Master Splinter is reclining, using his tail to keep his balance while he enjoys his new gluttonous lifestyle. After his sons returned from their adventures in space, they would feed him excessive amounts of pizza, burgers, remember, anything fattening so that they won't lose their father again. At first, Splinter wanted to maintain his stoic figure, but as his prodded a finger in his navel, he wondered why he didn't let himself go sooner? Splinter would clasp his love handles and watch his gut jiggle in his hands. He'd smack his gut to intimidate his sons for more food. And Splinter was always eating now, eating every meal his sons place in front of him. Splinter enjoyed being fat, and as he noisily munched on his 12th slice of pizza, he would only get fatter and fatter.