The Final Episode (TMNT 1987)

Dont You Even Dare

(Shredder)

The technodrome generator sputtered to a halt after the strenuous task bringing Krang back Today  caused. The lights flickered and began to slowly dim. Armed With Flashlights, Krang and the brainy turtle headed for the core to try and repair it.

The one called Michelangelo figeted around impatiently, shifting in his seat and glancing up at the large digital clock mounted on the wall.

"What's the hurry amphibian? Have a hot date scheduled?" I teased.

He crossed his arms and shot me an annoyed look.

"You know we are not actually amphib....." Raphael started to contradict.

"You know what, actually I do!" Michelangelo cut his brother off midsentance.

The other turtles just stared at him dumbfounded.

"Oh, Really?" I chuckled, not entirely believing it.

"With who?!" Raphael questioned loudly.

"My main flame." He beamed proudly.

"You don't mean...." Leonardo trailed off.

"Yup, A miss Buffy Shellhammer to be precise." He announced proudly.

Called it...

I sat back and prepared to enjoy the scene that was about to unfold.

"Really a real date? Like She knows this is happening and everything? Your not just going to rescue her from something?" Interrogated Raphael, voice filled with doubt.

"Correctamundo compadre, it's real." The Orange clad turtle replied smugly.

"Nice!" His Sai wielding brother approved.

"You can't be going out on dates right now, especially not with a human... The fate of the world is hanging in the balance." Scolded Leonardo.

"That's big talk coming from flower boy, don't you think Michelangelo?" Raphael sarcastically asked the other one.

"Indeed, now tell me bro isn't Lotus Blossom human?" Michelangelo peered suspiciously at his leader.

"What.... What are you talking about?" Leonardo poorly defended, meanwhile giving me a death glare.

"Don't look at me, I never said nothing." I shrugged in response.

"He didn't need to, You come home smelling like that plant, Then spend the rest of the evening alone in your room,  staring at a fresh Lotus flower in a vase...." Explained Michelangelo

"All moon eyed and lost in space. It didn't take ninja skills to figure out what was going on." Laughed Raphael.

"So bro, don't you even think about lecturing me right now." announced Michelangelo defiantly.

"Fine, Go on your date. Just don't expect me to rescue you if you get captured."

Flowerboy, I'm going to have to remember that one.

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After the power had been restored I took the turtles and miss O'Neal home in the module.

I could have ordered Bebop or Rocksteady to do it, but it would have been a real challenge to tear them away from Krangs side. They followed him and obediently were at his beck and call.  Like little lost puppies.

"Later Tin Grin" Raphael bid a sarcastic farewell as he shoved passed me out out the open module doors.

The turtles headed down the tunnels back towards their lair and miss O'Neal climbed the nearest manhole ladder to reach her news van, which was parked above.

I pressed the button to close the door, but the darn thing jammed.

Got to get Krang to fix that. I thought to myself as I unbuckled my belt and climbed around the seat to close the door manually.

My hand was firmly grasped around the handle, about to pull down when I heard a loud "No!"

It sounded like April.

"No, no no no!" She cursed again.

I stepped out of the module and quickly climbed up to the surface to investigate.

"Miss O'Neal are you ok?" I called out once her white boots were in view.

"They stole my Van! Somebody actually stole my Van!!" She shrieked in anger, staring at the empty spot were her Channel 6 news van had been Parked.

A pile of glass from what I assumed was was a broken window was all that remained of her mode of transportation.

I shook my head.... With the Turtles brand as outlaws not yet quite revoked, evil was running rampant on the streets. Evil that I wasn't at the helm of.

"ugh, my purse was under the seat. I can't even buy a cab!" She moaned in frustration.

The sun was starting to set, The city wasn't a safe place for a woman to walk around in all alone, not even a woman as tough as April.

"Allow me to walk you home." I offered, climbing out of the manhole and shaking the dust off my cape.

"No you don't have..." She started to argue.

"Please miss O'Neal, I insist."

"Why are you... being nice?" She crossed her arms and stared at me in suspicion.

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not being nice Miss O'Neal, I'm being... Tactical.                  If some mishap should befall you, whether my fault or no,the turtles would either, A: Blame me and call of the truce, or             B: Be so broken up over you that they would be useless in battle. So as you can see, Tactical.

"But someone is bound to recognize you." She made a valid point.

"What in this old thing?" I gestured to my attire.

"I'm just headed to one righteous costume shingdig, you feel me dude?" I acted, using my best Michelangelo impersonation.

"Alright fine, you can walk me home" She replied, laughing genuinely.

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