Chapter 3

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For the most part, the turtles found the show pretty entertaining. Raph almost fell out of his seat at one point, and soda came out of Leo's nose when he laughed.

"Aw, weak!" Raph exclaimed as his brother's soda splashed on his head; Leo was facing Raph's direction when the soda came out of his nose.

"Hey, Raph, maybe we should call you Sodahead," Mikey said, laughing and pointing at the angry turtle.

"And maybe we should call you Black Eye!" Raph yelled. He got up and prepared to punch Mikey, only to be held back by Leo and Donnie.

"There will be no fighting here," Leo said. "We might be seen!"

Raph took a few deep breaths, and Leo and Donnie let go of him. "Fine, I won't punch Mikey."

"Good," said Donnie. "Now, let's just enjoy the rest of the show." He and his brothers sat back down and watched Marvel and Cato and their funny antics.

"Awesome! Looks like the finale's coming up!" said Mikey. He grinned and held his binoculars up.

The turtles turned their attention to the stage as Cato announced to the audience, "All right everyone, pay close attention, 'cause my buddy Marvel's gonna chug an entire bottle of soda in under three seconds!"

Donnie laughed at that and said, "There's no way he can pull that off. It's impossible to drink an entire bottle of anything in under three seconds, no matter what the size."

"Let's see if you're proven wrong, Mr. Smartyshell," Mikey retorted. He and his brothers then actually paid attention to the duo on stage.



While the turtles were watching the show, Shireen jumped up and down and cheered for Marvel and Cato to start their final act. Her white pigtails bounced as she hopped in her seat.

"Yeah!" she exclaimed. "I believe in you, Marvel!"

When Cato said, "Go!" and started the stopwatch, Marvel opened and chugged the small bottle of orange soda he had with him. After he was done, Cato revealed that it actually took Marvel five seconds, not three.



Donnie turned to Mikey and said, "Told you."

"D'oh!" Mikey said.

"Uh, that Marvel guy doesn't look too good," said Leo. He pointed out Marvel, who looked, well, not good. The other three turtles turned their attention back to the stage.

"You're right, Leo," said Raph. "He looks like he's gonna be sick."

Marvel vomited the orange soda back onto the stage, making half the audience cry out in disgust, while the other half—Shireen included—laughed.

"Oh, God!" Raph exclaimed. "Gross!"

"Oh, that is disgusting!" said Leo.

Mikey laughed hysterically and said, "I don't know what you guys are talking about! That was priceless!"

"Oh, shut up, Mikey!" said Raph.

"Uh, Donnie, are you okay?" Leo asked, which got Raph and Mikey's attention. Donnie looked greener than he normally was, which seemed like a sign that he was nauseous and about to puke.

"Maybe we should get you outside," Leo said as people began filing out of the building.

"I'm not gonna make it!" Donnie said. He spun around, opened his mouth and released a stream of his lunch from earlier that day. He would have fallen over if Leo hadn't caught him in time.

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