Hours passed, and Donatello continued his coding. Nothing seemed to change as he stared intently at the screen. "If I can somehow give Tori control, then that would cure her."

"Cure my what?"

Donatello jolted, surprised that Tori finally woke up. "I'm trying to figure out what this code means."

Tori looked past his chair, at the screen. The only thing she could see is 'Hare and Hatter'. "Is that what I think it is?"

"Yeah. It's the Hare and the Hatter. You, and your insanity."

Tori scowled. "What are you doing?"

Donatello sighed before answering. "I'm giving you control." The pair fell into silence. Donatello continued to code, changing a few things here and there.

"Done." The turtle announced with a smile. He leaned back and stretched. A pleased sigh fell from his lips. Donatello got up, and untied the bonds on Tori's wrists. The girl was covered with a purple blanket, and left in the lab as Donatello went to see what his brothers were up to.

Michelangelo spotted his older brother. "Hey, Don! What's up?"

The smart turtle blinked. "I think I fixed everything, but we can't be sure until Tori wakes up."

Michelangelo smiled, and looked past the older turtle. Tori stood behind him, wrapped in the blanket he had covered her with. She rubbed her eye wearily. Michelangelo took out his T-phone, and snapped a picture.

"Aw~, She's so cute!" He crooned. Tori's mouth stretched in a yawn, and Michelangelo continued to take pictures. Donatello looked behind him.

"Yeah. I guess she is pretty cute." Donatello's eyes went wide, and he covered his mouth. Man, I hope no one heard that. Luckily, Michelangelo was occupied. He rubbed his head against Tori as she rubbed her eyes. Her other hand patted his little brother's shell. The large purple blanket somehow stayed wrapped around her shoulders. Tori tried to take a step, but stumbled, and almost fell over. Michelangelo and Donatello rush to catch the wobbly girl. She managed to avoid falling over.

Tori took another hesitant step, not noticing the two ninjas making sure she didn't fall over.

"So, How're you guys this morning?" Tori took another step and avoided toppling into Michelangelo.

"We're good. How was your nap?"

"It was nice." Tori yawned.

"Feel any different?" Donatello asked.

"Yeah. Something feels weird. I don't know what it is." Tori's head tipped to the other side, and her eyes fluttered closed.

"I feel weird." She almost fell into Donatello, but she abruptly flopped forward onto the couch.

Michelangelo approached her. A small prod caused Tori's face to twitch, and she batted at his hand.

"Five more minutes, please?"

The turtle smiled softly. "Sure thing, dudette." Michelangelo went off to play a video game. Donatello wandered into the kitchen while Tori snoozed on the couch. Raphael walked in and saw Tori.

"What's up with her?" Raphael jabbed his thumb in Tori's direction.

"Oh, she's sleepy."

Raphael grabbed his comic and plopped onto a beanbag.

"Hey, Leo. You hungry?" The fearless leader wandered into the kitchen.

"Yeah. I could eat." Michelangelo strutted into the kitchen to make lunch.