Night.

You run outside, hearing the roar and smelling smoke. And there it is, a huge building on fire, flames shooting into the sky, red light reflecting off the wet pavement. The heat burns your face, even standing at a decent distance.

And right in front of this apocalyptic backdrop, looking pleased as punch, as if he'd done something brilliant, stands Mikey. He holds his hand up in the air, giving a thumbs up, grinning like this is the best idea he's ever had.

"So, that's pretty cool, huh?!" — he shouts over the crackling flames.

You stop, not believing your eyes.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"

Your voice breaks into a near-shout. Mikey blinks, as if he's just now realizing that you're not going to react the way he expected.

"Uh... well... I wanted to create a spectacular distraction!" — he starts to justify himself, waving his arms.

"Like ninja style: everyone looks there, and we're like - hop! And disappear!"

A huge piece of the roof falls into the building with a deafening roar. You grab your head.

"A distraction?! It's a fire, Mikey!"

He, not losing his optimism.

"Yeah... but it's as distracting as possible!"

At that moment, Raph flies out of the alley, his eyes almost red with anger.

"MICKEY! I'LL KILL YOU!"

Mikey is already backing away, smiling even wider.

"Hey, guys, don't be mad! Let's just say the mission is 200% complete! No one will remember us with such a fire show here!"

Donnie appears next, clutching his head.

"Do you even realize what you've done?! I can see at least twenty fire crews in three minutes!"

And Leo, as always, is trying to keep a straight face, but even his voice is shaking.

"Mikey... I have no words. Just... no words."