Turtles' Big Sister

Journey to the Center of Mikey's Mind

"Finally, a little action!" Raph said. He and the others stood on the bridge watching as they flew past other ships. "Check out all the ships!"

"Dudes, Zayfod's Cantina is bumping!" Mikey exclaimed, hands pressed against the screen. "I bet their food is...out of this world."

"That joke is older than the rings of Morvuz-9!" Fugitoid sighed.

"So, why are we going here again?" Leo asked.

"We promised a way to break into the Triceraton Mothership, didn't we?" Max responded. "If you wanna steal the first piece of the Black Hole Generator, the first step is to--"

"Distract them with pepperoni!" Mikey interrupted, holding up a long stick of pepperoni he'd gotten from who-knew-where. "Look at the size of this!"

"Mikey, pay attention!" Nyx snapped. "This is important stuff! Ugh. Continue, Max."

Mikey popped up behind the brunette and smacked her with the pepperoni. Nyx growled and started chasing him around the room.

"The first step is to acquire a schematic of the Mothership from a shady information dealer named Vrax Belebome," Max stated.

"So, where do we find this guy?" Casey asked, sitting on the back of one of the stations.

"In a place where Terrans are not welcome," Hunter responded. "April and Casey will have to stay behind."

"Aww, come on!" April complained. "Stay behind?"

"Oh, this is alien racism!" Casey growled. He lost his balance and toppled off the space station and onto the floor. "Whoa!"

April stared at him for a moment before looking back at Hunter. He arched a brow, vir arms folded. "We'll stay here."

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After suiting up, they headed into the cantina. Fugitoid carried some sort of briefcase. Once inside, Pepper removed her helmet as all the aliens inside stopped and looked over the group, staring. Pepper heard a glass shatter. After a few seconds, they lost interest.

Raph sighed. "For once a place we can sit down, blend in, and eat a meal!"

Leo shook his head. "Don't get too comfortable, Raph."

"In fact, don't make eye, hand, or tentacle contact with anyone or anything," Fugitoid added, leading them through the cantina. "These are outlaws with nothing to lose."

Pepper scanned the cantina, her tail twitching uneasily. She heard a clatter and turned toward the sound to see Mikey with a one-eyed alien.

"My din-din!" the alien snapped. "You trying to start something, sucka?" He pulled out a gun and aimed it at Mikey. "'Cause I got a great ending for you. Got a problem, doofus?"

"Sorry, dude." Mikey quickly picked up the food, putting it back on the fallen tray and holding it out to the alien. "Just picking up the food for you." It sounded more like a question than a statement. "My bad."

Pepper worked her way over through the crowd to put herself between her brother and the blaster. "Uh, sorry about this, sir. My brother here is...odd," she said.

The alien growled as the others made their way over. Pepper grabbed the hilt of one of her swords.

"Wait, stop!" Fugitoid called quickly, running between Pepper and the alien.

"Oh, it's you," the alien said, lowering his gun. "And these idiots is your muscle, huh? Sorry looking bunch, I must say." Pepper growled, tail twitching. The alien moved to a nearby table, sitting down. "Come on; grab seat there, Honeycutt."