The night air hung heavy over New York City—cold, still, and humming with distant traffic. On the rooftop of an aging building, shadows moved carefully. Six figures were perched in silence—well, almost silence.

Donatello sat beside a rusted chimney, squinting into the scope of a homemade periscope. Leonardo stood behind him, hands resting calmly on his swords.

"Anything?" Leo asked.

"Nothing yet," Donnie replied, eyes locked on the viewfinder.

A few feet away, Raphael sat cross-legged, arms folded, facing out over the street below. His eyes were closed—centered and calm. That calm didn't last long.

Michelangelo, lying on his stomach, poked Raph in the side of the head.

Then Ariel, crouched beside Mikey and tail flicking mischievously, joined in. She poked the other side of Raph's head with one finger, giggling.

"Poke," Mikey whispered.

"Double poke," Ariel added.

Raph's eye twitched.

Leo didn't even turn around. "Guys. Surveillance means silent."

"Sorry, Leo," Mikey chirped. "I'll scream internally."

"I'm just helping," Ariel said innocently, "I think Raph's brain broke. We're poking it back into place."

"Maybe we can find the reset button," Mikey added.

Poke. Poke.

Without warning, Raph grabbed both of them by the scruffs and yanked them into a double headlock under each arm.

"Okay, clowns," he growled. "Say it."

"Say what?" Ariel squeaked, squirming.

"You know what."

Mikey sighed. "Raphael is all-wise and powerful."

"And?" Raph tightened his grip.

Ariel rolled her eyes. "And his muscles are as big as his ego."

"Try again."

She groaned. "Raph is the greatest ninja of all time, and I am but a tiny, insignificant rodent unworthy of his presence."

Mikey gasped. "That's better than mine!"

Raph dropped them both with a satisfied grunt. "You're learning."

Yuki, leaning silently against a rooftop vent with her arms crossed, finally spoke up, voice dry as ever. "I was two seconds from shoving all three of you off the roof."

Leo shook his head. "Focus. We're wasting time."

"They're gonna break into that lab tonight," Donatello said. "April told me the Kraang are planning something big."

Raph raised a brow. "You mean your girlfriend told you."

"She's not my girlfriend," Donnie snapped.

"She's totally his girlfriend," Mikey whispered to Ariel.

Ariel nodded. "They'd be adorable. Like a nerdy sitcom couple."

Before Donnie could respond, a voice bellowed behind them.

"What the heck's goin' on up here?"

They all froze.

A grizzled man stood at the top of the roof access stairwell, wearing a stained tank top and sagging boxer shorts. His eyes scanned the group—clearly unimpressed.

"What are you freaks, some kinda cosplay club?"

Leo stepped forward. "Sir, we were just—"

The man's eyes narrowed on his satellite dish—bent and crooked at the edge of the roof.

"Which one of you slimy green ham shanks busted my dish!"

"Ham shanks?" Raph repeated, offended.

Donnie tilted his head. "That's... not even anatomically accurate."

"I don't know what it means," Raph muttered, "but I still hate it."

The guy narrowed his eyes at Yuki and Ariel. "Or was it one of the sewer drenched hairballs?"

Raph growled, and Yuki restrained him, shooting him a glare. Raph pulled away from Yuki, and started to reach for his sais. Leo stepped in front of him. "Let's go."

They began to turn away.

"That's right!" the man barked. "Run away, you spineless cream puffs! Listen to your mommy!"

Raph's fists clenched.

"Hey!" he shouted. "Watch it, buddy."

"Oh, I'm sorry," the man said mockingly. "I didn't realize you had salad tongs."

"Salad tongs?!" Raph lunged, but Yuki stepped between him and the man without even looking.

"Stand down," she ordered flatly.

"Move."

"No."

"You calling me ugly?!" the man shouted. "Seen a mirror lately, circus freak?!"

"You want a piece of me?!" Raph roared.

"When I'm done," Raph growled, "a piece of you is all that's gonna be left!"

A sudden flash of red light lit up the rooftop.

Everyone froze.

Across the street, a squad of Kraangdroids emerged from the shadows—glowing eyes locked on them, weapons raised.

"Kraangdroids!" Leo called.

The man blinked. "Holy Toledo!"

Leo shot Raph a glare. "Way to blow our position."

The air cracked with blaster fire.

"Kraangdroids!" Leo shouted, eyes narrowing as lasers sizzled past his head. "Scram!"

The team scattered, flipping and diving across the rooftop. From the stairwell doorway, Vic crouched with wide eyes and a shaking hand clutching his phone.

"Holy cow," he breathed. "They're some kinda... kung fu frogs. And... weasels?! Kung fu frogs and weasels!"

As the Hamato siblings sprang into action, Vic hit record without hesitation.

"Keep going, kung fu freak squad. This is pure gold!"

Raph barreled past him, smashing his fist into a Kraang's faceplate. Leo kicked another across the roof in a clean arc. Mikey somersaulted through a volley of lasers, landing a perfect strike with his nunchucks. Donnie whacked a Kraang in the midsection with his bo staff, knocking it off its feet.

Ariel zipped around like a spark, her meteor hammer spinning. "I'm a ferret, thank you very much!" she snapped as she hooked a Kraang and flung it into a vent.

Yuki, all precision and grace, darted between blaster fire and slashed clean through a Kraang's weapon.

Vic kept filming, breathless. "Oh yeah. I'm gonna make a fortune off this."

"We're not frogs, you idiot!" Raph growled as he punched another droid.

"And they're not weasels!" Mikey shouted. "They're ferrets!"

Vic didn't even flinch. "Whatever! Frogs, lizards, weasels—it's a ninja zoo up here!"

Leo's voice cut through. "Guys—he's got us on video."

Raph's eyes locked on Vic's phone. "Not for long, he doesn't."

He charged—but Vic, surprisingly nimble, slammed the stairwell door shut with a loud CLANG!

Raph smacked face-first into the metal and slid to the ground, groaning.

Ariel winced. "Oooh. That's gotta hurt."

"Not as much as what I'm gonna do to that guy," Raph muttered.

Vic's voice echoed faintly from the stairwell as he fled. "I'm gonna make millions off you ninja weasel-toads!"

Yuki blinked slowly. "Weasel-toads. That's new."

Leo sighed. "Let's get out of here before he starts calling us possums."

Donnie checked the rooftop. "Fire truck's en route. Thirty seconds."

"Move out!" Leo ordered.

Raph pulled himself up, fuming. "No way I'm letting that guy walk away with that footage."

"And your dignity," Ariel added, smirking.

"I don't have time for dignity," Raph grumbled. "I've got a phone to smash."

His siblings had to drag him away.

Back in the lair, the atmosphere was thick with disappointment.

Splinter stood before them, arms folded, eyes cold. "Not only did Raphael alert the Kraang," he said, his tone sharp, "but you got caught... on video."

Raph threw up his arms. "Sensei, he was the angriest, nastiest guy you ever met!"

"Except for you," Mikey whispered.

WHACK.

Mikey yelped as Raph punched him in the shoulder.

"You should've heard the insults that guy was throwing at us!" Raph continued. "They were so... insulting!"

Splinter raised a brow. "Oh. I did not realize he said mean things. Of course, you had no choice but to jeopardize your mission."

Mikey raised his hand slightly. "Burn."

Raph glared.

"You are ninjas," Splinter said, voice now calm but firm. "You work in the shadows, in secret. This becomes difficult... if there is proof of your existence in high-definition."

"We know where he lives," Raph argued. "We just find him, shake him until the tape pops out!"

"There is no tape," Donnie offered, trying to be helpful. "Video phones use flash memory—"

He stopped as Raph growled at him.

Splinter's voice darkened. "Anger is self-destructive."

"I always thought it was others-destructive," Raph muttered.

"Raphael. Stand up."

Raph stood, arms tense at his sides.

Mikey, already grinning, leaned to Donnie and whispered, "Somebody's in trouble..."

Ariel, sprawled across the couch upside down, snorted. "Ooooh. This is gonna be good."

Yuki, seated on the dojo mat with arms folded, didn't even glance over. "Maybe if Raph could keep his temper under control for five minutes, we would be just fine."

"Hey!" Raph snapped. "He called you a weasel!"

"I am a ferret," Yuki said flatly. "I just didn't get offended because I have self-control."

Ariel raised her hand from the couch. "For the record, I also didn't explode. Even when he called us sewer-drenched hairballs."

"You do look like a sewer-drenched hairball," Raph muttered.

"And you look like anger issues with a shell," Ariel shot back.

Splinter cleared his throat.

Silence.

"I see," he said coolly. "Then we will address your anger... with a lesson in humility."

In the dojo, the lights were dim, casting long shadows across the floor. Raph stood in the center of the mat, arms folded, glowering.

Across from him, five of his siblings stood in a line—bows in hand, suction-cup arrows loaded and ready. Mikey, Leo, Donnie, Ariel, and Yuki.

Splinter paced calmly between them.

"Evade the arrows," he said.

Raph cracked his neck. "Easy."

"Hajime!"

The arrows flew. Mikey fired first—Raph ducked. Donnie followed—Raph spun out of the way. Yuki's arrow whizzed past his face, and Ariel's bounced harmlessly off his leg.

"Yame!" Splinter called. "Again."

Raph rolled his eyes.

"This time," Splinter continued, "you must also endure insults. Without retaliation."

The bows lowered slightly.

Leo blinked. "Wait... you want us to insult him?"

"Yes," Splinter nodded calmly. "And Raphael must not respond."

Ariel giggled, already bouncing. "This is gonna be the best training ever."

Yuki smirked faintly. "Finally. A skill I actually enjoy using."

"Hajime!"

Mikey grinned. "You move like a bloated buffalo." Thwip! An arrow smacked Raph in the shoulder.

"I do not—!"

Leo cut in. "And you're always whining. 'Nobody understands me!' Boo hoo." Thwip!

Donnie stepped up. "You snore like a clogged sewer pipe. And you have anger management issues."

Thwip!

Raph snarled but stayed silent.

Ariel let her arrow fly. "You smell like gym socks dipped in sewer water and sadness!"

"Hey—!"

THWIP! Right to the face.

Yuki raised her bow without blinking. "You think brute force makes you strong. It doesn't. It makes you reckless. And predictable."

Thwip! The arrow nailed his forehead.

"You guys are enjoying this way too much," Raph muttered.

Mikey: "Aw, is the baby turtle gonna cry?"

Donnie: "He needs his blankie."

Ariel: "And a nap. He gets cranky when he skips nap time."

Leo smirked. "What's the matter, Raph? Gonna throw a tantrum?"

"I am—gah!—not gonna cry!" Raph snapped, completely covered in arrows now.

He finally stomped off the mat. "This is stupid!"

Splinter approached slowly. "Ninniku seishin is the ability to endure insults with patience and humility. You cannot be a true ninja until you master it."

Raph muttered through gritted teeth, "Hai, Sensei..."

Yuki casually set down her bow. "That was cathartic."

Ariel held hers like a trophy. "Can we do this every night?"

Mikey grinned. "This was better than therapy."

Splinter raised an eyebrow. "You must get that video back. Using reason... not force."

Raph sulked. The rest looked way too pleased.

Vic's voice echoed through the stairwell as he stepped out of his apartment, phone pressed to his ear. "I'm tellin' you, they were frogs. Big, mean, kung-fu frogs. And, uh... some kinda weasel girls too. This footage is gonna go viral. You can't tell me that's not worth something."

Then—six shadows dropped silently onto the sidewalk in front of him.

Vic yelped, nearly dropping his phone. "AH! I'll call you back!"

The Hamato siblings stepped forward. Leo led, Raph close behind. Yuki stood to the side, arms folded, her gaze cold. Ariel crouched low near Mikey, tail flicking.

Vic raised a hand defensively. "Lay one finger on me, frog—or weasel—and I'm calling the cops."

Raph stepped forward, raising both hands. "We're not gonna hurt you."

"Then what do you want, freaks?"

"We got off on the wrong foot last night," Raph growled. "Some things were said... and we'd just like that video back. Hmm?" Leo shoved him. "Please?"

Vic sneered. "What are you gonna give me for it?"

Raph blinked. "Give you for it?"

"I got you over a barrel, frog boy. You gotta make it worth my while."

Raph's temper snapped. "I'll make it worth your while—"

Behind him, flames practically roared to life.

"I won't take your hand and smash it against the—"

"Okay, okay," Leo said quickly, shoving Raph back and stepping in. "Thanks, Raph. I'll handle it."

Raph folded his arms with a growl.

"So," Leo asked, voice measured, "what are you looking for?"

Vic puffed out his chest. "A cool mil oughta cover it."

Leo deadpanned. "A cool mil of what?"

"A million dollars," Vic said smugly.

Leo sighed. "We don't have a million dollars."

Mikey piped up. "We do have some Canadian quarters that fell through the grate!"

Ariel added helpfully, "And I found a sparkly rock in the sewer. I'm willing to trade."

Vic scoffed. "Look, I can make real money off this. If you don't want to pay up, I'll hold on to it until someone else does."

Raph growled again.

"THAT'S IT!" he roared, grabbing Vic by the collar and slamming him against the side of a van. "Hand over the video or I'll kick your hairy butt all the way to Jersey!"

A sudden engine roar made them all turn.

"Guys!" Leo shouted. "The Kraang!"

A black van screeched around the corner.

"Look out!" Leo shoved them all down just as the van zipped by, narrowly missing them.

Leo stood. "Let's not let this one get away!"

The van looped back around. Raph grabbed a trash can and hurled it—CRASH!—right through the windshield. The van skidded and slammed into a wall.

"Well," Raph grinned, "that was easy."

The doors opened—and Kraangdroids emerged, blasters already firing.

"Ooh-kay," Raph muttered.

The siblings sprang into action. Yuki flipped forward, slashing one droid with her twin tantos. Ariel bounded off a crate, lashing out with her meteor hammer and cackling.

Vic was recording again.

Leo's voice cut across the fight. "He's recording again!"

Raph's head whipped around. "Not for long."

He lunged for Vic, but the man ducked into the van, scrambling to grab his phone. Raph jumped in right after him.

"Raph!" Leo called. "What are you doing?! Get back here—RAPH!"

But the doors slammed shut, and the van peeled off with Raph trapped inside.

The others rushed to the street, watching the vehicle vanish into the distance.

"Raph's in the van!" Leo barked.

Inside, Raph fought off droid after droid. Sparks flew. Vic cowered in the corner as Raph finished them off and held out a hand.

"Let's go."

Vic hesitated. "Forget it. You lizards don't wanna buy my video? Maybe they will."

"RAPH!" Donnie's voice echoed through the comm.

But Raph was already grabbing Vic's collar again. "Listen, you idiot! Frogs are not lizards! And we're not frogs!"

Another Kraang attacked, sending Raph flying out the van and into the street with a grunt.

Vic smirked. "So long, froggy."

He turned to the Kraang. "Yo, thanks for the backup. So are you guys triplets or what?"

Back on the street, Leo helped Raph up.

"Nice going, Raph."

"What'd I do?!"

Leo turned on him. "What'd you do? You abandoned us mid-fight just to chase some guy! Because of your temper, the guy with the footage—"

"Technically it's a flash drive," Donnie mumbled.

"NOT now!"

Donnie pointed. "The truck's leaking."

Leo exhaled. "We can follow it. Let's move."

"I say we bash some bots!" Raph said, cracking his knuckles.

"You're going home," Leo said coldly.

"What? Are you serious?"

He turned to the others. "Guys?! Come on."

Yuki didn't even glance at him. "Leo's right."

Mikey shrugged. "Sorry, bro."

Raph stood alone as the team vanished into the shadows.

The warehouse loomed ahead, bathed in eerie shadows. A faint chemical trail shimmered on the cracked pavement—Donnie's confirmation that they were in the right place.

"We're here," Leo whispered.

Mikey glanced around nervously. "Are we really gonna do this without Raph?"

Leo didn't hesitate. "We can handle it."

"I don't know..." Mikey muttered. "It just feels like something's missing."

SLAP.

"Ow!" He rubbed the back of his head. "Thanks."

"Happy to help," Leo said calmly. "Let's go."

The three turtles crept up to the rooftop, slipping inside through a broken skylight. Yuki landed silently behind them, already scanning the perimeter, blades drawn just in case. Ariel dropped in last, flipping with a small flourish—and immediately tripped over a loose tarp.

She yelped quietly, catching herself on all fours.

"I meant to do that," she whispered.

"Of course you did," Yuki muttered, not even turning around.

Dust danced in the air. The warehouse was dark and cold, crates piled high like walls. Mikey froze mid-step, staring at the thick cobwebs stretched between the boxes.

"...Spiders," he whispered, grimacing.

"Gross," Ariel said softly. "What if they're like, radioactive? I am not mutating again."

"Focus," Yuki hissed, already perched on a stack of crates with barely a sound.

Donnie crept forward, only for a small, twitching shape to land on his shoulder.

THWACK.

"OW!" Mikey cried, staggering back. "What was that for?!"

"There was a spider on you," Donnie said.

"Well, there's a spider on you too!"

"No, there isn't—"

"Come here, you punk!"

Mikey lunged, smacking Donnie on the head. They scuffled, whisper-fighting and knocking into a stack of crates.

Leo hissed, "Shh!" and glared.

Ariel slowly leaned toward Yuki and whispered, "What are the odds they both trip and knock themselves out before this is over?"

Yuki's eyes didn't leave the darkness ahead. "Hopefully high."

Deeper in the warehouse, the Kraang were gathered in front of a massive machine, glowing with alien energy. In a chair nearby, Vic was bound and very much annoyed.

"The image that is the image on the phone is pleasing to the eye of Kraang," said one droid.

"This is true," another agreed. "Kraang is looking what is known in Earth terms as 'handsome' in this phone."

Vic squirmed. "Well, you guys drive a hard bargain. Tell you what—I'll drop it down to 500,000. And you can keep the phone. Okay, 400,000."

Kraang: "This is our fight with the creatures called the turtles."

Kraang 2: "The usefulness of this will be proven usefully with the more watching of this."

Kraang 3: "Also, this is being a good image of Kraang."

Kraang 4: "We should be showing the image of Kraang to Kraang."

Meanwhile, Vic's chair began sliding away—he looked back in surprise. Mikey grinned mischievously from the shadows, his chain coiled around the leg of the chair as he dragged Vic toward them. Ariel, perched above on a crate, gave him a thumbs-up while chewing on licorice she'd swiped from someone's bag.

Leo crouched low beside Yuki. "We're gonna get you out of here."

Vic hissed, "What about my phone?"

Leo: "Shh."

"Don't shush me. I ain't leaving here without my phone!"

The Kraang turned, alerted.

"Stop the one that needs to be stopped. Stop!"

Blaster fire erupted. Donnie groaned. "Remind me why we're rescuing this guy?"

As chaos broke loose, Vic's eyes locked on his phone—bouncing and skidding across the floor as the turtles fought. Yuki flanked left with Donnie, slicing through a Kraang droid's arm as Ariel scrambled to keep up beside Mikey, dodging laser fire with practiced agility.

Vic rolled himself toward the phone, but a Kraang blast struck the wheels of his chair, sending him toppling over backward.

"Got it!" he yelled, hand slamming down on the phone... and directly onto a spider.

The next blast hit a canister above him.

CRACK.

The mutagen spilled, oozing green and sizzling as it poured onto him.

Vic screamed. The warehouse fell silent.

"What was that?" Donnie whispered.

One Kraang cautiously stepped between two machines. A moment later, it flew backward, its body limp and sparking.

"I don't like the sound of that," Mikey said.

A hulking shape emerged from the shadows.

Vic was no longer human. His form was bloated and monstrous, a black widow hybrid with four glowing red eyes and jagged fangs. Bulky limbs curled over his body, and arachnid claws clicked above his head.

Mikey backed away slowly. "...I don't like the look of it either."

The creature snarled, voice distorted and furious. "What did you do to me?! I'm hideous!"

Leo stepped forward. "Don't worry. The six of us can handle him."

Donnie cleared his throat. "This might be a bad time to point out that you sent one of the six of us home."

Mikey raised his hand. "And right now, I really wish it was me."

Vic roared. "This is your fault! I'm gonna rip your heads off!"

Leo raised his swords. "All right, guys—prepare to dish out the mighty wrath of justice!"

Donnie groaned. "Just yell, 'get him!'"

Leo: "Get—oof!"

He was sent flying into a stack of crates.

Donnie rushed forward, but Vic blocked his staff with one claw and backhanded Mikey into a wall.

Mikey stood, woozy. "Is... that all you've got?"

Vic answered by spitting a yellow acid at the ground, melting straight through the floor.

"You just had to ask!" Ariel says.

"That's not the answer I wanted," Mikey muttered, stumbling back.

The mutant advanced. Donnie tried to flank him but was slammed aside. Ariel tossed a crowbar at his legs—he barely flinched. She squeaked and dove behind a barrel.

Mikey hurled barrels at his face—one hit the fangs directly, and Vic snarled, spitting it back across the room.

The floor began to give way beneath them.

"Uh-oh," Donnie said. "Structural integrity compromised!"

With a sharp crack, the floor collapsed—and Leo, Donnie, Mikey, Yuki, and Ariel all went down with it.

They groaned as they landed hard on a lower level.

Mikey wheezed, "We're no match for Spider Bytez."

"...Spider Bytez?" Leo echoed.

Mikey shrugged. "He's a spider, and he bites. So I thought—"

"We get it."

Above, the monster leapt after them. He towered over the group, hissing with rage.

"This bug is fast," Leo muttered.

Donnie corrected, "Spiders aren't actually bugs, they—OW!"

He was grabbed mid-sentence and flung across the room into a crate.

Vic—no, Spider Bytez—spat acid, pinning Leo and Mikey against the wall.

"Playtime's over, frogs and weasels!"

Then a new voice echoed from the shadows.

"Wow. I didn't think this guy could get any uglier."

"Raph!" his siblings called.

Raph somersaulted downward, landing with a heavy thud, his fists already clenched.

Leo raised a brow, smirking despite the chaos. "Well, I think you've been punished long enough. Come and join us."

Across the room, the monstrous figure of Vic—now Spider Bytez—turned his glowing red eyes on the new arrival.

"Well, well," he rasped, voice dripping with venom. "It's the kung fu frog with the salad tongs."

Raph cracked his knuckles. "And it's the loudmouth freak who's about to get his butt kicked."

With a hiss, Spider Bytez spat a glob of yellow goo at him.

Raph sidestepped.

The acid splattered across the floor, rebounding against the walls before spitting in all directions. It landed with sizzles around the others, melting through the metal beneath them.

The floor gave out.

Leo, Donnie, Mikey, Yuki, and Ariel dropped hard onto the grid level just above a pool of greenish mutagen. The air sizzled from the acid's touch.

Donnie looked down with wide eyes. "Uh... let's not fall through this floor, okay?"

Spider Bytez stalked the edge. "Dance for me, frog."

More acid launched down, and Raph bolted into motion, flipping between steel beams and ricocheting off the walls with every attack. Spider Bytez chased him, leaping with terrifying speed and crashing through the ceiling above. The mutant's acidic spit flew wild, nearly catching Mikey's bandana and Ariel's tail.

Ariel tumbled, rolled, and launched herself back up using her meteor hammer to yank a metal crate between them and the acid.

Yuki, already drawing both tantos, slashed the webbing above them to clear the line of sight and barked, "Keep moving!"

Raph used the moment.

He grabbed a loose webline from above and swung down—slashing it midair just as he landed squarely on Spider Bytez's hunched back.

The mutant staggered and let out a roar, crawling up again.

"You think you can stop me?" Spider Bytez sneered. "Ribbit, ribbit. What's that, Tadpole? Too scared to leap off your lily pad and get the warts knocked off you?"

Raph inhaled through his nose. Exhaled slowly. His eyes were calm, for once.

"Like a river over stone."

He charged.

Raph slammed into Spider Bytez with full force, his strikes controlled, purposeful. The mutant lashed out with his claws, but Raph caught one and twisted, using Spider Bytez's own acid against him—spitting straight onto his armored limb. It hissed and sizzled as the creature shrieked.

"That's some kung fu, frog," he snarled.

"We're not kung fu frogs and my sisters aren't weasels," Raph growled. "We're Ninja Turtles and Ferrets."

With a unified cry, the rest of the team joined the fray.

Leo struck first, blades whirling in a blur, deflecting Spider Bytez's claws. Mikey cartwheeled through the air, slamming his nunchucks down on the mutant's head before kicking him in the face.

Donnie swept in, delivering a solid strike to the mutant's side. Yuki flipped over him with fluid grace, slicing across his back and landing beside Raph. Ariel, with a high-pitched screech, launched her meteor hammer like a yo-yo straight into Spider Bytez's glowing eyes.

"Gross and blind!" she shouted.

Raph moved in last, jumping high—then smashing his fists down with all his strength.

The creature stumbled. In the chaos, Raph reached into the tattered remains of the mutant's clothes... and grabbed the phone.

He crushed it.

The screen cracked. The plastic shattered in his fist.

Spider Bytez roared. "My phone! You guys are gonna regret this!"

He turned and leapt into the night, climbing the building like a nightmare, and disappearing over the rooftop's edge.

The team climbed after him, watching the darkness swallow the mutant whole.

"I know a nice black widow that'd be great for him," Donnie muttered, brushing webbing off his arm.

Leo gave Raph a look. "Good work."

Raph shrugged. "You don't have to apologize."

"I wasn't going to."

"...Oh. Good."

Mikey bounced beside them with a grin. "Not bad, Raph. For a bloated buffalo."

Raph turned, lunging with a growl.

Mikey yelped. "Okay, okay! Raph is all-wise and powerful!"

Raph grabbed him in a headlock.

"And?"

Mikey flailed. "And he's better than me in every possible way!"

The others, including Yuki, laughed.