The Final Episode (TMNT 1987)

What Heart?

Epilogue....

(From the Shredder one shot)

'What Heart?'

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"No Rocksteady, for the last time I will not let you drive the Module!"

I yelled at my pea brained henchman, as we returned home from yet another failure of a mission.

Thwarted by those blasted turtles again!

The giant Mutant Rhino sighed disappointedly.

I looked over at him.

His tough grey skin had small scratches all over it, and patches of black and blue.

I turned my head to look back at Bebop, the mutant warthog who was sitting in the back seat.

He looked rough as well.

A long thin cut ran from his shoulder all the way down to his upper chest.

Leonardo's Katana blade no doubt, as it was much to thin to be a Sai wound.

They took a beating today, regrettably we all did.

I rolled my eyes.

"Fine, tomorrow we must go topside for supplies, if you promise not to say anything annoying for the rest of the trip, then tomorrow I will let you drive.

He perked up immediately and smiled.

"Thanks boss."

We were on our way to the technodrome, hopefully after Krang was finished ranting about yet another utter failure, he would would have dinner waiting for us.

As it was getting rather late, and sadly getting my butt kicked yet again has left me physically exhausted and hungry.

And as infuriatingly annoying as that little brain was, he did make a rather mean chili!

The engine sputtered to a halt just right before we reached the tunnel that led to the entrance of the underground area where we parked the giant golf ball shaped craft that we called home.

"Bebop!"

I shouted.

"Did you fill the module up before we left the technodrome this morning?!?"

The reddish brown part man, part warthog, all moron, flinched.

"Uh no boss..."

That bumbling bafoon!

I can't even trust him with one simple task.

"Alright both of you, get out and push."

About 2 hours later, we finally pulled up beside the technodrome.

"Put some gas in this and park it!"

I ordered them, jumping out and heading for the entrance.

The doors slid open and I stepped inside.

It was cool inside, which was a very nice relief from the underground heat.

It also meant Krang had fixed the A/C.

The cockpit was empty, which surprised me because usually he waited here to ambush me with insults.

"Krang?"

I called out.

The Technodrome was a big place, maybe he was doing something, somewhere else.

No answer.