After finding out there were four turtles, all mutants like him and his crew, Superfly had invited them to a small bowling court.

All were having a good time. Some playing bowling, some eating or getting something from the vending machine. Superfly was sat in one booth, his normal big arms relaxing on the back of the booth seat while his right claw was set on the booth table. He was clearly pleased that there were other mutants besides him and his crew.