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You might ask what we're doing in a spooky old amusement park at night. You might ask what we're looking for or what's looking for us. You might ask why we're being attacked by what looks like a bunch of freaked out rides and why we're getting our shells kicked. Yeah, you might ask all that, but just don't. I ain't got time for questions right now.
In the lair's bathroom, April had finished showering and was at the sink, ready to brush her teeth, but to her frustration, the tube was empty. Wrapping a towel around herself, she walked out and shouted, "DANTE! You used up the toothpaste again! I know it's you because turtles don't have teeth!"
Suddenly, she heard Mikey shout, "Watch out!" She ducked just in time to avoid getting hit by him and his flying skateboard. "You're in the middle of my obstacle course! Whoa!" April moved back and Mikey performed a railslide using a sawhorse. "Yeah! Whoa!"
April complained to Donny, who was putting on some scuba gear, "Don! All that amazing Utrom technology, and you built Mikey a flying skateboard?"
"Well, you know Mikey, April," he said as he put on the diving mask. "It's the only way I can get any peace." He jumped into the tide pool, accidentally splashing April.
"Ugh! Sewer water!"
"Actually, it's not sewer water. It's coming from the river."
"Not making me feel better. What are you doing down there?"
"I'm looking into building an access way. There are a lot of underwater tunnels that could be excavated to allow us a way into the river. See you later."
"Donatello, don't you-" Donny dove down, splashing April again. "This day just keeps getting better and better."
"INCOMING!" shouted Mikey as he jumped over April's head.
Meanwhile, Master Splinter was sitting on the couch, watching the news. "With innocent victims caught in the crossfire of rising gang violence, the police are warning the public to stay off the streets in much of the city."
Suddenly, Splinter's heads, laughing. "Michelangelo! Quiet," shushed Splinter.
Mikey continued laughing and flying around the lair. He zoomed past Raph and Dante, who were lifting weights, and then started flying in circles around them. "Hey, Raph, Dante, check this out!"
"That's it!" Dante struck Mikey in the gut, knocking him off the skateboard. Unfortunately, it zoomed right toward April, who ducked aside just in time as it crashed into a wall. Dante gasped and ran over to her. "I'm so sorry, April," he said as he helped her up.
"It's alright," she snarked. "Getting almost run over by flying skateboards is just part of my new lifestyle."
Mikey ran over to the skateboard and cried loudly, "MY BABY!" He sobbed as he held it close.
"Yo, guys! Just letting you know I'm borrowing a ton of tools," said Casey as he entered the lair. He was carrying a toolbox and wearing a mechanic's jumpsuit.
"At last, another human," said April. "Well, almost."
"Hey, I'm a human," said Dante. "Casey's more of a caveman if anything."
"Hey, I heard that!"
"Hey, Case, where you headed," asked April.
"Coney Island. Promised a buddy I'd look at the Ferris wheel for him. Doing a little repair work on the side."
"Coney Island? I haven't been there since I was a kid. I love that place."
"Yeah? Me too. You know, uh, you could come with me."
April was surprised. "Me?"
"Well, you're pretty good with a wrench," said Casey as he twirled his wrench. "You could help."
"I'd love to! Um, I mean, yeah. Heh. That'd be great."
"April and Casey sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
"DANTE!" Mikey shouted. "YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR WRECKING MY BABY!"
April and Casey watched as Mikey chased after Dante with his nunchucks while Raph chased after Mikey to stop him. April said, "Uh, it would be nice to get out of here. I kind of got turtles coming out my ears."
"I'll pick you up around ten," said Casey. "Hey, maybe we can grab a late-night snack or something." He walked off, but then stopped and turned. "But, uh, I mean, you know, it's not a date or anything, right?"
"Uh, absolutely. It's not a date."
"Fine."
"Good."
The light of the moon shined on a particular junkyard. And in one particular pile of scrap metal, a metal swarm dug its way through. It glanced around, then took a small pile of broken cameras and changed and rearranged it, taking the form of a small child. It stood up, walked over to a TV and used the swarm to turn it on, before watching an episode of what looked like "Leave It To Beaver".
"How was your day, Mother?"
"Oh, the usual, Father. Junior has something to tell you. Don't you, Junior?"
"Uh, I got an 'A' on my math test, but I guess I kind of got in trouble for making a face in the class picture."
"Oh, Junior, with shenanigans like that, how is a mother supposed to raise a family?"
"Family?" parroted the robot.
The channel changed to a news report. "And now for News Break. Con man Harry "The Schlub" Parker, is being moved to Rikers Island Prison. Over the course of a four-day crime spree, Parker made off with over a million dollars in diamonds and other valuables."
The robot immediately recognized the face of the criminal the reporter was talking about. The face of the mugger who taught him how to steal and called him his "Lucky Break". "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"
At Rikers Island, Harry was playing poker, but not for money, but for the candy from the vending thief. "I'll see your Crunchy Munchie and raise you a Razzle Dazzle." The other players folded. "Like taking candy from a bunch of babies. Heh. But you should see the candy I got stashed on the outside. It sparkles real pretty. Yes, boys, when I get out of here, I'm gonna live like a king!" As he collected his winnings, an Ace of Spades slipped out of his sleeve. "Whoops."
The other players flipped the table over and grabbed him. "Uh, can't we discuss this like the sophisticated gentlemen that we are?" Suddenly the electricity began to fluctuate and there was a buzzing sound. An overhead light went out and the television blinked. "What was that?" The television wriggled and then the plugs pulled out of the wall. The television walked down the wall on tiny legs. The prisoners gasped and there was yelling, and general confusion. The television moved towards Harry, who backed away in fear. "Get away! Get away from me!"
The TV's screen flickered on, revealing a face resembling a white mask. "Daddy?"
Harry recognized that voice. "Kid?"
More cables popped out of the TV, attached themselves to the vending machine and air conditioner, assimilating and rearranging them into a larger robot body. "Daddy!"
"Kid! You're alive! Boy, did I miss you. We are going straight back to the top. First up, take me to the loot, kid. It's high time I got my hands on all that sparkly diamond goodness again."
Guards kicked down the door and pointed their guns at Harry and the robot. "Back down! Go back to your cell! Move it!"
Harry pointed at them, saying, "Hey, those men are bad, kid. They're keeping your dear old innocent dad in here when he didn't do nothing!"
The robot got angry, then grabbed Harry and placed him inside the vending machine. "Bad men move!" It shouted as it charged forward, knocking the guards aside. Then, it crashed through the prison wall, ignoring the sirens and spotlights shining on it as it made its way toward the East River and toward the city.
"Ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom," laughed Harry. "That's my boy!"
Down in the turtle's lair's service bay, Donny and April were working on the Shell Sub. "Hey, April, hand me that three-eighths." April handed him the wrench, then she looked at her watch and said, "It's almost ten. I've gotta clean up."
"Why? We're just gonna get dirty again," said Casey. He was wearing a green mechanic's jumpsuit and carrying a tool box.
"I'd prefer not to wear grease in public," she replied.
"I know we're just working on the Ferris wheel, but-" Casey reached behind him and pulled out a bouquet of flower stems. Embarrassed, he said, "I guess some of the petals got blown off on the motorcycle. Heh."
"It's the thought that counts."
"So, where are you taking out April?" asked Leo.
"Guys, it's not a date," insisted Casey.
"And when will you have her home, young man," Splinter asked like an overprotective dad.
"Everybody knock it off. It's not a date," said April. "It's just Casey, and we're just working a repair job. Now good night."
"Hmm," the turtles hummed.
Later that day, the turtles and Dante sat in front of the TVs, watching the news. "File this one under B for bizarre. Eyewitnesses to the strange escape of Harry Parker say that he was helped by machines that came to life."
"Remind you of anything," asked Leo rhetorically as he turned it off.
Dante face palmed. "That crazy baby robot we fought at the junkyard."
"But I thought it got toasted," said Raph.
"I guess some of the nanobots survived and rebuilt themselves," said Donny. "Hmm. Man, that poor thing. Remember how it was acting like a kid? It just seemed so helpless."
"Yeah. It was so helpless that it almost stomped us into turtle pancakes last time," Mikey pointed out.
"But it wasn't his fault," said Donny as he stood up and faced his brothers. "That crook was teaching him to steal. I mean, imagine if Splinter had been evil. We might be crooks instead of who we are."
"And your point is," asked Raph.
"We should help it, give it an alternative life, a chance it never had, like Master Splinter helped us."
"And what if it says no," asked Dante.
"Then...we will destroy it."
"I just know we're gonna regret this," said Raph.
"Where do we start looking," asked Leo.
"Every good search starts at the source," said Donny.
"To the lab," asked Dante.
"To the lab!"
Everyone circled Donny as he typed down at his computer. "There might be something on the nanobots themselves that will help us. I kept detailed records of the first time we came across this nanotechnology." He zoomed in. "Just a little closer... and that's it! " The computer showed an image of one of the nanobots and a serial number on its head. "A patent registration number. And if it's registered, its source can be found, especially with a little digging on the internet."
"This won't take long, will it," asked Dante.
"Nope."
The news about the prison break intrigued Dr. Nathalie. She contacted the Foot Sleepers.
In a house in Brooklyn, a little girl was sleeping peacefully. She was of Chinese descent with black hair and wearing pink pajamas and a dog tag reading "Hailey - 02/21". Suddenly her closed eyes scrunched when a voice spoke to her, "I have a job for you to do." Her eyes snapped open, revealing the Foot Clan's symbol in her pupils.
In her lab, Dr. Marion Richards was typing away at her computer, having made a new model of the nanotechnology. "Given the emotional imprinting of my first nanotechnology, I've rewritten the primary encryption, and—" Suddenly, she heard a crashing sound.
A large robot crashed through the wall and smiled at her and said, "Mommy!" Dr. Richards tried to escape, but the robot grabbed her and threw her into the vending machine with Harry. "Calm down, lady. He ain't gonna hurt ya', I don't think," he said.
Dr. Richards recognized him right away. "Wait. I saw you on the news. You're that thief."
"ALLEGED thief. And who the heck are you?"
"I am the inventor of this nanotechnology."
"Then maybe you can explain what the heck he thinks he's doing."
The nanobots then began to begin their work. They took apart, assimilated, and rearranged the lab itself, transforming it into a house. Then they sat their "parents" down in chairs, gave Dr. Richards a pair of yarn and knitting needles, and Harry a newspaper. Then they made themselves a new child-sized robot body and said, "Uh, I got an 'A' on my math test."
"He's gone kinda wacko," whispered Harry. "I don't know what happened to him."
"YOU happened to him," shouted Dr. Richards.
"You know, lady, now that I met you, I ain't wondering why the kid ran away from here in the first place."
"You can't talk to me like that, you lowlife!"
"Youse better get outta my face with that lowlife talk!"
Neither of them notice the upset look on the robot's face until it was too late. "STOP FIGHTING! STOP! STOP!" Harry and Dr. Richards yelped in fear as spikes shot out of the walls and ground. "MOMMY AND DADDY BE HAPPY NOW!"
"No, kid, don't hurt us," begged Harry.
"Please, stop," pleaded Dr. Richards.
The robot saw the scared looks on their faces and said, "You not happy?" A memory played on its TV screen face, of when Harry was stealing jewels. "Heh, heh, heh. Yeah. Heh, yeah. You are my lucky break, kid. Take me to the loot, kid. Take me to the loot, kid." The robot smiled and said, "I make you happy." Cables sprouted out of the body and it began to assimilate the house.
"Here we go again," shouted Harry.
The robot, now having grown larger, said, "Make you happy." The two humans trapped inside it screamed to be free, but it ignored them and crashed through the wall.
The turtles and Dante left the sewers and saw the lab across the street. "This is it. The patent registration lists this address," said Donny.
"And it looks like nanoboy left the back door open for us," said Raph.
They walked through the hole, and found the place completely destroyed. "I think we're too late," said Leo.
Then Raph saw something that disturbed him. "What the heck is that?"
It was a house made out of scrap metal. It looked like some artist tried to make a parody of a setting from a 1950s TV show. "Whoa! Looks like 'Dick and Jane Go Insane'," said Mikey.
"So, where's our little robot," asked Dante.
Raph pointed to the giant footprints leading away from the house and out the hole they just walked in. "Tracking him isn't gonna be too hard."
"Oh, man. If he gets any bigger, he could assimilate the entire city! We gotta stop him!"
It was closing time for Coney Island. The last of the customers had left and Casey's friend pulled the gate closed, leaving Casey and April inside. "Well, good night, Case."
"The place is all ours," said Casey to April, who was also wearing a mechanic's jumpsuit; a yellow one. "But before we start work on the Ferris wheel, let's check out the view from up there." He gestured to the roller coaster.
"Aren't we supposed to be working," asked April.
"Sheesh, April, live a little. Here. I'll give you a boost." He tried to climb the fence, but lost his balance and fell, only to stop himself by grabbing onto April's shoulders. They stared at each other. "Uh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." They leaned in to kiss...then heard the sound of rumbling footsteps.
"What was that?" asked April.
"Uh, I didn't hear nothing," said Casey until he saw the giant robot stomp through the front gates. "Oh, boy."
The robot made its way to the ticket booth and grabbed the fake treasure chest from its roof. "Make Daddy happy!" It placed the chest in its compartment where its two human captives were held.
It wasn't a fake. It was real treasure. "The jewels! My stash," exclaimed Harry. "But we hid them in that warehouse downtown, kid. What are they doing here in this amusement park?"
"I put here for families. They all see shiny pretty. All for families."
Harry glanced out the window and saw the picture of a family riding on a roller coaster. This bucket of bolts is still hung up on this whole family thing, huh? "Great, kid. I'll just hang on to 'em. Now, uh, we had our fun and all, but it's over. See, I gotta go. I wanna leave. Just let me leave, okay?"
"And me as well," said Dr. Richards. "Please let me go."
This made the robot angry. "Leave? Go? NO! NO LEAVE ME! NO!" In a fit of rage, it started tearing apart the ferris wheel and smashing the ticket booth.
The Battle Shell drove through the amusement park, coming to a stop in front of Casey and April. The turtles and Dante hopped out and Leo said, "So how's the date going?"
"Am I glad to see you guys," said April.
"That thing's back, and it's going nuts, tearing up the place," exclaimed Casey.
"NO LEAVE ME!" shouted the robot as it continued to wreck the amusement park.
"I don't know, Donny," said Raph. "This isn't looking like such a good idea."
"It's throwing a tantrum," said Donny. "We have to try to talk to it."
"Talk to it," exclaimed Dante. "What are we supposed to say to it?!"
They ran in front of the robot and Leo waved his arms, getting its attention. "Uh, robot thingie... we mean you no harm. We don't want to fight."
A memory played on the robot's screen, and to the turtles and Dante's horror, it was of their fight with it in the junkyard. "Oh, shell, he remembers that," said Dante and Donny knew immediately that talking peacefully with it won't work when its expression turned angry. It let out a scream of rage as the nano swarm took apart some of the park's rides and assimilated them to its body.
"It's getting bigger," exclaimed Dante as he and the turtles backed away from the robot as it stomped toward them.
"Come on. The guys need help," said Casey to April.
"Don, we have to shut it down now," said Leo.
"Well, it won't be easy. It's composed of millions of tiny nanobots. You'd have to deactivate them all!"
Mikey jumped out of the way to avoid getting crushed. "Yaah! Darn! And I was looking for a giant off switch," he said sarcastically.
A lightbulb went off in Donny's head. "Wait. That's it! We can turn it off, Mikey! All the nanobots with an electromagnetic pulse. You guys keep it busy! When I give the word, lure him to the roller coaster. April, I'll need your help."
Casey complained as he watched April and Donny run to the roller coaster, "Hey, that sneaky little green nerd just stole my date."
"Did he say, 'lure'? How quaint," said Mikey. "How the heck are we supposed to lure it?!"
"By doing what we do best," said Dante. "MAKING IT MAD!" He jumped up and slashed the robot with his jitte, making it let out an angry wail. Leo attacked with his swords and then Raphael leaped onto the robot, jabbing his sai into the body. It grabbed him and he struggled to keep himself from getting crushed. "Now I know... what it feels like inside a trash compactor." Dante stabbed the robot's hand, freeing Raph.
Meanwhile, April and Donny ran to the maintenance shed beneath the old wooden roller coaster. "April, I need you to interface my laptop with the roller coaster's operating system. I'll wire the tracks for electricity."
"I get it," said April as she plugged Donny's computer into the roller coaster's generator. "You're going to magnetize the tracks, switching the polarity from positive to negative alternately."
"And the resulting intermittent multipolar flux should create the electromagnetic pulse!"
"I like it. But do you think it'll work?"
"Eh. I'm making this up as I go."
Meanwhile, the turtles, Dante, and Casey fled for their lives as the robot started flinging metal fragments at them. Just then, the jet injector strapped to Dante's belt went off and his eyes widened. "Oh, no! Not now!" Then suddenly, sparks of electricity shot out of it and it screamed before falling flat on its face. "Uh, did we do that," asked Mikey. Then he got his answer when a young girl wearing pajamas landed on the robot's back. In her hand was an EMP gun.
Dante saw the dog tag and immediately shouted, "That's one of the Foot Sleepers!"
"The shell does she want," Mikey asked.
"Don't care," said Raph. "Let's throttle her!" He lunged for the girl, but she kicked him right between the legs.
"Ooh," the boys winced.
"Low blow," said Casey.
Then the girl kicked Raph in the face, knocking him off the robot. Then, she took out a pair of shears, cut a piece of the robot off and placed it in a jar. She glanced at the turtles and their human friends and said nothing as she bowed.
"Stop her," Dante shouted, but it was too late. She threw a flash bomb, and disappeared before anyone could reach her. "Darn it!"
Suddenly, the robot began to move again. "Uh, guys, we got a bigger problem," said Casey. The robot rose to full height and let out an angry cry. "Oh, boy."
Donny's fingers flew over the laptop keyboard. Electricity sparked across the wires leading to the roller coaster tracks and they sparked. A ball of energy rolled down the tracks. "Oh, sweet. It's actually working. Hey, guys, get it over here!"
"Time to do what we do best," said Dante to Mikey. "Making people mad!"
Mikey waved his hands and called out, "Come on, you big, ugly pile of junk. Step on the turtle, win a prize! Yoo-hoo, robot thingie! That's it. Come to Daddy, you big tin can!"
Dante bent over and slapped his butt. "Kiss my butt, you clinking, clanking, clattering collection of caliginous junk!"
The robot marched toward them. Mikey grabbed his rocket-powered skateboard and hopped on. Dante held onto him and the two of them flew toward the roller coaster with the robot chasing after it. When they reached the top most peak, he paused. The robot reached for them and Mikey and Dante zoomed away just as the energy ball reached that spot and it hit the robot. The robot let out a scream and fell apart. Harry and Dr. Richards, somehow still alive, crawled out of the rubble. "Take me back to jail. Anything is better than this," he said wearily.
Somehow, the robot was still alive, just long enough to say two phrases. "FFFFFFFFFaaaaaaaaaaamiiiiiiiiiiiiiilyyyyyy...fffffffffaaaaaaaaaaamiiiiiiiiiiiiiilyyyyyy..." And then it went silent. Despite it all, the turtles and Dante couldn't help but pity it.
"Man, poor kid," said Raph.
"All he wanted was a family," said Mikey.
"Doesn't seem like that much to ask," said Leo.
"We've got another problem now," said Dante. "That Foot Sleeper took some of the nanobots. And when the Foot Sleepers are involved..."
"So is Dr. Nathalie," Leo finished for him.
It didn't take long for the police to arrive and place Harry in the paddy wagon. "Look, I'm telling ya', I didn't bust out of jail! I was kidnapped, honest!"
"Yeah, yeah," said the driver, rolling his eyes.
"You gotta believe me!"
Meanwhile, Dante was having a chat with Dr. Richards, who was sitting on a bench, trying to wrap her mind around the whole thing. "So, you made the nanobots," he asked. She nodded. "Why?"
"It wasn't supposed to be like this," she said. "It was supposed to take commands, to be a medical tool. But instead, it developed a consciousness of its own, that of an infant's in order to facilitate absorbing new information."
"And instead of teaching it right from wrong, you let it escape and it fell with a bad crowd. You're definitely not a motherly type."
"Wasn't planning on being one. I made a new batch that had no personality, but it got assimilated by the prototype just now." Dr. Richards exhaled. "Guess this means the project is a failure. Nineteen million dollars down the drain."
"You should know, another bad crowd took a piece of your monster."
"It won't work. If any of the nanobots are disconnected from the main hive mind, they will become random, disorganized."
"I think that's what the person who has it wants. To erase the current hive mind and make their own to control them." Dante stood up and said, "I'll stop them, though. And you need to make this right if that thing ever comes back."
Dr. Richards looked confused. "Make it right? How?"
"By giving it what it wants."
"A family? Puh, I told you, I'm not a motherly type."
"How else is it going to learn right from wrong? If you had been there, it wouldn't have been influenced by that thief." Dante turned to walk away. "Just think about it, will ya?" He returned to the turtles, who were showing Harry's stolen goods to April.
"April, we found the stolen jewels the police have been looking for," said Leo.
"We were thinking you should turn 'em in," said Raph. "There's a big reward."
"You could build your place again," said Dante. "And I can get my room back."
April snarked, "Gee, I didn't know you wanted to get rid of me that bad."
"Wait, I didn't..."
"I'm kidding! Besides, we should share the reward."
"Sharing is good," said Mikey. Raph slapped him upside the head. "Ow! What?"
"Will you knock it off?"
"Thanks, guys," said April.
"Guess if you get your place back, we won't be seeing you so much anymore," said Donny.
April kissed his head and said, "Of course you will, guys. We're family."
Dante frowned as he looked to the city. "Still, I'm worried what Dr. Nathalie wants with the nanobots."
Hailey crawled in through her bedroom window. "Did you get it?"
"Yes," Hailey replied to the woman's voice.
Dr. Nathalie sat on the bed, waiting. "Let me see it." Hailey reached behind her and took out the jar. Dr. Nathalie took it from her and inspected it. "Fascinating. Whoever made this, their intelligence was on par with the Utroms'. This will definitely help with the recovery process." She stood up and said, "Go back to sleep now." Hailey nodded and went back to bed.
Dr. Nathalie silently left the bedroom, went down the hall, down the stairs, and out the door, careful not to wake Hailey's adopted parents. Then, as she walked down the street, she thought she heard a voice coming from the jar. "Mama...Papa..."
Dr. Nathalie smiled wickedly and said, "I'm all the family you need now."