I Think I Like Youse

by MelodySapphire

Bebop and Rocksteady clean up after another failed attempt at capturing the turtles, but realize they may be more than just friends.

Our story begins in New York City, the home of not only the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, but more importantly Bebop and Rocksteady.

The warthog and rhinoceros are shown having tattered, damaged clothing as they walk around town in defeat.

"Look at what those toitles did! They ruined my sneaks!" yells an outraged Bebop.

"Dat's nothing! My shirt's ripped in... in..." Rocksteady trails off.

"Full?"

"No, half, dummy!" corrects Rocksteady.

"Don't make me attack youse!" threatens Bebop.

"I know you are but what am I?"

"That don't make sense!" points out Bebop.

"Exactly." replies Rocksteady, blowing a raspberry.

Bebop lets out a knowing smile. He and Rocksteady would always engage in nonsensical disagreements, and keep going until one of them "won" the argument. This time, it was Rocksteady. Bebop tried to keep the score, but for the life of him couldn't remember.

"Hey, Rocky, we're almost home!" Bebop points at Shredder's hideout.

Bebop and Rocksteady then walk inside, where Shredder is waiting for them.

"Please tell me it was a hard fought battle, but that you made turtle soup out of those four!"

"Uh, sure boss." replies Rocksteady.

"Let's go with that." adds Bebop.

"Tell me it was an explosion, and that's why there's no trace of the turtles here."

"Uh... yes?" responds a confused Bebop.

"That was not a question, it was a statement!" yells Shredder.

"A what?" asks Rocksteady.

Shredder rubs his temples on his helmet in frustration.

"Why do I even bother with you two?"

"Oh, I can answer that one! 'Cause you mutated us, boss!" answers an excited Bebop.

"It was rhetorical, you dunderhead!" shouts Shredder right in Bebop's face.

Rocksteady defends his friend. "Hey, don't yell at Bebop like that! You know he's the brains of the operation!"

Shredder takes notice of Bebop and Rocksteady's clothing.

"I can see you inhaled one too many fumes. More so than usual. Why don't you two get cleaned up?" offers Shredder.

"Both of us?" inquires Bebop.

"At the same time?" adds Rocksteady.

"Sure. You two always do everything together anyway."

Bebop and Rocksteady look at each other, before heading for the bathroom.

"Thanks for standing up for me, Rocky."

"I just hate when he yells at you, Beeb."

Rocksteady then remembers what Shredder said about him doing everything with Bebop. Although he and Bebop have notoriously poor memories, for some reason, it's easy for Rocksteady to remember all the adventures he's gotten in with Bebop.

Back when Bebop was a black man and Rocksteady white, they were as close as two young punks could be, always crashing at each other's houses and talking for hours on end about the newest video game, or who stole the most money from the yuppies on their block.

Since being mutated by Shredder, it was remarkable how little had changed in their dynamic. They were still "bros," as they called each other, and the duo were happy they could continue their friendship even while fighting those blasted turtles on a near daily basis.

Just then, Bebop notices Rocksteady stopped walking with him a while ago. Bebop walks backward to meet him.

"You-hoo! Earth to Rocky!" Bebop waves his hand in front of Rocksteady's face to get his attention.

Rocksteady shakes his head to snap himself out of it. "D'aw, sorry about that. I had something on my mind."

"Oh, really? What was it?" asks Bebop.

"Nothing."

"You can't fool me, Rocky. Dat's your serious look." responds Bebop.

"I already forgot about it." shrugs Rocksteady.

"Well, come with me, you hornhead!"

Bebop takes Rocksteady's hand, as both run to the bathroom. Rocksteady blushes, always liking how Bebop took the lead. Back when they were in a street gang, it was Bebop who always came up with the latest plan, and Rocksteady would be the muscle.

While Bebop was certainly no slouch in strength pre-mutation, Rocksteady could uproot a mail box like nobody's business. Even now with their superhuman - or rather, superanimal - strength, Bebop will always try to push Rocksteady in the right direction. It made Rocksteady feel at ease, knowing Bebop would be there if he lost track of time.

The two finally enter the bathroom, where Rocksteady's face lands in the sink and Bebop's foot ends up in the toilet.

"Ouchie." musters Rocksteady.

"Rocky, help! My foot's stuck in the.. uh..." Bebop loses his train of thought.

"Hole?"

"It doesn't matter what it is! Just help me!" pleads Bebop.

Rocksteady tries lifting Bebop with all his might, and eventually succeeds.

"Thanks, Rocky."

"Of course! Youse mean a lot to me." replies Rocksteady.

Bebop smiles. It always meant the world to Bebop when Rocksteady would affirm how much he means to him.

They tried not to get too mushy - after all, they were buff punks who had reps to protect - but Rocksteady being the one constant in his life who supported him no matter what, made Bebop feel heard. A feeling he isn't used to when talking to others like Shredder.

Sometimes Bebop wishes he could find the words to tell Rocksteady how much he appreciates it, as "thank you" isn't enough, but words aren't exactly a strength for him - least of all Rocksteady.

He and Rocksteady proceed to take off their clothes, though Bebop retains his sunglasses, necklace, and nose ring. The duo are now only in their pants when Bebop notices something.

"Rocky?"

"Yeah, Beeb?" asks Rocksteady.

"Are those nipple rings?"

Rocksteady scratches the back of his head. "Yeah. I always thought your nose ring was so cool, and I wanted us to match."

Bebop is surprised. "You like my ring?"

"Of course! Same with dat hair of yours."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that, 'cause you're gonna love dis."

Bebop removes his pants to reveal a Prince Albert piercing on the glans of his penis.

Rocksteady looks in shock. "You go commando?"

"Well, I can't get this baby caught on anything." explains Bebop.

"You're so smart." compliments Rocksteady.

"Okay, I showed you mine, so show me yours." proclaims Bebop.

"You sure?" asks Rocksteady.

"Why not? We're bros. We don't have to keep secrets." explains Bebop.

Rocksteady hesitantly takes off his pants to reveal his own penis.

Bebop gives him a wolf whistle in appreciation. "That's a big 'un. And ya still got foreskin!"

"So dat's what it's called!" Rocksteady says in surprise.

"What did you think they called it?" inquires Bebop.

"I always said it was the basket that protected my boys."

"Don't be stupid. It's four because you have two balls, a dick, and the skin!" responds Bebop.

Bebop and Rocksteady then step into the shower.

"It's cold in here." states Rocksteady.

"Not for long!" replies Bebop.

Bebop turns the shower head on hot, causing the two muscled men to become wet.

"Oof." grunts Rocksteady.

"Youse okay?" asks Bebop.

"It's my back. I can't reach it with my arms. Can you put soap on it?"

"Hmm. Alright, but you owe me big, Rocky!" replies Bebop.

Bebop grabs the bar of soap and begins to lather it on Rocksteady's back, who sighs in appreciation.

However, it doesn't take long for Bebop to stop lathering and start looking. His mouth is agape, really taking in Rocksteady's toned and muscular back. He can see those nicely chiseled muscles that go so well with his rough, gray skin. The shoulders sticking out as if to say 'hello.' A large neck fit for a king.

Bebop begins to drool. All he can manage to say is: "Hot."

"Beeb, it can't go any hotter! I know, I broke it once." responds Rocksteady.

Bebop retains his composure, shaking his head. "Hey! Let me have a turn, huh? Youse hogging up all da water!"

"You're the one whose a hog!"

Bebop playfully lets the shower head engulf Rocksteady's face with water. Having made his point, Bebop essentially switches places with Rocksteady, as now the former is facing the shower head. Bebop grabs shea butter to apply his hair with and makes sure to rub it on his body.

Meanwhile, Rocksteady tries to stretch. However, he becomes distracted upon seeing Bebop's backside. Rocksteady was in awe of Bebop's ass, almost like it was smiling at him. It was firm in just the right places, yet soft as a pancake on the cheeks.

When Bebop bent down and gave Rocksteady an even better look, Rocksteady thought he would explode in the best way. He couldn't help but lick his lips as he kept staring.

Bebop eventually notices Rocksteady's reaction, and peeks his head to where it meets his own penis. "Take a picture, it'll last longer."

"What are you talkin' about? I was looking down the drain." claims Rocksteady.

"You liar! Don't make me get da shampoo!" threatens Bebop.

"Youse wouldn't!"

Bebop grabs the shampoo bottle on the counter, and begins to squirt it all around the shower.

"Hey! No fair!" pleads Rocksteady.

Rocksteady snatches the shampoo from Bebop's hand, and presses on it to squirt more shampoo out. The two fight over it, with Bebop winning the battle. He pushes on the bottle again, when the unthinkable happens.

"Ow! You got some in my eye!" shouts Rocksteady, covering his left cornea.

Bebop drops the bottle, and gulps. "Oh, Rocky! I'm sorry! I was just playing! I'll go get some water!"

With Bebop's back turned, Rocksteady grabs the shampoo bottle, and squirts some on Bebop's back. The latter turns to face Rocksteady.

"Hey, wise guy! You're gonna pay for that!"

Bebop reclaims the bottle, but all that comes out is the sound of air.

"Whoops. Looks like we used it all up." points out Rocksteady.

"But at least it didn't go to waste."

Bebop grabs some shampoo from the wall, and puts it on Rocksteady's stomach to create a smiley face, with Rocksteady's belly button as the nose.

Now all clean, the duo step out of the shower and dry off with towels. Rocksteady is surprised when Bebop gives him a towel whip from behind.

"Watch it!" shouts Rocksteady.

"I dried first." states a proud Bebop, moving the towel up and down between his ass cheeks and scrotum.

As Rocksteady puts on a new pair of clothes - conveniently matching his usual look - he waits for Bebop to finish up in the bathroom from outside the door.

"Get the lead out, Beeb!"

"Rocky, you know how much work it takes to manage this hawk." explains Bebop.

"I don't spend this much time on my hair." answers Rocksteady.

"That's easy for you to say, you don't have any." retorts Bebop.

"I didn't mean my head."

Looking in the mirror, Bebop blushes at Rocksteady's comment as he starts putting on a new pair of clothes - which naturally match his regular ones.

He imagines Rocksteady's goldenrod happy trails he had the pleasure of viewing when they were in the shower. It just connected things so nicely that Bebop couldn't help but admire it.

Although yellow hair and gray skin seem like a bizarre color combination, Rocksteady really pulled it off. Bebop thought it was cute, and wondered why he hadn't seen his bro naked sooner. Something told him they should definitely do this again.

"Bebop, hurry! Boom and Splat's about to start!" warns Rocksteady.

Bebop puts on his pants right after Rocksteady alerted him. "Boom and Splat? I'm coming!"

Bebop rushes out of the bathroom, and manages to lay on the ground with Rocksteady, as both watch Boom and Splat with their legs in the air.

The theme song for Boom and Splat begins to play, showing a gray ram named Boom and the brown deer known as Splat. Splat wacks Boom with a mallet, hurting his hooves.

"Yowch!" wails a crying Boom.

In retaliation, Boom drops an anvil on Splat's head, followed by Boom playing Splat like an accordion. The theme song ends with Boom's horns and Splat's antlers getting tangled, forming the show logo.

Bebop and Rocksteady both laugh at the cartoon's opening.

"My favorite's Boom." comments Bebop.

"Really? I love Splat more." replies Rocksteady.

The title card for Boom and Splat is shown: "Be a Good Sport," written by MelodyAutumn.

Boom and Splat are wearing wrestling tights while fighting in a ring. With boxing gloves on, Splat punches Boom in the head repeatedly, but loses momentum upon seeing Boom no-sell his moves.

Boom responds to this by throwing a large piano at Splat's face. A panda bear referee appears.

"1, 2, 3! Boom wins!"

Boom celebrates his win, while Splat's head pops out of the piano. Piano keys are seen circling above Splat's head. He proceeds to play the opening bars of "Chopsticks," before banging his head on the keys, where Splat then plays Beethoven's Symphony No. 5.

Next, Boom and Splat are at a bowling alley, wearing appropriate clothing. Splat is leading the score by one point.

"Get ready to eat my dust, Boom!" states a haughty Splat.

"Oh, we'll see about that."

Boom extends his leg out, causing Splat to trip and land a gutter ball. Boom laughs heartily at Splat's blunder, with Splat giving him the stink eye as he walks toward a machine to return his bowling ball. However, Splat gets an idea while waiting.

"Only one more pin, and I win the game!" shouts Boom.

Splat taps on Boom's shoulder to get his attention.

"You know, Boom, you are the best bowler out of the two of us. Here, take mine for good luck."

"I knew you'd start seeing things my way." replies a cocky Boom.

As Boom's eyes are closed, he doesn't realize the bowling ball Splat gave him has dynamite sticks in the holes.

Boom sniffs the air. "What's that smell?"

He notices the dynamite, and lets out a gulp. "Uh oh."

The dynamite explodes, causing Boom's head to be detached from his body. Splat then grabs Boom's head like a bowling ball, using it to knock down the last pin.

"Splat wins the tournament!" shouts the panda bear, appearing out of nowhere.

Boom and Splat are then shown practicing archery on a field. However, Rocksteady's mind begins to imagine himself and Bebop in Boom and Splat's place, right down to being animated in a more cartoony style.

"Beeb? Where are ya?" asks Rocksteady.

"Peek a boo!" After saying this, Bebop takes off his pants and moons Rocksteady. With his ass exposed, Bebop's pierced dick and poking head are also visible.

"What are ya doin'? You're gonna get cold!" cautions Rocksteady.

"No, I won't. I don't need no pants anyways, I's a cartoon character!"

"Beeb, put your pants back on!" shouts Rocksteady.

"You'll have to catch me first!"

Bebop makes a run for it, while Rocksteady follows him.

Bebop stops for a second to taunt Rocksteady, painting a bullseye on his ass, with the ring on his cheeks and the dot on the crack. "Neener neener neener!" He continues running afterwards.

"Stop playing dese games, Beeb! The boss'll get mad!"

As Rocksteady continues chasing Bebop, however, he can't help but look at Bebop's ass. Heart shaped and plump, he couldn't deny Bebop was blessed with the glutes of a God. The way how those glorious cheeks bounced while Bebop ran was enough to cause Rocksteady to pop a boner right then and there.

There was something so enticing about Bebop poking his head out from his ass. It was like a showcase of his three best physical features: that cute smile, the circumcised cock proudly sporting a Prince Albert piercing, and of course, that booty Rocksteady wanted to sink his teeth into. He wishes Bebop would show it off more often.

Eventually, Rocksteady manages to catch Bebop.

"Aw, you caught me. Guess it's time to put these back on." Bebop prepares to hike his pants up, but Rocksteady stops him.

"Keep 'em off. You look better without 'em."

Bebop gives him a smirk. "Still, you deserve some prize for catching me. Give me a slap."

"Huh?" asks Rocksteady.

"You heard me. Slap my cheeks." asserts Bebop.

"D'uh, okay." Rocksteady gives Bebop a light tap on the latter's left ass cheek.

"Come on, bro. I know you can do better than that. Harder!"

Following Bebop's request, Rocksteady gives him the hardest slap he can muster on Bebop's cheek.

"Ooh." Bebop moans in pure erotic pleasure. "Now that's what I'm talking about!" Bebop coos, edging closer to Rocksteady.

Rocksteady smiles in satisfaction. However, he hears an echoing Bebop. "Rocky? Rocky? Rocky?"

Rocksteady snaps out of it, returning to reality. "Huh? Wha?"

"Turn the volume up, would ya? I can't hear the explodin'!"

"Uh, sure, Beeb." replies Rocksteady.

Bebop then watches Boom and Splat intently, but soon after envisions himself and Rocksteady in the cartoon, returning to the more cartoony style.

"Hey! Where am I?" asks Bebop.

"What do you mean? We's out in the field, doofus!" answers Rocksteady. He wipes sweat off his forehead. "Mind if I take off this shirt?"

"Why not? We're bros, after all."

Rocksteady takes off his sleeveless shirt, revealing his nipple piercings and physique. Bebop was transfixed by those rings of Rocksteady's. Not only was he flattered Rocksteady got them to match with Bebop, they really complemented his nipples. Made them look sleeker, shinier, and most of all, sexier. Bebop wanted to have those suckers in his mouth so badly.

"Like what you see?" asks Rocksteady.

Realizing Bebop was staring at him, Rocksteady takes this opportunity to show off his goods. Rocksteady began to move his pecs rhythmically, as if they were dancing. And Bebop was enjoying every minute of it.

Seeing Rocksteady pose with his biceps and bulging veins was enough for Bebop to get hard, making sure to cover his crotch. Those arms of Rocksteady's could make a tree trunk jealous! Bebop is surprised Rocksteady never tried his hand at bodybuilding with those pythons of his.

Then, Bebop learns why a bodybuilding career for Rocksteady was never to be. He focuses his attention on Rocksteady's chubby stomach. It would have been a shame to sacrifice that perfectly round shape for a six pack. Bebop always thought it was cute how Rocksteady's belly button poked out from under his shirt.

Rocksteady breaks the silence. "Wanna touch?"

Bebop, still speechless, simply nods as he approaches his best friend. Bebop feels those brawny arm muscles, enjoying the sensation of Rocksteady's coarse skin. He then ventures to Rocksteady's back.

"Ooh, you're pretty tight, Rocky. Let me help." states Bebop.

Bebop begins to massage Rocksteady's back.

"Since when did youse do massage?" asks Rocksteady.

"Hey, we all got to have backup plans." answers Bebop.

"Faster!" demands Rocksteady.

Following Rocksteady's orders, Bebop begins massaging more quickly.

"Ah." states Rocksteady, in sheer bliss. "Beeb?"

"Yeah, Rocky?" asks Bebop.

"Can you rub my tummy? It's gurgling."

"No problem." responds Bebop.

Bebop proceeds to carefully massage the skin on Rocksteady's stomach.

"Dat's better. Thanks, Beeb." states Rocksteady.

"Any time, Rocky."

Just then, Bebop's fantasy ends, as he comes back to reality.

"Wow." states Rocksteady.

"That... was..." Bebop pauses.

"The best episode ever." state Rocksteady and Bebop in unison. "Jinx!"

"So, uh, what do we do now?" inquires Rocksteady.

"I know! Let's play that game we bought yesterday!"

Bebop inserts a game cartridge inside what looks like a NES. The title screen reveals the game is called Bob & Tom's Sidescrolling Adventure. He and Rocksteady are now sitting on their bed.

Afterward, a text box appears on the screen, reading as follows: "Your objective is to escape the soil and grow into a flower, returning to the Earth's surface. Make sure to eat some hot dogs to replenish health, but watch out for the coconuts! They want to kill you. You have my support."

Bebop preemptively presses a button, causing the text box to disappear. "What did that say? I couldn't read it 'cause it went by so fast."

"Heck if I know." replies Rocksteady.

Bebop starts the game. As he traverses the soil, Rocksteady takes notice of the hotdog underground, complete with a bun. Pretty soon, he starts to imagine it as Bebop's dick inside the bun instead. Rocksteady blinks repeatedly and rubs his eyes at the spectacle. He tugs on his shirt, getting sweaty at the thought of Bebop's cock.

Meanwhile, Bebop struggles with the game. "How do you go up and down?"

"Duh! You press the buttons! Just like right and left." Rocksteady comically uses his left arm to indicate right, and vice versa.

Bebop then sees the coconuts, but is immediately reminded of Rocksteady's pecs, transforming into them from his point of view. He stares in awe as the coconuts tumble into his video game character, resulting in the "Game Over" screen coming up.

"This game's rigged!" shouts Bebop.

"Let a pro show you how it's done." states a cocky Rocksteady, grabbing the controller from Bebop.

Bebop at first crosses his arms, before noticing Rocksteady's own. The way he showed off those muscles while playing games was a sight to see, almost like he was taunting Bebop subconsciously.

It got to a point Bebop wasn't even paying attention to the game, but rather Rocksteady's glorious guns, moving ever so slightly while he mastered the game. Bebop can feel his heart racing, and he just can't hide it anymore.

"Rocky?"

"Yeah, Beeb?" asks Rocksteady.

Bebop is curious. "We're bros, right?"

"For life!" Rocksteady yells enthusiastically.

"Well... what if we were more?"

Rocksteady instantly drops the controller, and begins to sweat.

"I gots to be honest. I've been thinkin' about you with your shirt off all day and... I really liked it." explains Bebop.

Rocksteady blushes.

"This is dumb, I shouldn't have said-" Bebop is interrupted.

"Truth is, Beeb, I've also been thinkin' about you like that. My mind's been on that tush of yours." answers Rocksteady.

"You like my butt?"

"Yeah! It's just so perfectly shaped. Like a heart." explains Rocksteady.

Bebop blushes himself.

"And you really like my muscles?" inquires Rocksteady.

"Not just those buff arms of yours! Your soft belly too." replies Bebop.

The two are both tongue tied, as Rocksteady looks down on the ground and Bebop nervously moves his leg.

"So, I guess what I want to ask is, do youse like me?" inquires Bebop.

Rocksteady thinks for a moment, and smiles. "Yeah. I think I like youse."

Bebop grins from ear to ear. "I'm so happy you do, because I got another uh... er..."

"Question?" interjects Rocksteady.

"Yeah. Will you be my best bro?" Bebop steps down on bended knee, essentially proposing to Rocksteady.

Rocksteady lets out a tear. "You're not just my bro... you're my best bro!"

The two fall on their bed, where they proceed to have the make out session of the century. After years and years of being just bros who enjoyed spending time with each other, they finally realized they were more than friends. They were something even better: best bros!

Bebop and Rocksteady are still shown kissing each other, touching the roof of each other's mouths and their teeth. The feeling of their tongues mingling and touching each other was so good, they hated having to stop to catch some air.

Bebop finds gum in his mouth. "This yours?"

"Yep!"

"Mm. Grape!" Bebop proceeds to blow a bubble, when it safely pops seconds later.

Rocksteady laughs. "You know, I still owe you a favor."

"For what?" inquires Bebop.

"When you helped put soap on my back in the shower. I scratch your back, you scratch mine."

Rocksteady takes off his shirt, to Bebop's delight. Bebop in turn removes his belt buckle, showing off his ass.

"Hey, best bro!" greets Bebop, his head poking out.

"Mm. I think I gotta give my best bro what he needs." states a flirtatious Rocksteady.

Following this exchange, Rocksteady and Bebop take off their clothes, now completely naked. Rocksteady's erect, with the tip of his penis exposed out of the foreskin. Bebop makes sure to apply lubricant in his asshole.

"You ready, Beeb?" asks Rocksteady.

"Lead the way, Rocky."

Bebop and Rocksteady assume positions, with Bebop bottoming and Rocksteady being on top.

"First, let's open up dat hole." instructs Rocksteady, putting some lube on his hands.

Bebop gives Rocksteady a thumbs up, consenting.

Rocksteady begins to stimulate Bebop's anus by fingering, allowing the hole to open up further. Rocksteady uses this opportunity to slowly insert his penis inside Bebop.

"Yowch!" shouts Bebop.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just a little rusty. My butt's not used to your cock yet." explains Bebop.

"Don't worry, I got your back."

Bebop smiles at Rocksteady's assurance. Both men grunt, at first in pain... but then in pleasure. Rocksteady tries to find Bebop's prostate.

"Ah!" gasps Bebop.

"Did I find it, Beeb?" asks Rocksteady.

"Ooh. Yes, you did."

Bebop is on cloud nine, having his prostate pleasured by his best bro. He thought Rocksteady's foreskin would be too rough, but surprisingly, it fits and feels like a glove. Almost like it was made for Bebop's asshole. Bebop wipes a bead of sweat off his forehead as he and Rocksteady keep going.

Meanwhile, Rocksteady is amazed at how smooth Bebop's prostate feels. He knew that wonderful ass looked promising, but it was even better than Rocksteady realized! A part of him just wanted to blow his load right then and there over the orgasmic feeling of being inside his bro, but Rocksteady vowed to savor it until he and Bebop just couldn't continue anymore.

"Beeb, you are so tight! I feel like I'm stuck inside you!"

"I did say I was rusty." Bebop says in ecstasy.

"And I didn't say it was a bad thing." winks Rocksteady.

"I could get used to this!" shouts Bebop.

It was a dream come true... the bros who have always trusted each other for years, now finally the best bros they were meant to be! Bebop reflects upon how amazing he and Rocksteady's first kiss was, right down to that delicious gum.

Meanwhile, Rocksteady thinks about how Bebop chose him to be his best bro, the greatest thing to ever happen to him! What an honor to not only be enamored with Bebop, but for Bebop to feel the same way about him! It made Rocksteady feel so lucky and cherished.

Rocksteady looks like he's about to burst. "Special delivery for... Bebop!" He orgasms as soon as saying Bebop's name.

"And... Rocksteady!" Bebop himself begins to cum, just as Rocksteady fills his asshole with semen. Bebop's own sperm lands on Rocksteady's face, who proceeds to lick it off.

"Mm. Tasty." responds Rocksteady.

"Took the words right out of my mouth."

Having forgotten to turn off the video game, the TV screen shows "Game Over" after their shared orgasm. Bebop and Rocksteady breathe heavily, having spent a lot of energy on their first sexual encounter.

"I love youse, Rocky." states Bebop.

"You... too..." says Rocksteady, pausing to breathe.

"Bebop! Rocksteady! Get down here right this instant!"

The nude Bebop and Rocksteady jump off the bed, heeding Shredder's warning.

"It's da boss!" shouts Rocksteady.

"We gotta get dressed!"

Bebop and Rocksteady hurriedly put their clothes back on, as they run downstairs to meet with Shredder. When the two arrive, Bebop just barely managed to pull his pants up all the way.

"Where on Earth were you two?" asks Shredder.

"We got cleaned up." answers Bebop.

"Just like you said." adds Rocksteady.

"Yes, but I didn't mean for hours! My water bill will be through the roof this month!" despairs Shredder.

"Now, what does a duck bill have to do with this?" asks Bebop.

"Oh, just forget it! Besides, you two have to know my latest plan to destroy the turtles. Come with me."

Shredder gestures for Bebop and Rocksteady to follow him.

"Wanna do it all again tomorrow?" asks Rocksteady.

"You had me at wanna."

Rocksteady puts his hand on Bebop's ass, while Bebop droops his arm on Rocksteady's shoulder. They continue following Shredder.