Turtle Dove

Origami Tsunami

Ray watches with amusement as Raph silently mouths the lines of Lou Jitsu on the screen. "Okay, ha. How 'bout some... hot soup?" Raph mouths, mimicking the actions on screen by grabbing Donatello's chest and then Michelangelo's. The actors on the screen yell as they are tossed, and Raph playfully tosses his brothers too. Both of them yell as they fall face-first into a hot noodle soup. A noodle lands on Splinter's face, and he casually eats it.

"Too spicy for you?" Raph mouths, proud of his performance. Ray offers him a compliment, giving him a thumbs up. "Man, 'Teriyaki Shakedown' always gets me so jazzed!" Donnie exclaims, sharing his enthusiasm for the movie. Splinter stands up, appearing slightly annoyed, and says, "Then why do you insult the master with your poor technique?" With a sudden burst of agility, he leaps off the chair, spins in the air, and smashes into all three of his sons. "Hot soup!" he exclaims, smashing their faces back into the bowls, breaking both the bowls and the podiums they were on. The brothers groan in discomfort, while Splinter chuckles.

"Do not worry. Someday, you will be great ninjas with a little practice... is something I would say if I were a liar," Splinter jests, his words laced with humor. Ray chimes in, "Whoo, Splinter, you're almost like the real Lou Jitsu." Her comment causes the rat to momentarily choke on air, surprised by her observation. "Why would you say that?" he nervously asks. Ray ponders for a moment before responding, "Well, you almost know every line and move in the movies, but you are a lazy old rat." Splinter lets out a sigh of relief, realizing his secret hasn't been exposed... yet.

"That's nice of you to say, Pop, but I'm tired of practicing," Mikey complains. Raph adds, "Yeah, we can be heroes like Lou Jitsu!" Splinter laughs at his sons' aspirations. "Nice try," he remarks, as he walks away.

"We got the skills, we got the tight color-coordinated team look," Mikey points out, referring to their matching outfits. "The only thing we need is a villain," Ray suggests. Donnie, always the tech-savvy turtle, pulls out his purple tablet. "You know, let's see what the internet has to say about it, shall we..." he suggests.

Raph fist bumps Mikey, excited about the prospect. "Let's do it! Let's go out and bust some bad guys!" Leo, who has been quietly observing, hops up from behind Splinter's chair and then playfully flops over the back of it. "Yo, Leo, we're gonna be heroes!" Mikey enthusiastically tells his brother. Leo playfully slithers down so he's on his back on the chair seat. "Okay, what's the plan? Solve the city's rat problem?" he jokes

Splinter, hearing Leo's comment, swiftly smacks him in the face, knocking him off the chair. "Hey now, I am standing right here," Splinter reprimands. Leo sits up, rubbing his head, while Raph looks at him skeptically. "Pfft, no way. We're crime fighters!" he asserts confidently.

Donnie jumps in with an idea, showing a news article on his tablet. "Okay, check this out. The Spine Breaking Bandit!" he suggests. Raph chuckles, rubbing his hands together. "Yeah, go big or go home!"

Leo intervenes, sliding in between Mikey and Donnie. "Yeah, go home on a stretcher. What else have you got?" he questions. Donnie sweeps his finger across the tablet to bring up another screen. "Uh, okay, here's something. The Long Island Mangler!" he reads aloud.

Leo places his hand on Donnie's tablet, offering his perspective. "Okay, Donnie. I appreciate your effort, but maybe we should save mangling and spine-breaking for, I don't know, our second day?" Ray agrees with Leo, adding her opinion. "I kinda agree. We're just starting out."

The brothers momentarily stare at Leo, contemplating his words. Donnie breaks the silence, teasingly suggesting, "You know, if you say it like Ray, we might have a little more respect for you." He then returns his focus to the tablet.

"Mm, well, this one's kind of lame. Someone stole paper from a delivery truck," he continues reading. Leo snatches the tablet out of Donnie's hands and strikes a heroic pose. "Not on my watch! That's exactly the kind of junior-level mischief we can put an end to."