"Grab that box and load the van." ordered a tall man with a purple dragon tattoo winding around his neck and over his bald head. A group of purple dragons were busy gathering supplies for the Shredder. ( I say gathering but what I really mean is stealing) As the loaded the last box, an empty cole can rolled toward the feet of the bald leader.

"huh...? as he bent down to pick it up, it exploded and dispersed a smoke screen. From the shadows, four turtles sped out and started kicking some purple dragon butt. Donatello knocked the feet out from the purple dragon closest to the van using his bō-staff. He turned around to view the contents of the boxes.

"Atracurium...? Now what would Shredder need this for?" Donnie mused to himself as the others fought off the hordes of purple dragons.

"Booyakasha!" Mikey yelled as he pummeled into a bunch of purple dragons. "Oh yeah, who's the man...or turtle?! Mikey is!" Mikey celebrated with his hands, nunchaku and all swinging in the air, not paying attention to his surroundings. Michelangelo did not notice one purple dragon swing his leg out, taking Mikey down to the ground. "GAAAAH!" Mikey screamed in surprise. THe purple dragon who tripped Mikey ran at him with a pipe. Mikey smiled. "Alley-oop!" he said amusingly as he brought his legs up and shoved the guy in the air, kicking him over his head. The guy screamed as he flew through the air and...right into Raphael. The hot-headed turtle growled at the guy who was knocked out on impact.

"MIIIIKEY!" Raph yelled as he shoved the guy off, just to get another purple dragon thrown at him.

"Raph, quit lying around and help!" Mikey laughed as he swung a nun-chaku around, hitting a purple dragon square in the jaw. Laughing, Mikey got out his kusarigama and swung it around. Not realizing that Donnie was busy looking through the van, Mikey threw a purple dragon into the van. The purple dragon's switchblade caught on a box, and a white powdery substance dispersed through the air in the van.

"Mikey! Don't go throwing people in here! I'm trying to...trying to...try..."Donnie began but passed out due to the sleeping agent found in the boxes.

"Donnie!" Leonardo, the leader, yelled out as his younger brother fell asleep. He kicked a purple dragon out of the way and ran to the purple-clad was already there laughing.

"Look! He's drooling!" Mikey poked Donnie laughing as he back kicked the last remaining Purple Dragon that came up behind them.

"Michelangelo! Now is not the time!" Leo stated in his lecture voice. He only used Mikey's full name when h was upset.

"Oh, come on, Leo. Donnie's drooling face is hilarious!" Mikey took out his T-Phone and snapped a picture.

"MIKEY!" Raph slammed the youngest turtle into th ground. "How do you like it, huh?!" Raph growled, obviously in an act of revenge for the two Purple Dragons Mikey threw at him. Raph grabbed Mikey in a headlock and started grinding his knuckles into Mikey's head.

"AHHH! I'm sorry, Raph!"

"Say it!"

"NOOOOO!" Raph dug his fist harder into Mikey's head.

"I said 'SAY IT!'"

"Fine...Raphael is all powerful, there is no one greater than hi..."

"Raphael, now is not the time!" Leo interrupted. "Get off of Mikey, we have to get Donnie home. I'll take care of these stolen boxes of...Atra..atra...whatever. Michelangelo, grab Donnie. Raph, help him. I will deal with the van." Leo gave the orders, but Mikey pouted.

"Awwwww...but I wanna drive the van."

"Michelangelo, this is NOT up for discussion." Leo angrily slammed the front door to the van and started it. Sighing, Mikey grabbed Donnie out of the back and closed the trunk. Leo drove off, leaving Raph and Mikey to get Donnie home.

"Ewwww! He's drooling on me!" Mikey screamed, earning a slap to the back of the head from Raph.

"Shut up and let's go home."

Later that evening, Donnie was awake, Raph was punching the practice dummy and Mikey was reading a comic book. Leo walked in the lair, done with turning the van into the police, discreetly of course. Looking up from his comic, Mikey smiled and saif,

"Yo, Leo! Look at the pic I gor of Donnie sleep-drooling! It came out really..." Leo grabbed Mikey's comic book and glared at his brother.

"Mikey, why can't you take anything seriously? You have been goofing off all week, missing training, making messes, and today your antics were totally uncalled for!"

"Shellax, dude, we won didn't we?" Mikey shrugged off the lecture and reached for his comic book.

"No, MIkey, you just don't get it. Because of you, Raph could have been hurt, Donnie passed out and you almost got your head caved in. You have to learn that sometimes it's not okay to joke around!" Mikey looked hurt, obviously not liking the lecture. Raph turned away from the practice dummy.

"I can't believe I'm saying this...but Leo's right" Raph walked up behind Mikey, glaring down at him with his arms crossed. "You threw two of those Purple Dragons at me. The first one was an accident, but the second one was just to be cute. I'm...We're fed up with it, Mikey!" Mikey looked away from his older brothers.

"But...but I.."

"No 'buts,' Mikey. Sometimes it's just not funny." Leo continued.

"I have to agree with you two on this," Donnie joined in. "Why can't you be more serious, Mikey?" Before any of them could say anything else, Master Splinter walked into the room, calling them to the dojo for meditation training.

In the dojo the brothers sat in fron of their Master and father, listening to his voice.

"Clear your mind...today, you will be looking at yourself, your inner self. What makes you, you...Michelangelo, close your eyes...now...breathe in...dig deep into your soul, sense yourself...breathe out...breathe in..." Soon, Master Splinter's voice trailed off as Mikey tried his best to calm his mind, but all he kept thinking about was what his brothers said about his jokes and being serious. "But that's not who I am..." Mikey thought. "They just want me to be like them...they don't understand me..." Mikey drifted off into meditation. Deep in his trance, Mikey looked around. He was in a large bright room with toys, comics and a lot of pictures of him and his family laughing and having fun together. To his back he felt something warm. He turned around and saw a glowing ball of orange light, which was illuminating the room. It was really bright, but it did not hurt Mikey's eyes as he looked at it. As he walked towards it, he began to feel really happy. He smiled as he looked into it...then it hit him! This was what Master Splinter was talking about! His inner self! Mikey reached out and touched it. He was immediately filled with laughter, the urge to smile and the warmth of love. Mikey loved it.

"Why can't you be more serious?" The thought caused Mikey to pull violently away from the light.

"This is...me...I can't...I can't be like Leo...or Donnie...or even Raph..." looking around the room of his inner self, he tried to find something that could help him. Looking up he saw something that looked like a garage door of some kind. Suddenly, Mikey had an idea. If he closed that partly, maybe he could be more like his brothers. Mikey jumped up and grabbed the bottom of the door. He pulled a couple of times, trying to get it unstuck. The door suddenly became loose and started coming down, hard and fast. Before he could stop it, the door slammed shut, plunging the room into darkness.