The city of New York had always been known as the city that never sleeps, due to it's round the clock activities and the husel and busel that makes it's residents and visitors going.
However, why the streets and shops on this very day were still pretty active and busy, the news as of lately as been rather well dull.
Stations of both TV and radio were craving something exciting to happen, but all was calm and quiet in the big apple.
One of these desperately seeking news hounds was Burne Thompson, manager of Channel 6 TV news.
Mr. Thompson was the type of man who would sell his own mother, for some big time news action in the city.
On this day, he got something.
Two stories to be exact.
Burne called into the office, his two well known anchor reports April O' Neil and Vernon Fenwick.
"O' Neil, Fenwick, have I got some great news," said Burne.
"We're finally getting raises?!" said a hopeful Vernon.
"Yeah right.
In your dreams Fenwick.
After a short dry spell, we have two news events to report."
"That's great sir.
The way things have been so slow, I'll take anything," said April.
"That's the spirit O'Neil, said Burne, who added, "That's why you get the story of the grand opening of the new Granny Gurtute's cookie and bakery factory in midtown, and I want Vernon to cover the top story of a big annual event that's taking place in Queens today."
"A bakery factory?
Come on chief."
"Well you basically volenteered to take on the first story, as you said and I quote,"The way things have been so slow, I'll take anything." unquote.
"Well O' Neil in your case that's the way the cookie crumbles, Vernon chuckled, Now if you will excuse me, I have to get myself ready for that big annual event in Queens."
As Vernon strutted himself out of the boss's office, April walked out with a not-so-happy look on her face.
"I take it by the look on your face Vernon got another "Big" story again," said station receptionist Irma Langenstien as April passed by.
"You take it right," April sighed.
"So, what does Burne Thomson have you covering?"
"The grand opening of Granny Gurtue's new cookie and bakery factory."
"Cheer up April.
Maybe if you do a great job reporting for them, they'll give us free samples."
"I take it you're on another diet?" April as the receptionist, who only had two things on her mind ever.
Finding the perfect guy and eating sweets.
"You take it right," Irma answered with a sigh.
The two weren't the only ones who were bummed out.
Meanwhile, down in the swears, a member of a team known as the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles was feeling quite upset.
"No way Master Splinter dude!
You can't do this!" shouted Michelangelo.
"I'm sorry Michelangelo, but it's for your own good," said the team's father/teacher to the orange bandanna clad turtle, who turnted to his brothers for assistance.
"Come on dudes!
Help a turtle out here!" he plead.
"You're going to hate this Michelangelo, but I agree with master Splinter," said Leonardo.
"Same here," added Donatello.
"That goes for me as well," spoke Raphael.
"So much for my buds standing up for me," pouted Michelangelo.
Come on Michelangelo.
It's no big deal," said Leonardo, trying to comfort his brother.
"Yeah, you're not the only person in the world who has to go on a diet," added Donatello.
"Plus, it was your own fault for having the late night munchies of strawberryjam and meatball pizzas," Raphael pointed out.
"Sure guys.
Kick me when I'm down," pouted Michelangelo.
On this day, the turtle's sensei was giving a monthly weight check on the team, to make sure they were keeping in good shape.
Donatello and Raphael remained the same weight , while Leonardo actually lost a pound, Michelangelo gained over 5 pounds.
And no surprise as his brother had said thanks his love of pizza.
At that moment, a thought came to Leonardo.
"Wait a minute.
How about if we all go on a diet with Michelangelo?
That way, he'll have more inspiration, and less chances on cheating," he suggeted.
"I think that is an excellant idea Leonardo.
You can help lead Michelangelo on to a path for better health," said master Splinter.
"Hey now, wait a minute, I didn't sign up to be a diet buddy," said Raphael, who was taken back.
"Yeah, Raphael and I are in pretty good shape according to the scale," Donatello pointed out.
"Come on you two.
Where's your support?"asked Leonardo.
After the two turtles let out a sigh, Donatello said, "I guess it's only right that we help Michelangelo stick to his diet.
He is our brother and when one turtle is in distress, it's up to us to help him."
"Count me in as well.
But the second Michelangelo falls off the wagon, I'm joining him," added Raphael.
"Splendid my sons.
Leonardo, you lead your brothers in an exersice session, while I prepare a meal of steamed vegetables and tofu.
As of this moment on, there will be no consuming of pizza," said master Splinter.
This bit of news did not go over well with 75% of the turtles.
"Aww man, this is the worst day ever!"complained Michelangelo.
"Way go Lenoard!" snapped Raphael.
"Yeah, thanks a lot Leonardo," added Donatello.
"I was just trying to help," said Leonardo, defending himself.
He got rewared for his respond by three angry glares from his brothers.
Master Splinter placed his hand onto his student/son's shoulder and said, "Don't get yourself down Leonardo, your brothers will come around.
But just remember that old saying."
"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger," said Leonardo.
"Not that one.
I'm referring to the one that goes, "You can't please them all."
Leonardo just simply nodded and began to train with his fellow turtles, who were still peeved with him.