Previously...

Donatello quieted everyone as he leaned up against the control room door and listened, hearing two very familiar voices on the other side.

"There's got to be some sort of reverse switch for this thing," growled one voice.

"I designed it as a destructive death-laser," burbled the other. "How on your miserable planet's biosphere are you supposed to reverse that, you simpleton??"

"You're the slimy genius who designed the entire Technodrome, so you tell me!" Shredder was frustrated, not only because he'd been the one to activate the laser, but Michelangelo was rapidly making him feel a lot less intimidating in comparison.

"There's too great a chance I'd only make things worse," his alien counterpart croaked. "We need to escape before we're crushed flatter than a pancake!"

"There's nowhere to escape to, Krang!" Shredder gestured to the view screen overwhelmed by a fraction of the turtle's huge belly. "The entire cavern is filled with -that-, and -you- filled the Technodrome with alligator, if I remember correctly! On top of that, -you- were the one who wanted to use snack cakes as a power source!"

"It's not my fault you earthlings made them so... fattening!"

"THAT'S PRACTICALLY THEIR ENTIRE PURPOSE, YOU GELATINOUS MORON."

Donatello nodded to himself. With the two villains arguing with each other, now was a perfect time to catch them off guard! Hitting the button to open the door the group lumbered in as heroically as three extremely obese mutants and a robot that was part-toaster could manage. "Looks like your plans got squashed, Shredder!"

Both villains turned, and Krang looked horrified to see even more fat mutants moving in on them. "The turtles! Or one of them, anyway. And by the X, they're -all- getting fatter! We must stop them before they make things even worse!"

Shredder's eyes narrowed as he confronted Donatello's allies. "...Bebop! Rocksteady? Good lord, you two look even more disgustingly useless than ever!" He poked the rhino in the belly to emphasize his point. "I told you to watch those shipments, not eat them!"

Rocksteady grunted, and took a heavy step forward, knocking Shredder back and causing him to stagger into his bloated warthog friend. "Well you can't boss us 'round no more!"

Bebop snorted lurching forward enough on that wheeled pallet to pick Shredder off his feet, carrying the villain's weight with his huge belly... right into Rocksteady's gut again. "Yeah, we quit! We're done takin' all the abuse an' name-callin'!

Rocksteady pressed in even more, and Shredder found himself pinned between the two enormous bellies. Even his wriggling didn't help as the two leaned in even closer. "Gah! Get off of me, you over-sized cretins! Urgh, it's like getting smothered by pudding that's rolled around in a zoo!"

"Sticks an' stones, ex-boss!" grinned Rocksteady. "You're stayin' put!"

"Heh, all his pointy blades just kinda tickle, Rock. I guess bein' big comes with more advantages than we thought!"

On the other side of the room, Ronnie was confronting Krang, the two circling each other while the alien gloated. "So you managed to reactivate your original programming, hmm? No matter! Once your pathetic junkyard of a body is defeated by my keen mind and superior robotic armor, I'll make sure to keep you useful... as a soft drink dispenser in the cafeteria! Hahaha... eh?"

Ronnie's shoulder-mounted laser took aim, firing at different sections of Krang's robot body. "Fool! My armor is completely mechanical! Your strange way of inducing rapid weight gain will have no effect...!"

Ronnie stood still, hand on his widely built hips. "Forgive me for interrupting, but that was not the intended purpose for that particular energy beam. I was making pizzas, which apparently do not agree with the internal workings of your armor."

Krang screeched as his robot armor staggered, shuddered, and drooped, hot cheese starting to ooze from the seams. One of Ronnie's extending arms reached out while the alien was distracted, grabbed him from his perch in the chest cavity, and reeled him in before stuffing the creature into his abdominal oven. "I am normally not one for violence," said Ronnie while Krang flailed uselessly, "but I am sure I could improvise a few new recipes, if need be."

Krang burbled and wailed for mercy, falling for the robot's bluff. After all, Ronnie was sure cooked Krang would smell terribly unappetizing.

With the two villains distracted and incapacitated for the moment, Donatello was not only able to figure out where the controls for the giant laser were (the huge button labeled 'GIANT DEATH LASER' helped), but was also able to pry open the panel to access the... horribly maintained wiring underneath.

"Okay, I just have to move this here, I think, then re-route the signal for the energy couplings through here... At least I -think- that's the wire to re-route them. Sheesh, you'd think a big mobile death fortress would be better maintained. I'm surprised this thing runs at all with this kind of set-up. I mean, is that a band-aid holding this one together??"

"You havin' problems over there, toitle?" asked Rocksteady.

"Re-wiring a giant laser isn't like flipping a light switch!" argued Donatello. "I've narrowed it down to three wires, but it's not like they're labeled! One will definitely get Mikey and the rest of us back down to more manageable sizes, but the other two are either going to make Mikey's growth exponential, or just transfer all that energy to the rest of us!"

There was another deep rumbling belch from outside, and Shredder grunted as he felt the two mutants pinning him grow even larger. Ugh, he even felt his own suit tightening! Krang was feeling a bit bloated all of a suddenly is his oven-sized cage. and Donnie could feel his belly push against the floor a bit more, fingers getting thicker. He'd only get one chance to figure this out, and he had to choose fast!

1) The frayed green wire!

2) The taped-up orange wire!

3) The purple wire with the band-aid!



Down to the wire, folks, ha, literally! You may notice a lack of clearly defined choices. That's on purpose. But go ahead, pick a choice, explain yer answer if you wanna, and see if you can get people on yer side! Time to see what your educated guesses bring about; a happy ending, or GIANT FATTY DOOOOOOM?