In an alley, there's a familiar truck sitting there. Guy Flambe is eating something, holding up a small food item. "These pizza puffs are amazing! Can I double my order?"
"Certainly, Chef Flambe," The seller grins at him. "Just give us a moment. I'm adding a special ingredient just for your client. Your restaurant will be the talk of the town," He's putting in a toxin on top of the pizza puffs, chuckling.
"Sounds great. If I don't eat 'em all myself," He takes another bite.
"Well, here they are, matey," A big bag of puffs are held out in front of them. "Guaranteed to slay with flavor~"
"Not so fast, Sweats!" Raph is standing on a rooftop of a building, Amy standing next to him with an annoyed look on her face. He's wearing a superhero costume with a red cape and everything. Amy isn't wearing anything special, no matter how many times he begged her to be his sidekick. "Your mystic poison puffs are off this menu!"
"Ugh," Amy facepalms at the giant turtle. He jumps off the rooftop and Amy backflips. Raph lands on top of the seller while the brunette lands near the pizza puffs.
"Poison? But it's so good-"
"Hey," Raph grabs his arm before he could touch it. "Didn't you just hear me? They're dangerous!"
The seller pops up behind them and together, they knock him away from Flambe. A hammer slides to the ground. "This isn't a restaurant supplier. It's your old rival, Rupert Swaggart. Or should we say...Meat Sweats?!" He pulls down the hoodie to reveal the pig's head.
"You're lucky Loose Lips comes to my bakery or else we wouldn't have found out about it," Amy glares at him.
"First he lures you with delicious puffs, then sells you poisoned ones to ruin your business! He was gonna do it to all his old rivals." Flambe is about to eat another puff when Raph smacks it away. "Dude! They're poison!"
"Have you no common sense?" Amy crosses her arms. Suddenly the van starts up, getting their attention.
"Yes, and I'd have gotten away with it, if not for you, you pesky turtle and Pinkie!"
"Say that again to my face!" Amy challenges him, about to run off and punch him in the face, but he takes off in the van, covering her in smoke. She coughs, waving a hand in front of her face. "Damn it, we lost him. At least we know he'll be back with more puffs...
Raph places his hands on his hips bravely, his cape flowing in the wind.
"The Red Angel of Preventing Harm saves the day! Along with the Alluring Majestic of Youth!"
"...Are you serious?" Amy chuckles a bit, grabbing the sack.
"There's not that many adjectives that start with a Y! No thanks to my lame bros who were getting flaked on the mission," He reaches out to a pizza puff, a hand grabbing it. Flambe smiles sheepishly at the two. "Seriously?"
"Poison," Amy elaborates to him again.
"Hello?" Raph calls out as the two walk in. "Anyone gonna thank Raph or Amy for saving New York? By himself? Again? While everyone else was asleep and not helping? Eh," He shrugs after getting no answer. "That's what I thought."
He opens one of the cabinets to put the bag inside, sighing. "Guess I'll have Donnie analyze these in case there's any more out there." With a red marker, he puts a warning sign on it, closing the door. He closes it off with tape. "If he ever bothers to wake up."
"He gets it from Shelldon," Amy rolls her eyes as she was sitting on the kitchen counter. "Talking about he needs his intelligence sleep, ugh." She Jumps onto the ground, stretching her arms. Raph lets out a yawn as he stretches his back.
"Night Mellie..." He slowly goes over to his room. "You staying or leaving?"
"Staying. Too late for me to go home. Chewie can take care of himself," She replies, waving goodnight to him as she walks over to Leo's room. Ever since their secret was out, he's usually at her place on weeknights. Since it's a weekend, she stays over when she wants to. She steps into Leo's room, pulling out a bag from underneath his bed. She pulls out her pajamas from the bag and soon, she's dressed in her pajamas. She's wearing a white lace spaghetti-strapped shirt with blue shorts. She ties her hair into a bun and then crawls onto the bed, covering themselves with the blanket.
As if sensing she's arrived, Leo turns around and hugs her waist. He hums in his deep sleep as he can smell her hair. She smiles, closing her eyes as she snuggles into him. He holds her close, pecking her neck unconsciously.
"Goodnight to you too, papi..." She murmurs as she falls into into a deep sleep.
Night soon turns into day and when Raph opens up the cabinet, the pizza puffs are gone. "What?!"
In the living room, the three turtles are eating the pizza puffs for breakfast. "Delicious!" Leo smiles at the one between his fingers.
"As you know, I don't normally express emotion, but whoa ho ho, that's good!" Donnie grins, hands on his hips.
"It's like...a thousand angels touched each of my taste buds!" Mikey clasps his hands in joy.
"GUYS!" Raph shouts from the doorway. Their eyes widen at the loud voice. "What are you doing?! Those things have mystic poison! I clearly wrote danger, do not eat!" He holds up the bag.
"Oh ho ho ho, we didn't fall for that old chest nuts," Leo points at him.
"Selfish Raph, trying to keep us from eating his pizza puffs," Mikey looks at him teasingly.
"What?! W-Raph doesn't lie," He gestures to himself. "Mellie was with me, just ask her!"
"Oh really?" Donnie slides up to him. "How about when you tell us training starts an hour earlier because you know we're always late, hmm?" He looks up at the turtle accusingly.
"Or when you told Mikey that if he doesn't take out the trash, a trash monster will eat him in his sleep?" Leo grins up at him.
Raph pushes them away. "I only do that because you guys are irresponsible! I can't trust you to do simple stuff, like, show up for a mission!" He gestures to a mission chart before glaring down at Donnie and Mikey. "AND NOT EAT POISON! MELLIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"Ugh," She comes in a few seconds later, her hair an unraveled mess. She's holding a mango smoothie Leo left for her before they decided to eat the puffs. "What?" She leans against the door, trying to stay awake. Raph storms up to her.
"They ate the pizza puffs! The poisoned ones!"
She snores a bit as her eyes are closed. Raph grunts in frustration. "Sorry, could you just...repeat that one more time?" She mumbles quietly.
"MELLIE!" He shouts in her ear, causing her to jolt awake. She rubs at her ear.
"If you don't adjust your voice, I'm gonna snap your neck," Amy sees the empty bag, gasping. "You guys! Those things are poisoned!"
"That's what I said! And that they're irresponsible! Which is why they shouldn't have eaten poison!"
"What poison? I don't feel anything," Leo tells him. Raph turns away from the frightened Mikey and Donnie.
"Meat Sweats put a mystic toxin in-"
Everyone stops short as sweat is all over Leo's body. "Are you sweating?"
"Yeah, a little. But only because my hand is on fire," He holds up his burning left hand. He douses it with his forehead. "See? Right as rain." The fire reappears and Amy's eye twitches in disbelief at it. He cringes in pain. Amy covers her mouth a bit, shocked.
"Typical, overprotective Raph. Worried about nothing," Mikey states as his neck moves around like jello. Raph gasps at him and he falls onto the ground, bended over. He shouts in alarm, pointing to the youngest turtle.
"See! It you got you too!"
"What? Just a little taste of jelly bones?" He holds up his arms, which falls onto the ground. "I'll be fine..."
"You know, come to think of it, I do have a bit of an upset stomach," Donnie rubs his chin. The belt around him snaps off, flying onto Amy's face with a smack. She growls slightly at him and he smiles sheepishly. "Maybe I didn't get enough to eat..."
He holds out a hand to the puff on the floor. "Don't eat that," Raph warns him.
"Oh, yeah, gross, it's been on the floor," Donnie agrees with the biggest turtle.
"AND IT'S POISON!" Raph reminds him in annoyance.
"Uh huh," Donnie picks it up. "Assuming we believe you, color me skeptical, my goggles will spot any—whoa, that is a lot of mystic. Okay, I better analyze this puff and see if I can whip up an antidote," He rubs his chin as he examines it.
"Told you," Amy rolls her eyes.
"Now you're talking sense," Raph grins at him.
"Orrr, we take one last ride on the flavor train!" Leo exclaims, to Raph's disbelief. "Chugga chugga choo choo!"
Donnie silently agrees as he throws it up into the air and with a laser, splits it into three pieces. One each lands in their mouths.
"NO! That was our last chance to find a cure," Raph slides in front of them.
"Are you insane?! Why would you do that?" Amy asks them, holding her head.
"You're gonna have jelly bones forever," Raph points at her in agreement.
"Relax, Raph will fix it," Mikey slithers around their feet.
"Yeah, and stop stressing out my lady," Leo adds in. "It's not good for her."
"I'm Raph!" He shouts at the turtle. "See, this is the problem! You guys expect me or Mellie to solve everything. But we'll never be a strong team unless you learn to solve things yourselves. And that starts today, all of y-"
"Wait, did I miss a meeting or something?" Amy cuts in. "Why do I need a lesson in responsibility? I'm older than them."
"Yeah, but you're reckless."
Her eyes go wide as she gestures to herself. "I pay bills. I take care of my mom. I have a JOB just to pay for your nonsense, and I'm reckless?"
"You're a loose cannon. You just need to manage your anger better."
"Mm, okay. After you said you were fine with it? How's this for managing anger?" She pours her smoothie all over him.
"Hey! This is exactly what I mean, Mellie! You have a temper, and that's why I'm gonna teach you how to be more tame!"
"What makes you think I'm gonna bend over and kiss your butt just because you ask me to?! I have changed. You just want some authority just because you're a few months older!" She glares up at him.
"I'm your big brother and I'm trying to help you!" He points at her.
"Shouldn't we do something?" Leo asks the others.
"Raph can handle it."
"This is ridiculous! I'm responsible enough to hold down a job and take after someone. I don't need to do everything your way. And your brothers aren't going to learn responsibility on their own. They need guidance!" Amy gestures to the three. "I'm dating one of your brothers, for god's sake and I cannot tell you how many times he's messed up my shop looking after it!"
"Hey!" Leo pouts at her.
"Sorry!" She briefly looks over her shoulder, still annoyed with Raph.
"You think you know everything? Tell ya what. If they can do one thing without my help, I'll buy all of your pastries. And if they don't, you have to do things my way!"
"Fine!" She turns around, crossing her arms.
"So glad we worked that out!" He turns his shell to her back, arms crossed as well.
"Uh, guys-"
"So, who's got an idea on how we can track down Meat Sweats and find an antidote?" Raph asks them with closed eyes. They glance between Amy and Raph. The brunette is huffing to herself as she's grumbling something about Raph they'd rather not repeat out loud. No one says anything.
"...Oh, you mean us?" Leo gestures to himself.
"YES!" Raph shouts at him.
"Okay, fine," Mikey slithers up to him. "You know what? My super tongue already found a clue. In that puff, I tasted a special flower only available at one Swedish bakery. Nyeh," He sticks out a tongue. "He's nothing compared to big sis."
"Aw, Mikey, you mean that?" She looks at him softly.
"Mmhm!" He nods vigorously and she pats him on the head.
"Good brother," She sends Raph a glare and he huffs. Mikey smiles at Amy's gesture.
"Where's mine?" Leo pouts at her.
"Are you gonna burn my lips off?" She raises a brow.
"No! I can handle it. I'm not letting pizza puffs get in the way of my lady! But, just in case," He gives her an ice pack. Amy shakes her head and leans in, kissing his cheek affectionately. His whole face goes red like fire as the flames return. Her eyes widen as she quickly dumps the ice over his head, cooling him off.
"Great, Raph, check it out," Donnie waves him off, holding his stomach. "And hurry up, cause I think my stomach's getting worse."
His stomach suddenly gains a mouth. Amy steps back a bit, eyes wide. "Weren't you listening?! I'm trying to teach you to solve things yourselves!"
"Do they really look like they're in any shape to do that right now?" Amy gestures to the three. Leo is jumping up and down, his head catching on fire. Mikey moves around like a snake as Donnie looks at his stomach.
"Alright. I'll drive."
"And I'll follow," Amy storms towards the tunnel.
"Dove, wait, can't you two just make up-"
"NO!" The two shout in unison as they storm off in opposite directions.
"...Awkward..." Mikey murmurs once they're gone.
They come to a stop at the Boulangerie Bake Shop. Leo slowly looks over to Raph, shaking. "Are you sure you want me to do this? Why not Ames? I don't feel so hot..." His head catches on fire again. "Oh, there we go."
"Papi, you look awful," Amy frowns in concern, a hand on his shoulder. He's hugging himself as his eyes look weary. Since Mikey couldn't move, they had to put him in a bowl. Unorthodox, but effective.
"My lady, if I don't make it...tell our children that I was a legacy...!" He cries out and she gives him a deadpan look, sweat appearing at the back of her head.
"But I'm 15 and not pregnant..."
"We need to know where Meat Sweats is. And you're the team's faceman. Get in there and do what you do best. Face," He gestures to his face and Leo groans at this.
"My lady, don't you know Rupert Swaggart?"
"Before he was Meat Sweats? No, and I'm glad I don't know him well enough to know where he would go," She scrunches up her nose.
"The faceman needs his lady or else I'm not doing it. And if I die, at least I'll get to say my last words properly."
"Aww," Mikey and Donnie comment in unison.
"If you ask me to marry you again, I will say no," She looks at him weirdly. "And you're overreacting, you've been poisoned. You're not dying on my watch."
"Fine," Raph pushes them towards the door. "Just go."
Leo opens the door, the baker spreading dough in his hands. "Hey buddy, I'm from, uh...well, I don't know, Swedish Chef Awards. And we're here to give some kind of, um...golden rolling pin. Nice. But I just need you to fill out a simple questionnaire," He puts on a chef's hat to cover up the flames. "And anyway, hey, what's up w-with Rupert Swaggart?"
"Ahh!" Tears appear in his eyes as he turns around, a golden light over him. "The Coveted Golden Rolling Pin? Oh, Amelia! Welcome back!"
"You two know each other?" Leo points between the two and she smiles a bit, waving at him.
"I used to visit here when I was a baby so that I'd learn something from him. He'd let me put on a chef hat and measure out the ingredients as soon as I started walking. Ahh, good times..." There's literally a picture of baby Amy wearing a chef's hat nearby, framed.
"So Rupert's address is written on a note under that stack of plates," He gestures to a tall stack nearby. "And if you just move them to the sink, I will retrieve it."
Leo stares at them, the poison kicking in and affecting his vision. He sees two stacks all of a sudden. "The stack on the right or the left? Never mind, I'll get both."
"Oh, Papi, I'll get them," Amy places her hands on his shoulders. "I don't think you're in any shape to move them..."
"No, you do this kind of stuff all the time. Now It's my turn. I got this," He gestures to himself and before she could protest, he stumbles, walking over to them. A few seconds later, there's a sound of crashing plates heard. Raph storms into the bakery.
"What the?!"
Somehow, some pots are on fire as Amy is covered in flour. The baker shouts in horror towards Leo. The sink is leaking as he looks over to the man.
"So about that address...?"
He throws Leo into the others. Amy tries to dust herself off.
"You can take this sweaty apron that Rupert Swaggart left behind!" He throws the apron onto Leo's shell with a huff. Amy hands him a check.
"Sorry about that. Here's the money to pay for the damages..."
"Ooh! Thank you, fraulein!" He takes the check and enters his bakery. Thankfully, this won't do anything to damage the friendship he has with Amy...
Leo is laying down in the Turtle Tank, surrounded by fans. Amy is fanning him with a towel as he's resting the back of his head on her lap.
"What are we gonna do now? All Leo got out of that chef was this sweaty apron." Donnie asks in worry. His stomach roars, "Calm down, tummy-toe. Calm down."
Mikey moves his neck over to Raph. "Don't worry, Raph's gonna bail us out like he always does."
Raph smacks him away, jerking a thumb to himself. "I'm Raph! And I'm not bailing you out! These guys are lost without me. Maybe I should help them." His authoritative self stares him down. "Make them do it themselves. It's the only way they'll learn." Then he puts on his nice face. "But they're just kids. And you can make them men!"
They stare at him weirdly as they heard everything. Leo is now sitting up. "Hey bud, did you eat one of these puffs?" He holds up a pizza puff out of nowhere.
"Tummy-tello hungry!" The stomach holds out a hand to the puff, which was unsettling to Mikey and Amy. Leo pushes it away and eats the puff.
"WHAT?!" Raph gets in his face. "You have more of those?!"
Leo swallows it, crossing his arms. "No, that was the last one," He looks away, eating another one. "Okay, that was the last one." His head catches on fire again and Raph growls, clenching his fists.
"Are you lying again?" Amy deadpans at her boyfriend.
"What? No! And besides, you could just...suck the poison out?" He grins as he leans in, pointing towards his lips.
"That's not how that works, and either way, I don't wanna get poisoned," She stands up, moving away from him.
"What?! I can't kiss or hug my lady until I'm cured?!" He tugs at her dress skirt, on his knees. "But I can't last that long..."
She turns to Raph. "Can I just point something out?" He says nothing, so she continues. "Coming from a family that always talked about being there for you and they shouldn't turn their back on each other? I understand that you want them to be sensible and for me to be tame. But at the same time, you're their big brother. You're supposed to be someone they can turn to."
Raph stares at her as the three look up. All of them are dead silent before she speaks up again.
"And there is no reason for you to just stop taking on their responsibilities except for the fact that you're sick of it. And am I the only one who can tell that they're not ready? Because what if they don't understand the lesson? They're the family, and it's not something you turn your shell on!"
"I'm not-"
"You are if you think we're something that needs to be fixed!" She hisses, putting on her headphones. She goes over to her bike to check over it. Leo glares at Raph for making her pissed, because she has a point.
"C-Come on, guys, you can do this! Is the apron a clue?" Raph stammers nervously. Yes, he doesn't like doing everything for them, but he is also trying to guide them in the right direction. "Maybe Donnie could run some kind of spectral-scopic analysis?"
"Why would I waste my time with fake science when I could just use the Smell-ya-Later?!" He's now outside, attached to the Tank with a big nose over his face (something he'll never have in real life). He sniffs the apron. "Meat Sweats is definitely to the east!"
Amy is driving in front as she turns right. Leo looks like he's about to be sick as Raph skids right. "Ah, how fascinating and varied are the robust scents of New York City—oh, oh, no, not the garbage drive!"
"Why do we even have this?" Amy murmurs to herself.
"Yeah!" Donnie's tummy agrees.
"These smells are upsetting Tummy-tello! Turn!" Raph skids to the left. "No, no, no, cheese aging district!" As Raph moves around, Mikey slides back and forth, Leo looking sicker with each second. "Oh, sumo wrestling gym. Diaper cleaners!"
Leo holds the bowl Mikey's in and hurls. "Leoooooo!"
"Ooh, that sounds disgusting," Amy swallows up the vomit from her mouth. Donnie is swerving around due to Raph's driving. He snaps out of it.
"There! To the marina!"
Raph and Amy stop their vehicles, the four jumping out. Raph doesn't follow them as they hide behind crates. Donnie sniffs the air.
"Meat Sweats' stank seems to be coming from-"
"Over there!" Tummy-tello points to a small houseboat.
"Okay, Raph, time to smash your way aboard and make Meat Sweats give you the antidote!" Mikey declares, and as soon as he says that, Leo's phone rings. Raph sighs from the phone.
"Mikey, I'm in the Tank. What part about solving this yourselves don't you understand?"
"Oh my god, let's just get this over with," Amy murmurs, dragging a hand down her face.
"Well, boys and my lady, it's on us," Leo shudders as he hugs himself. "But first, how about some pizza puffs?!" He holds out three pizza puffs on fire. Raph shuts his eyes in anger.
"Stop...eating...THE POISON!"
Amy gives her boyfriend a blank look. Then her eyes widen in alarm as he's about to pass them out. She smacks the pizza puffs out of his hand, getting a small burn in return. "Ah!" She holds her wrist as there's a small burn mark. The three puffs fly into the water. She brings her head over her hand as she shakes slightly in pain.
"My lady!" Leo gasps a bit. "Are you okay?"
"...Owwww...mother..." She can't even finish that swear word as she groans slightly.
"Why did you do that?" Mikey pouts up at her.
"Maybe because I care? Look at yourselves, the poison is changing you. You think I was gonna let that happen again? Especially to you?" She looks up at Leo and his eyes soften. He finally realizes that they need to be responsible about this. "Those better have been the last pizza puffs..."
"They were, I swear," He frowns deeply for lying to her about it. And now because of that, she got a burn, the last thing he wanted to do.
"Liar," She glares at him in annoyance. He reaches out his hand to her and she moves her wrist away from him. Leo gives a sad look as she stands up. "I'm fine, but now I need to take it out on that pig..."
The oven dings as he pulls out muffins, kicking the door closed. "Okay, Meatie Sweetie," He turns to Leo, Donnie, Mikey, and Amy. "Hand over the antidote!"
"Preferably inside some of those exquisite pizza puffs?" Donnie asks, getting a smack on the head from Amy. "Ow!"
"No, you idiot, he could just poison them again!"
"You look like a light mess. Serves you right for monkeying with me plan to ruin me rivals' restaurants! I might just target you next," He points at Amy.
"Try it, and I'll shoot off your tail," She narrows her eyes. He grabs his hammer, pointing it at them.
"What say we even the score?"
Leo charges first, only to slip from a puddle of his sweat. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" He rolls straight into Meat Sweats' hammer. He lands in the ceiling and disappears. Amy gasps sharply at this.
"Hey!" She pulls out her weapon and charges forward. He spins around and smacks her with the hammer. She lands on the ground in front of him.
"Gastro-ingeritus!" Donnie yells, but the mutant pig opens up a trash can. Three fish fly out of it, and he hits all of them towards Donnie. They land in his nose and Tummy-Tello's mouth, sending him into the wall. "Why did it have to be trout?"
Leo lands on top of him. "Ow!"
He turns to Mikey, who's moving away as best as he can. He's using his chin to move across the floor. He turns around to Meat Sweats, laughing sheepishly. He lets out a scream, and since Leo didn't hang up, Raph can hear everything.
"I gotta get in there. No, they'll never learn if you always help 'em, Raph. But I can't just sit here. Mellie is right, I do just wanna get away from my responsibilities." His hand starts flapping as he's talking to the other version of himself. "This is for their own good!"
Raph charges forward and attacks himself.
"I'd have you for dinner," Meat Sweats approaches the four. With the poison still in the three turtles, there's nothing much they can do. "But you three look like three lumps of spoiled meat."
"I knew we'd never be able to do this without Raph!" Mikey exclaims from his bowl.
"Believe in yourselves!" Tummy-Tello tells him.
"Guys," Donnie sits up. "Tummy-Tello's right. Leo, give me the rest of your pizza puffs."
"Well, I don't have any more-" Donnie holds up a bag full of them as Amy crosses her arms at her boyfriend. "Aww, man, those really are the last ones," He looks away, blushing in embarrassment.
"Again with the lying, Leo..." She shakes her head slowly.
"Only because I was gonna share 'em with you!"
Donnie plants the bag onto Mikey's mouth. He pulls back Mikey's mouth. "Hot..."
"Soup!" Mikey finishes in a muffled voice as he releases the pizza puffs into Meat Sweats' mouth. They watch as he eats them, swallowing.
"Oh my...those are delicious." His finger starts growing larger. "Oh no! What's happening to this little piggy?" Tiny little Meat Sweats start growing on his finger. Then they grow on his arm, chuckling evilly. He screams as his skin gets covered in them, taking over his body. He grows even bigger and they stare up at him in shock. His neck and arms get bigger, and they start to crush cabinets. One of them has the antidote.
"That must be the antidote! Leo, save us with my jelly bones!" He puts his jelly arm on Leo's hand.
"And vile snatch!" Leo uses Mikey's head to grab the vial. Mikey drinks it and turns back to normal, smiling. Leo drinks some too and the flames go away. Donnie takes it from him.
"It's been my honor serving with you, Tummy-Tello."
"I'll always be with you..." He murmurs as Amy stares at them.
"Okay, hurry up and drink it. I just can't with the talking stomach."
He does and Tummy-Tello disappears.
"Wait, uh...let's talk this over," Meat Sweats speaks up nervously. "Just a little sip, eh, my chummy whubbies?"
"Ah, a moral quandary. Do we give the antidote to the villain or..."
Leo takes the antidote, eating a pizza puff. His head lights up on fire and he drinks it. "Poison antidote. Everything he makes is delicious!" He doesn't notice the deadpan looks from the others. "My lady? How about you give him a little lesson?"
She smirks at the pig, cracking her knuckles and then her neck. She then leans forward and punches him in the face.
"OW! My face!"
He tosses the antidote away, which only has one drop left. Meat Sweats screams in horror, crawling after it. He speeds right past them through the door, getting stuck in it.
Later, they meet up with Raph, who has a black eye and some bruises. "Huh?" He looks up and sees them all cured.
"I knew you guys could do it. No you didn't! I did! Oh, you wanna go? Bring it!" He then beats himself up like he did the first time. Which explains the bruises...
"Eh, Raph will take care of it," Leo shrugs a bit.
"He's gonna need two therapists: One for himself, and one for the therapist."
They all laugh at Amy's joke. She steps forward and stops Raph from hurting himself further. She bends down so that she's at eye level with him. "Raph...I'm..."
"Sorry? Yeah, me too," He admits sheepishly. "I know you're all jaded and tough, but...you also have heart. In here," He gestures to his plastron. "So...I'll back off."
"I'm not saying you can't be a big brother to me. Just don't go overboard," She smirks, patting his shoulder.
"I did not," He defends, crossing his arms and she looks at him skeptically. "Okay, maybe a little."
"So, now that you and my lady made up-"
"Leo, you lied to me," She turns to him quickly. Donnie and Mikey wince, moving away from him. "Multiple times. You said you wouldn't do that to me anymore, and you broke that promise." He frowns at her and she sighs in frustration, getting onto her feet. "I'm going home. I need to check on Chewie..."
And with that, she jumps onto her bike and leaves.
Meat Sweats manages to slip out of the doorway. The others are long gone. He takes the vial into his hand and has the last drop. It's enough to turn him back to normal, thankfully. "Oh, that's much better..."
He tosses the vial over his shoulder, and it hits the ground. Dark shadows emerge from the door, swallowing up the vial. They slither up to the mutant pig, looming over him. He hears the noise and turns around too late and lets out a squeal.
And then he's suddenly gone...
Amy enters her store, shutting it closed behind her. She can hear rock music from the upstairs floor, shaking her head slowly. As she's pulling down the blinds, she thinks about Leo and his lies. She should've known that he'd do it again...and she does trust him, but those puffs could've gotten him hurt. And she couldn't have that. She can't let it happen.
She won't let it happen.
The brunette goes up the steps to her loft, opening up the door at the top. She sighs in relief that the place isn't trashed, as Chewbacon used to do that when she first had him. Usually, she doesn't leave him alone for that reason, but lately, he's been more responsible. Something that most of her friends can't do, apparently...
She closes the door behind him as she can hear It's Not Unusual by Tom Jones. The girl snorts to herself as she can imagine Leo doing the Carlton Dance or even the Floss. He would teach her some dance sometimes to help perfect her moves. Even though her electricity doesn't work without dancing anymore, it's still quality time together...
Chewbacon slides into the living room from her bedroom, in a white dress shirt and sunglasses on. He starts doing the Carlton Dance, waving his arms back and forth. She covers her mouth, snickering. It seems as if he hasn't noticed that she's returned yet. A smirk reaches her lips as she places a hand on her hip.
After a few minutes of rocking out, he slides to a stop right in front of his owner. He oinks in alarm, taking off his sunglasses with a sheepish look.
"Oh, I'm never gonna forget this..." She laughs, turning off the radio. "Come on, now, it's late. Time for bed."
He just oinks as she walks across the living room. He knows something that she doesn't. She opens up the door to her bedroom and freezes.
Leo is laying down on her bed, surrounded by rose petals. He has a rose in his mouth and after getting out of shock, she gives a deadpan look.
"No," She's about to slam the door when he races across the room, putting his arm between the door.
"Wait! Ames, I'm sorry! You're right! You've always been right! I-I didn't wanna lie to you, but it was the pizza puffs! I was just being an idiot!"
"You're not an idiot!" She exclaims at him and he goes silent. Amy looks towards the ground, opening up the door fully.
"...I'm sorry..."
"I know you are," Amy murmurs to the turtle. "I was just trying to make sure that you didn't get hurt..."
"Psh. It's me," He gestures to himself, flexing a muscle. "Those pizza puffs had nothing on me."
"Yeah, but I saw how it was affecting you, and that was because you kept eating them..." She frowns and he stops flexing, his confident smile dropping. "I didn't want to see yourself possibly get worse because of them...You looked like you were getting sicker in my eyes. I lost my brother, my father, my sister...I can't bear it if I ever see you perish like them, Papi..." She blinks back tears and he leans forward, hugging her.
"Aw, my lady..." He runs a hand through her hair. In all the time he's been with her, he's never seen her so worried about him. And usually, she's brushing his worries off. Or stopping him from doing something crazy if his brothers are involved. "I'm sorry I made you worry...but I'm fine now. I'm not gonna go away like they did," He cups her cheeks, kissing her forehead.
"Sorry I overreacted to you lying to me. I just..." She closes her eyes.
"I get it. I swear, I'll work on it."
Amy opens her eyes as he strokes her cheek. "I promise. For real this time. I want to be someone you can trust, dove."
She smiles weakly up at him. "I do trust you...I still do. I mean, if it wasn't for you, Big Mama would've had me destroyed in her Battle Nexus. And you're one of the few people I wouldn't point my shotgun at."
"But you have," He raises a brow at her.
"Not on purpose," She reminds him as she hugs his neck. "Remember that you came in unexpectedly without warning."
"Good times, my lady!" He grins, pecking her lips. He's been wanting to kiss her the whole day. "Like the time we danced in Times Square together." He steps back a bit and starts mimicking her moves from that day to the best of his ability. She starts laughing at him, hands on her knees.
Chewbacon snaps a photo from Amy's phone to look at later, crawling past them. Leo takes her hand, pulling her forward so that they can dance together. He goes over to the radio and puts on some music so they can dance the night away.
