In the kitchen of the lair, Leonardo, Raphael, and Donatello were trying to cook something for Michelangelo, who had fallen seriously ill. Using their Ninjutsu skills, Leonardo was spinning a pan with precise movements, Raphael was trying to cut ingredients with his sais, and Donatello was using his Bō to mix a strange dough. Despite their best efforts, the kitchen ended up a complete mess. There was food scattered everywhere, sauce on the walls, and the counter was ruined with pieces of dough and vegetables.

"This isn't working!" Leonardo complained, as he tried to control the chaos around him.

Raphael, his patience exhausted. "Mikey always cooks, how can he be so complicated?!"

Donatello, frustrated at the sight of the dough he had prepared. "This can't be healthy for him..."

The three brothers decided to go on patrol to find help. By an apartment building, they noticed a woman coming out, and Donatello quickly realized that she was a doctor, recognizable by her uniform. They kidnapped her and took her back to the lair. Terrified at the sight of mutants, the woman gulped as she observed Leonardo's katanas and Raphael's sais.

"Don't worry, we just need you to take care of our brother," Leonardo said, trying to sound calm, though the situation was no less tense.*

They took her straight to Michelangelo's room, which was in chaos. Empty pizza boxes were scattered all over the place, and clutter dominated every corner of the room. The doctor noticed that there were remains of pizza with fungus in an open box. What surprised her the most was a large white pair of underwear with pizza stains lying in a corner; Apparently, Mikey sometimes used it.

Michelangelo was lying in his bed, his orange bandana gone, his head buried in his pillows. His face was pale, his breathing heavy, and his temperature noticeably high.

"We'll do whatever it takes to get you to help him," Raphael said firmly, crossing his arms.