Nucleus was standing on the mountain's peak

Nucleus was standing on the mountain's peak overlooking the valley full of hazel nuts. His mouth flooded with saliva as his imagination rocketed off full of delicious thoughts.

"Holy fricken shnikies, that is a lot of hazel nuts" was the entirety of Nucleus's thought process. With that many hazel nuts, he'd be unstoppable. The one solitary issue with his

plan was that he was allergic to hazel nuts! Oh no! He must have forgotten in his panic. Oh well, as long as he didn't eat any. Just then, his phone rang. It was

his good buddy, John. "Get me some cheese!"

"C'mon just a little munster to tide me over until pay day. You know I'm good for it John" I knew Chuck E Cheese in his heyday, now he was shadow of his former self. "Cheddar?"

. Frrrrt. The sound (& smell) wafted over from Chuck E. "Roquefort?" Chuck E didn't bother to reply. "Let's see," I continued. "You now owe me..." "Shut yo ugly face!" cried ChuckE

Yes, ugly face, you're NOT a pink flamingo. You're nothing but a turtle who doesn't know even the first thing about ninjaism. So get lost! Go behind the bushes out there and dump a

deuce! There. I had told him off. What I didn't realize was that it was Donatello I had been talking to. Things took a turn for the worse when he applied a jumping roundhouse kick

To the already demolished interior.