meat Sweats laughing.
"Fools!" Warren exclaims, "Now I'm gonna break 'em wide open!"
"Uh, guys? Maybe we could have this family discussion at a later, safer time?" Mikey calls out nervously as he watches a burning tire rolling by.
"Donatello." Mikey gasps sharply at him saying Donnie's name...and actually getting it right! "Amelia. I may have lied about this event...but I never lied about wanting to spend time with you. I would not have brought you here if I did not."
Donnie looks away instead of saying anything. Amy wipes at her nose, still a little upset. Her brother's bike...was the last thing she had left of him. And yet he wanted her to compete in a demolition derby...Mikey hears cars and looks outside to see the four cars surrounding them.
"Um, great. Everybody loves everybody! Now let's-"
"If you had just asked me to hang out with you, I would've said yes!" Donnie speaks up, a little saddened. "I like spending time with you too, Dad..."
"Splinter...I may have hated mutants...but I don't hate you. When you allowed me to stay with you when my shop was damaged...I was really grateful to you. And after hearing that you were the famous Lou Jitsu," Amy smiles weakly. "It almost felt like...I was part of the family."
"It will be the last time any of us hang out if we don't-"
"You...are right," Splinter admits slowly. "I went a little crazy...I just..." He looks at his rat hands. "I wake up everyday as a tiny rat man. And I wanted some glory back in my life...I'm sorry. To the both of you. I know how much you love that bike, Amelia...I should have never signed you up as well."
The four cars rev up, ready to attack. "Take me home, boys..."
"Yes! Great idea! Let's get out of here!" Mikey exclaims, both Amy and Donnie thinking about what Splinter told them. They couldn't stay mad at him...they were family. And consuming his anger was not something Donnie did...
The cars prepare their weapons, charging right towards them. Repo chuckles as Donnie opens his eyes, Amy grabbing the gear stick. He turns on the headlights of the Tank, legs coming out from both vehicles. The Tank fires a disk, hitting Repo dead on. The two vehicles flip onto the sand.
"Got 'im! Alright, let's win this thing! Dad, drive!" Donnie exclaims to his father's shock.
"What...? Donnie? Amy? You do not need to do this. We can just-"
"Dad," The turtle places a hand on his shoulder. "You're awesome, okay? You're the one who introduced us to Lou Jitsu. And yeah, sure, you're a rat, probably would've been cooler if you were a tiger or something, but that's not the point! The point is, if winning this means that much to you, then...hit that button, daddy-o!" He throws the rat into the booster seat.
"I get it, Splinter," Amy smiles a little. "I get that you want that recognition back. But I already respect you...well, more than I did back then since you always shovel down my baked goods. Anyway...you're like a second father to me. And if—no, when we win, I'll still be proud to be like a daughter to you."
She would be mad, in fact she should be, but...family is important, and she can understand that he wanted a day to be like Lou Jitsu again.
Splinter smiles, grabbing his sunglasses and putting them over his eyes. He presses the red button, revving up the engines and boosters. Amy pulls the lever, her engines starting up.
"You two handle Hypno and Meat Sweats. I'll handle the bugs," She smirks a little. Splinter lets out a scream as the Tank thrusts forward from the sudden power. The Turtle Tank bumps into Meat Sweats, who rolls onto the sand. Warren drives up to them, but Amy turns her car around to face him. Her car takes off, her hair flying behind her as she approaches him.
"Feel the wrath of the hardest hitting mutant since-" His car gets hit by Amy, causing an explosion. He lands on Hypno's car window, causing the hippo to scream in horror. Amy stops the car, standing up to look behind her, smiling with a hand on her hip in a cool pose.
The Turtle Tank spills oil in Hypno's path, which puts him out of the competition.
"And another car is destroyed!" The announcer is grabbed by a spider hand, Big Mama appearing on the jumbo screens.
"Those turtles and the girl!" She recognizes the drivers. "They stole my whizzy webs! I want their cars destroyed post hissy-haste! Get her ready..." The spider orders her mutants, who grin.
Amy sees Repo approaching her. "Come here, little girl! I'll show you who hustles Repo!"
"I hustled you?" She feigns innocence, jumping back into her car. She skids to the right to avoid his attack. The car speeds right past the Turtle Tank, causing the three to look out in surprise. She skids to her left, maneuvering around the already down cars. Amy pulls on the gear stick, turning the car on its side. Meat Sweats' van acts as a ramp, the red car soaring into the air once she uses the ramp. Repo falls for it as everyone gasps. Amy then moves to drive, moving the car forward so that it lands near the Turtle Tank. Repo's car actually flies outside the arena, landing in front of the entrance. Amy smiles as she lightly covers her eyes with her arm, watching the large explosion from outside.
"Serves you right for hustling my friends," She gives a two-finger salute towards the explosion.
"We did it, children! I am so pr-" Splinter starts stammering for some reason.
"Proud? Proud? You were gonna say proud?" Donnie asks eagerly. "Why do you keep stopping at proud before-" Mikey directs his eyes towards outside as Amy's mouth drops open. A rev is heard from a door opening, the three bellhops growling. Big Mama is in a car of her own just as big as the Turtle Tank.
"A last-second entry! The greatest derby champion of all time, Big Mama!"
"Big Mama?!" Donnie, Amy, and Mikey exclaim at the same time.
"Hello Big Mama," Splinter just sees her as another person to beat. She bumps headfirst into the Turtle Tank with a laugh. They roll to a stop, Amy turning towards the spider mutant.
"Hey!" She yells angrily, moving out of the way from missiles. She drives towards the two cars.
"Shields at fifteen percent!" Donnie reports, Mikey hugging his legs and shaking.
"What are we gonna do?! I'm too pretty to be crushed!" Tears fall out of his eyes.
"We won't be crushed," Amy narrows her eyes in determination.
"Get ready to launch the Shell Hogs," Donnie speaks up, "I'll draw her fire and when she's got me lined up...you take her out." He's about to enter when Splinter throws him away.
"Bring him the win, boys..." He gets into a Shell Hog, shocking the others.
"Father!" Mikey cries out, holding out a hand dramatically.
Big Mama ducks her head from three shuriken, looking downwards to see Splinter. "Amy, with me!"
Amy appears on the other side, following after Splinter. She starts chasing them instead.
"Hey, it's working!" Mikey looks outside the window. "They took the bait!"
Donnie skids the Tank to a stop.
"That's right, that's right! Follow us, follow us!" Splinter calls out.
"Take them out!" Big Mama declares, thinking she has them.
"Heading your way, boys! You've got one shot!" The rat says into his communicator.
"Oh yeah!" Mikey presses on the pedal, Donnie wearing goggles over his face to fire.
"Come on...come on..."
A missile fires from behind and Amy drives in front of Splinter, holding out her hand. He grabs on and she pulls him into the backseat.
"That's my girl!" Splinter cheers and she smiles a little, an explosion appearing between the two vehicles.
"Got 'em!" Or so he thinks.
"No we-oh no," Big Mama murmurs, the Turtle Tank appearing out of the smoke.
"Yo spider bitch!" Amy calls out, "Eat dust!"
"And boom goes the dynamite!" Donnie fires three lasers from the Tank while flying in the air, destroying the car. The announcer had his eyes closed, looking to see the dismantled car. Big Mama gets out, only to lay down defeated. The crowd cheers as both mutants and friend have won.
"The cars win! The cars win!"
The brothers cheer, Mikey hugging Donnie. Amy skids to a stop, waving to the crowd as Splinter gets out of her car. He removes his glasses, looking up to see the same cat mutant from all those years ago. She's aged a little, but he still recognizes her. She waves at him and he smirks, winking up at her. The mutant is so happy that she seems to have a heart attack.
His sons wave to him from the tank and he sighs happily. "My children...I am so proud."
Donnie pushes Mikey off him. "Did you just hear that?!"
Amy lets out a small chuckle, some streamers falling into her hair.
"My daughter," Splinter inspects her car. "Where did you get this bike?"
Her eyes turn sad. "My brother gave it to me...in his will."
He gives a forlorn expression. He had been told what happened to her family long ago. "I...I am sorry."
"It's okay...it didn't take too much damage anyway."
"Your parents would be proud of you, Amelia," He tells her with a small smile.
She smiles softly at the rat.
Leo and Amy are looking at the stars together in Long Island. Her head is rested on his neck as they lay down in the grass next to each other. All the stars look like little white dots, but that was okay. Just the sight alone was enough for them.
"You know, I could get used to this," Leo puts his arms behind his back casually, already feeling relaxed. "You don't see stars like this back in the city."
"My family would come here whenever we wanted to see them," Amy hums at the memory. "You know any of the constellations?"
"Um," He looks up at a cluster of them, pointing to them. "I think that's, uh, Ursula Major right there...because of the handle of the ladle," He fibs, as he's only heard Donnie mention it once.
"Really?" Amy smirks in amusement, closing his eyes. "Because it's Ursa Major. Not Ursula Major. This ain't no Disney universe. And that's not even it, it's Orion."
He laughs sheepishly, rubbing his neck. Man, I'll never live this down...
Amy laughs and upon hearing hers, he can't help but laugh too because it was that contagious. "Pastelito, I didn't even have to look at it."
Her eyes widen as Leo glances at her. He can see the sweat dripping down from her forehead. Oh no...you and your big mouth, Amelia! Callate!
"What?" He asks in confusion. His Spanish was limited, and Amy was probably the only one he could ask since she's fluent in it. "What did you call me?"
"Nothing," She denies, looking away with a huff. Maybe if she was huffy, he'd forget about it.
"Come on, Ames, tell me."
Damn it.
"Freedom of speech," She tries the lawful tactic. Anything to make him stop asking.
"I have a right to know! I'm not going to stop asking, you know. And I can be very persuasive," He leans in towards her ear with a purr. She shivers at the sound, sighing in defeat. She really didn't want to know what he'd do if she didn't tell him.
"I called you...little cake," She admits in embarrassment. He stares at her, trying not to grin.
"Oh, you did? I finally get a Spanish nickname, huh?"
"Shut up," She mutters to him. "It was a slip of the tongue."
"I don't think so, senorita," He leans in closer to stare at her in the eye. "You and I both know it meant something since you love baking."
"So what?" She mumbles under her breath, ashamed he found out. Was he gonna start teasing her now just because she changed a bit? She didn't even think about the nickname at first.
Leo smiles down at her, kissing the top of her head. "It's not so bad, Ames. And I'm not gonna laugh at you. Let's just sit here and enjoy the sky, my lady."
She smiles a bit upon seeing his. "Okay."
"...Can you call me papi next time?"
"Ay dios mio," She mutters, a hand on her forehead in slight annoyance. He laughs at her reaction. He just wanted to hear her Spanish again.
