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And as the spring breakers ran screaming, the shark swam all the way

belly full and ready for a good night's sleep.

The end.

Nighty night, my precious little piebald.

Piebald, dad's gone.

You ready to play?

Yeah!

Okay. Goalie ready.

Ready, set, go!

Get me two billion molecules of diatomic... Donnie, not helping!

You know, I wish you guys would take a greater interest in my science. We're

brothers, but sometimes it feels like we're just roommates.

Donnie, if you don't cut it out with your middle -child nonsense, I'm gonna

shove your head in the toilet!

Good thinking, Raph. Bravo.

Okay, so now that piebald's safe.

It was just a dream, Mikey. We lost her a long time ago, and Leo was right.

Hiding the truth beats being in trouble.

It's just some new graffiti.

That won't give me nightmares.

Huh? You flush me, I flush you.

Why am I not getting my beauty Zs right now? It was right here. I swear. It

said, you flush me, I flush you. She's back, and she's mad.

I know you're not talking about the thing we talk about never talking about.

It's not here.

You've got to believe me.

Pieball's back. She's after us because we flushed her. Relax. I'm not a

scientist, but this is 100 % just your guilt glands secreting guilt signs into

your central gilter system.

Raph is right. He is not a scientist. But separately, he's also right that

pieball jazz is in your head.

No, it's not. We have to tell Dad the truth.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. We're not telling Dad anything.

Look, we all miss her, but a year ago, we stood on this roof and decided. You

decided. We decided to replace Piebald with an identical goldfish so Dad's

wouldn't be broken.

He wins, we win, and Piebald wins.

Piebald got flashed. If I may, Leo's idea about the whole not getting in

thing, very convincing.

I second that. Looks like everyone agrees with me that we renew our pact of

secrecy and never tell Dad the truth. One, two, three, let's go.

Yaddy, yaddy, yaddy. Turn the silence.

Back to the lair, boy.

Maybe they're right. You just need to relax.

Player two has entered the game.

Huh? You flushed me?

I flushed you.

Forget that name. Does the past of secrecy mean nothing to you?

Bros, I say we lock Mikey up till morning. What?

Yes. Yeah.

Genius idea, Leo.

Fantastic. The graffiti wall agrees.

Hey, guys.

It's me.

Hi, Mom.

Remember? We used to be friends.

But now I'm on a flushee.

Okay, so she's a mutant.

the giant goldfish or the possibility that Mikey may be right. And did you see

her camouflage power?

Class A.

She's after us because we flushed her and covered it up. Guys, we have to tell

Dad the truth.

No way. The only responsible thing is to get rid of her before Dad finds out and

then go back to pretending this never happened.

Solid solution.

Hello, fish food.

Well, just grabbing a late night snack for my sweet, precious piebald.

Why do you look like you have something to confess?

You will pay for that!

Don't you rat us out to the rat.

Dad, the truth is...

Snitches get stitches.

I tooted.

Too busy, my piebald.

Phew. Way to throw Dad off the scent.

Oh, you weren't joking.

Okay. Let's sue her.

She could be behind us or in front of us.

The only thing we know for sure is she's not right here.

Agreed. And, Mikey, you did the right thing not telling Dad. In the end, a

lifetime of guilt and regret will be its own reward.

Well said, Donnie.

You're not off the hook yet.

brothers, or you're going to replace them, too.

When will the lies end?

I don't lie.

I just change the truth. And you will keep your mouth shut.

Who's there?

Donnie? Santa?

Breaking foot. Quick, get inside.

There's a mutant goldfish.

Roger.

Out the forehatch. Fast.

That's a confetti boy.

Oh, no.

Ninja coaches.

Mikey.

Okay. Keep your wits and do what any mature and brave individual would.

kid read a book okay

no

time to think this through my family needs me look out piebald the

saving is nigh i learned book words

once i

find the blue

You know what a scream sounds like underwater?

Okay, I should have thought this through. Come on, Leo, think.

Hmm. Piebald may have camouflage, but I have pajama -flage.

What did we ever do to deserve this? Oh, right, right, the plushie.

You dumb disc.

That's already our thing.

Surprise attack!

We never meant to flush you. It was an accident. Honest. How about we make it

to you with a nice dinner out? Sushi? I mean, fish and chips or branzino? Why

can't I stop suggesting fish?

Sorry,

Dad. It was me who made everyone keep this secret from you.

Flush me and let my family go.

I made my way home only to find a googly -eyed rock living in my fishbowl. Poor

forum guys.

I was shocked to discover you boys had lied to me. So we planned this whole

thing to teach you a lesson.

I don't know how to feel now.

My sons, you know I love you, but you only remember lessons when you learn

the hard way.

So remember, lying is bad and dad is good.

Night -night.

Later turds.