The first part is a parody of a scene from The Adventures of Clutch Powers of Lego. I also don't own the TMNT. Enjoy.

*Snarling? (Sequel to How We Met)*

Within the barely lit hall of the temple, Amber, the ninja, and the Serpentine Generals were looking around and keeping an eye out for any booby-traps. As they were, they suddenly heard snarling.

"What was that?" Jay whimpered.

"Could be more of those Were-Cats," Skales answered. "Stay close to me and Fangtom, Miss Amber." Their newest ally obeyed as they all stood in fighting position, ready to fight back. The snarls sound like they're getting louder…getting closer…

"BUUUUURRRRRP!" They all jumped and turned to see that the loud disgusting burp came from Skalidor, green gas flowing out of his mouth.

"Uh, sorry," he said to them. "Onion rings." The others covered their mouths and noses with groans of disgust as he burped again. "Ooh, and garlic bread. He-he, wow…"

"Dude…" Cole and Lloyd groaned as he belched again.

"Oh, and the burrito platter," Skalidor then finished with a smile before heading down the hall. "That was tasty…" Zane then looked at the readings beeping on his wrist and saw that the air around them has gone toxic.

"Aw, great," he groaned as Skalidor whistled a bit before turning to the others.

"Hey, are you guys coming?" he asked. The group then rushed up to the front of him.

"Do us a favor and watch our backs?" Pythor asked, still covering his nose. As the Constrictai obeyed, the others started to complain.

"Okay, that was just nasty…"

"And I thought Cole's chili was bad."

"Hey!"

"Why didn't anyone warn me about some burrito platter on the ship?"

"Well, at least it was a burp and not a—"

"Don't even say it, Kai."

"Sorry you had to go through that, Miss Amber."

"It's okay, Skales; I've been through worse. And you can just call me Amber; I like it that way better."

*Big Planning (sequel to Perfect One)*

"Okay," Pythor said to Lloyd and the four Generals, "here's the thing. We need something to make this moment the best ever, especially since it is Jay and Nya's anniversary."

"What do you have in mind?" Lloyd asked as the Anacondrai laid out a large sheet of paper to map out their plans.

"Whatever information we have gathered throughout the city," he answered before turning to Skales and Fangtom. "What have you two found so far?"

"This," Skales answered as Fangtom unrolled a flyer for the others to see. It shows a cherry blossom tree in the park at evening with fireflies dancing around it.

"The Cherry Blossom Fest is going on next week," Skales explained. "We got the tickets for it just in case, and one of the days happens to be the same date as Jay and Nya's anniversary."

"Great work," Pythor replied, mapping it out on his sheet of paper. "Anything else?"

"The gazebo in the park seems like the perfect spot for it," Fangtom answered.

"Good." Pythor then turned to Acidicus and Skalidor as he mapped it out more. "Acidicus, you'll be in charge of the firefly lighting. Skalidor, I'm thinking spaghetti and meatballs."

"Like in Lady and the Tramp," Skalidor replied. "Gotcha."

"Lloyd," Pythor then added, "I then need you and Skales to get those tickets to Jay, but don't let Nya see them. We want her to think that Jay got them for their anniversary, okay?"

"Got it."

"Fangtom, you and I will see about getting a reservation for the gazebo." The Fangpyre nodded in reply.

"Alright, guys," the Anacondrai said, "let's move out."

*Ninjas and Turtles (starring the TMNT)*

Pythor and Lloyd were watching an episode of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles when a thought occurred to the Anacondrai.

"You know, Lloyd," he said to them, "I couldn't help but get the feeling that the Ninja Turtles are like our own ninja."

"How's that?" the Green Ninja asked.

"Well, Zane is super-smart like Donatello, who also invents gadgets like Jay does. And no offense to Kai, but he has a bit of a fiery temper like Raphael. Then there's Leonardo; he's a good leader just like Cole. And Michelangelo? Well, he seems like the hilarious one like Jay. Probably one of the reasons Nya loves him so much."

"Oh, wait!" Lloyd cried. "Let me guess: you see a bit of Uncle Wu in Master Splinter because he's a wise mentor and such." Pythor blinked with surprise.

"How did you know?"

"I see it too," the boy answered, reclining on the couch with a confident smile. Pythor chuckled in reply.

"Somehow I couldn't help but wonder if you'd be considered the Michelangelo of the team because of your love for pranks or the Raphael for being such a smart aleck."