A short time later, the of the four ninja turtles (Michelangelo was nowhere to be found at that moment), and April were back in the lair with master Splinter.
"You did some quick thinking of saving your brothers Donatello," said the team's sensi.
"Thank you master Splinter," the purple bandanna clad turtle replied.
"While exersicing your bodies are very important, one must not forget to exersice your minds as well."
"Speaking of exersicing, I want to aplogize for pushing you guys in working out so much," Leoardo said to Donatello and Raphael.
"Hey it cool.
I needed to brush up on some moves anyway," Raphael replied.
"That's OK Leo.
I know you were trying to help us, well mostly Michelangelo," Donatello added."
Speaking of Michelangelo, where is he?"
Just then, the orange bandanna clad turtle arrived into the lair, holding several squared shaped boxes
Four large and one small.
Ok dudes and dudette, time to dig in," Michelangelo called out.
"Michelangelo, what about your diet?" asked Leonardo.
"Relax bro.
I've come up with a way for us to eat healthy and still enjoy pizza," Michelangelo pointed out.
"OK smart guy, what is it?" asked Raphael.
After giving the smaller box to Splinter, which contanied his favorite food sushi, Michelangelo opened the larger boxes and said, "Scope it out guys.
Salad pizza!"
"Salad pizza?" said April, Leonardo, Donatello and Raphael all the same time.
Sure enough, Michelangelo was right to call it that.
Instead of the usual and even unusual items that the team put on pizza from pepperioni, sausage, and tuna fish, to ice cream, hot fudge, marshmallow, peanut butter/jelly, and jeanbeans, these pizzas were topped with leafy greens and vegetables.
"Are you joking us?" said Raphael.
"No way dude.
I figured why not give it a try," Michelangelo suggested.
"I guess it doesn't hurt to try," Leonardo pointed out.
He and his fellow turtle brothers each grabbed a slice of the "healthy" pizza, and at the same time, took a bite of their pieces, with their eyes closed and pinching their noses as well.
However, much to the team's surprise, the pizza actually tasted pretty good.
"Holy gaugamloy!
This is pretty good," said Michelangelo.
"Yeah, it's not half bad," said Raphael.
"It is good," added Leonardo.
"Great suggestion to our compremise Michelangelo, spoke Donatello, who then turned to April and asked, "Aren't you having any April?"
"No thanks Donatello.
I'm too bummed out over the fact that I had a big story other than the opening of the cookie factory, until that mutant destoryed my camera.
Looks like Vernon beat me out of a story."
Hey speaking of that, it's time for the news," said Raphael, as he turned on the TV.
What appeared on the screen was of Vernon, with a microphone in one hand and a tissue in the other, that was used to blow his runny nose, which went with his watery eyes.
"This is Vernon Fen...AHH..AHHH..AHCHOO! AHCHOO!, Fenwick coming to you live from the New York City Ann...AHCHOO! AHCHOO! Anuual Cat...AH AH AHCHOO! AHCHOO! cat show," the reporter said in between seneezes and sniffles, As you ca...AHCHOO! AHCHOO! the city's finest fe...AHCHOO! AHCHOO!, felines are on display, all bidding for the to...ta...AHCHOO! ACHOO! top prize."
Just then a stray dog entered the cat show.
This of course caused the contestants to take off running, depsite pleas from their owners.
"Muffin, come back!" shouted one woman.
"Stay Fluffy stay!' spoke a man.
However, unlike a dog, cats don't respond to commands.
And even more unfortunte all the cats were running into Vernon's directions.
He began to sneeze like crazy.
The reporter soon found himself getting plowed to the ground by all the scattering cats, and the lone dog that was chasing them, despite being out numbered.
Vernon tried to pick himself up and was able to lift his upper body, but between getting mauled down by the animals and his allergies acting up, within seconds he fell.
"Get my...AHCHOO! AHCHOO! agent on the phone.
And my allergist AHCHOO! AHCHOO!
And my chiropractor," maoned Vernon, who was able to show his arm, with his mircophone, still cluched in his hand.
"And who says there's nothing good on TV," said Raphael, as he, the other turtles, April and even Splinter started to laugh.
The End