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“More pizza for me!” Raph roars, planting his fist in one of the feet of Pizzasaurus.
“Leave some for me~!” Leo smiles, teleporting the other foot three miles down the street.
The monster comes to a standstill with a painful shout. Only the mozzarella keeps it from falling flat on the concrete.
“Hey! I was saving that for later!” Michael shouts, taking cheese and toppings from his pizza pet to bombard his brothers with.
“Ha! Do you think that would get us? Come on, Mikey.” Leo steps on Raphael’s foot, causing Raph’s mouth to open wide. “I got a trash can right here!”
“Gosh darn it!” The box shell stamps his foot. As he watches his big brother chomping all the ammo, he pulls down the stolen goggles on his head.
Michael snickers as he finds his frustration somehow causing the goggles to pop out two laser guns.
“I loooove these glasses!” Firing at will at his distracted brothers, the two freeze like deer.
“Uh oh.” Raph goes.
“I got this!” In a panicked attempt, Leo creates a portal to redirect the laser beams to the sky.
Looking at the portal, the snapping turtle Mind Melds with his blue bro.
“You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’?”
Leonardo grins. “Snap attack?”
“Snap attack!”
Raphael leaps into the portal, appearing above Mikey. He smashes his fists together, making tons of see-through projections of himself.
“It’s time for dinner, boys!” Original Raph growls, giving his clones the signal to eat from every side of the monster.
“You fools! Pizzasaurus can regenerate!” Mikey sneers, shooting the copies down with ease.
Giving another signal to Leo, they nod to one another.
“Special delivery!”
Michael’s eyes widen as an “Eep!” leaves his mouth.
Raph powered up to grab the car Leo dropped on top of him. He twirls the red car before throwing it at the cheesy stomach of the beast.
Though, Mikey’s smile didn’t leave his face. Instead, he calmly makes a circle with his hands in front of his plastron.
“O!” He shouts with enthusiasm.
A hole opens up in the middle of pizzasaurus, letting the car pass through and land on the street behind it.
“Hehehe.” Mikey chuckles while putting his hands proudly on his hips.
“Oh, come on!” The brothers both grumble.
Leo turns his head to his purple brother, who just released a small dark cloud from his beaker.
‘’Is it done yet?!’’ Leo shouts, tapping his foot on the ground as he awaits an answer.
Donatello sighs. ‘’Why, yes, Leon. It was done for a while now and I decided not to speak up.’’
‘’Really?’’
Donnie lets out a disappointing groan. ‘’No! Genius takes time.’’ The soft shell snarks as he returns to work.
‘’At least he’s as slow as a real turtle, huh, Raph?’’ Leo chuckles, but is grabbed by his big brother like a wooden plank. ‘’Raph?’’ Watching fear sweat dripping down the snapping turtle’s face, Leo looks up. ‘’Oh boy..’’
‘’HAH!’’ Mikey throws back the same car that the two brothers used. ‘’This is a two-way street, baby!’’ Pizzasaurus follows with a roar to the sky.
Raphael bolts out of the way, barely dodging the debris of the car when it flies into pieces.
‘’Are ya ok, Leo?’’ Raph heaves himself up from Leo’s shell.
‘’Next to the sudden increase of gravity and an awful taste of dirt in my mouth- Yeah, I’m good.’’ As they both rise to their feet, the slider checks in with his brother. ‘’So, any other bright ideas?’’
‘’Hmm..’’ After a quick ponder, Raph’s pupils widen. ‘’I got one!’’ He leans towards Leo, whispering the plan to a now doubtful turtle.
‘’You sure that would work?’’
‘’It’s his advice, what better way to stop him than by using his own method?’’
Leo nods stumped. ‘’Ya know, fair.’’ He shrugs.
Planting their back foot on the pavement, the two take off.
‘’Give it all ya got, Leo!’’
‘’Oh, I got this!’’ The slider skits past the monster, waving his sword in the air.
‘’Hey, Mikey! I gotta be honest with you.’’ He then points the sword at the box shell, who just turned around. ‘’Your evil jokes are sad 6 out of 10.’’
Anger flares up in Mikey’s eyes. ‘’Don’t you mean your jokes?!’’ He points his guns at Leo. ‘’Because mine are fire!’’ Michael shoots relentlessly at his brother. Leo evades the lasers at the last moment, not breaking a sweat.
‘’Come on, Big M! I thought your aim would be better as a villain!’’ He playfully sticks out his tongue.
‘’Maybe if you would sit still!’’ It was then that the gun locked on to the Sliders movements. Mikey smirks to himself. ‘’Maybe I will let you go out with a bang!’’
‘’Ha! Try me-!’’ As Leo steps forward, he trips over a pole on the ground. ‘’Aw, man! I just got rid of the taste.’’
‘’You’re mine now!!’’ The box shell pulls the trigger, relishing his future victory. ‘’Uh.’’ However, the guns don’t seem to fire. ‘’Is there a laser stuck in there or somethin’?’’ Peeking into the hole of the gun, he hears a rumbling noise from inside it.
A flag with ‘’Blammo!’’ spits out of the guns.
‘’What the?!’’
‘’Seems like you’re out of fancy lasers~!’’ Leo grins, placing both hands on his hips.
‘’I can still squash you!’’ Mikey throws aside his guns and raises his fist into the air, making Pizzasaurus do the same. ‘’Any last words?’’
‘’I always wanted to be buried in pizza one day, Mike.’’ Leon’s eyes dart to the side for a second, focusing back on Mikey soon after. Leo’s eyes spark with confidence. ‘’But today is not that day!’’
Raphael appears from behind a confused Michael. ‘’Hug Jitsu!’’ With a gentle tackle, Raph takes down the pizza king. They both fall towards the ground. The box shell struggles to get out of his grasp, but to no avail.
‘’Power Smash Jitsu!’’ The snapping turtle protects himself and Mikey as they safely land.
‘’Huh, it worked!’’ Watching his brother holding the youngest in a forced arm lock, he adds. ‘’Kind of.’’
Pizzasaurus stands motionless, not having orders, he now has no motive to attack.
‘’What do we do with this big pizza guy though?’’ Leo questions.
‘’He would be a great test subject.’’ Finally stepping out of the shadows, Donnie shows himself.
‘’Is it done?’’ Raph asks, staring at the boiling beaker his brother holds.
‘’I hope so. I reverted the effects of the previous dose, so it should get Mikey back to normal.’’ He then walks over to the pizza monster’s foot.
‘’Now, see. I don’t like it when he says ‘’should’’.’’ Raph squints as he observes his brother and the effects of the antidote closely.
‘’That and ‘’might’’ or ‘’possibily’’.’’ Leo smirks.
‘’Just watch my scientific cure in action and regret everything you just dared to utter, ok?’’ Donnie spills one drop of the flask on Pizzasaurus.
The turtles watch on as the face of the monster fades away. Cheese and mozzarella fill the streets. The creature drops flat on the concrete, now resembling a lifeless pizza.
‘’I told you it would-!’’
‘’We’re not using that on Mikey!’’ Raphael interrupts Donatello, bringing evil Mikey deeper into his chest. ‘’I do not want a literal pizza bro!’’
Donatello facepalms himself. ‘’No, Raph. Mikey won’t turn into a pizza-shaped turtle. The evil left the pizza monster, thus it returned to his normal state.’’
‘’So.. No pizza Mikey?’’
‘’No Pizza Mikey.’’
Raphael exhales in relief and brings Mikey back out. Holding him strongly by his shoulders. ‘’Alright, do it!’’
‘’I may not be able to move, but I can still bite you!’’ Michael fiercely chomps every direction to take his final stance.
‘’Remind me to never touch anything in Donnie’s lab.’’ Leo whispers to Raph in a shiver.
‘’Here it goes.’’ The soft shell pours the antidote over Mikey’s head. It didn’t take long for the liquid to get absorbed by Mike’s skin, soon after the box shell’s movements go from wild to abrupt limpness.
‘’Oh, no.’’ Leo shakes his head with a gasp. ‘’He killed him.’’
‘’No, I didn’t!’’ Donnie shouts. ‘’Have at least some faith in-’’
‘’Mrrhm..’’ A drowsy Michelangelo awakens. ‘’Where.. Am I?’’
Raph carefully puts his brother on the ground, still holding his arm to keep him from falling. Disorientated, the orange turtle takes in the chaos around him. Locking eyes with his very concerned brothers.
‘’You don’t remember?’’ Donnie raises an eyebrow, filling in more details in his Unboxer document.
‘’I remember getting you coffee and baking you pizza..?’’ Mikey rubs his head. ‘’It’s weird. My mind is all fuzzy.’’
‘’We’ll explain it all on the way back.’’ Leo takes Mikey off Raph’s hands.
‘’I do feel like I want to steal cookies for some reason..’’ Mikey mutters as the two start walking towards home.
‘’Come on, Raph. Let’s go.’’ Donnie pushes a drooling Raphael towards the sewer lid.
‘’But, D!’’ Raph’s lower lip trembles.
‘’No! You’re not eating that pizza!’’
‘’Why not?’’
‘’Are you seriously asking me that.’’
‘’Ok, fine!’’ Raph stomps off. ‘’But I’m not happy about missing free pizza!’’
Back at the lair, the four sit around the table with some fresh oven-baked, and not turtle-shaped, pizza by Chef Mikey.
Leo raises his glass of orange juice. ‘’To plan Blippy!’’
‘’Here, here.’’ Donnie clinks the glass together with Leo and a very puzzled Mikey.
Raph chuckles as the three smile and wait for their big brother to join. ‘’Yeah, to plan Blippy!’’ He laughs, cheering on with his bros.