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Hidden City Zoo.

Ooh, Luxury Resort.

Battle Nexus.

Ooh, Witch Town.

All right, we've narrowed down our list to 200 activities. I don't want to spend

my whole day in the Hidden City voting, so I say we each do our own thing. Bye.

Whoa.

Food, frolic, and fun in the sun at the Irsute of Resort and Spa.

You know, I have been busting my shell with the heroine lately.

Time for an epic day of chillax.

Whoa!

Ooh!

Oh -ho!

Hey, Bub. It is Bub, isn't it? Which way to your loungiest lounge chair?

Time to work on the base tan.

Huh? Excuse me, buds. You're in my son.

Sorry, sir. This is a private club.

Members only.

Look, friend. Love the puka shells, by the way. I have been heroing all week,

and I need a little R &R, so can't we just look the other way?

Oh, that was not chillaxing. So why don't you try the facility across the

street?

The nerve

of them treating a battle -nexted champion that way.

What? How is there a... Okay,

that's fine.

Huh?

Yeesh, what a dump.

Hey, buddy, you want a massage?

I'll give you the I'm Still Learning special.

Finally, a chillactic house.

Boy, your back is awfully stiff.

That's because it's a shell.

Ooh, let me see if I can loosen that up for you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, you know what?

I'm gonna see about joining that frou -frou club across the street. Eh, you

don't quite have what they're looking for.

What do you mean?

I'm a hero!

I fought in the Battle Nexus!

I took down Baron Draxum and Shredder!

They're looking for something a little more... superficial.

Think about it. What did you notice about every yokai in there?

Hmm.

Every single one of them had... Pear!

They only like people with hair?

That's right!

Gorgeous, luxurious hair!

And you ain't got none. But I might be able to help you out.

I don't know. I'm kind of partial to my glorious green sheen. But what about the

food? Frolic! And fun in the sun across the street!

Hear me out, Dr. Cobweb!

Ewww!

Oh,

I'm sorry.

Had the mood music set to evil.

Here, why don't you take a look?

I never thought I could be more handsome, but sir, you have

humbled me.

Welcome, sir.

Coconut water?

Ah, white towelette?

Complimentary beachside pedicure?

Hey, aren't you that hero who beat the Kraken at the Battle Nexus?

You recognize me with hair?

Whatever. Ding, ding! It is officially Leo O 'Clock!

My watch is gone!

Somebody stole it! Huh? How did I get here?

Where's my purse?

My purse!

What the? Am I sleepwalking or something?

And what's with all these things going missing?

It was ruby red and made of feathers.

Ruby red feathers?

Did I do something with her purse? No, couldn't be. I'm a hero. But why do I

keep waking up in different places?

And why am I so sleepy? Yo, mind wrap!

Ah, sorry.

Just giving Real Raph a little advice.

What's up, big guy?

I might be sleepwalking, but how can I be sure?

Easy. Just dip your feet in that chocolate fountain.

Then, wherever you go, you'll leave a tasty and informative trail.

Mind Raph, out.

Yes!

Hachimachi! Is that okay to do? It is when you have hair like that.

Now we'll see if there's any kind of sleepwalking situation.

My wallet is gone.

Thief! What?

Okay. No fudgy trail.

Looks like I'm in the clear.

Do something.

Find that thief.

How'd I get this?

Eesh. Oh!

Full body search, starting randomly with that. That guy.

Way over there.

No need, for I am a teen detective with fabulous hair, and I will take charge of

this investigation. Should we really let him do that? He does have the most

amazing hair of us all.

Very well. Sir, you have the run of the place.

Excellent. You seal the exits. I'll begin my inquiries by checking out your

security globes, or whatever.

The security globes? We should have thought of that. Boy, teenagers sure do

everything.

Now let's figure this out so these poor people can get back to pampering me.

What?

Oh no!

Whoa!

No way!

My watch is gone!

No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Hey!

What?

Splinter?

I'm so

sleepy.

Oh, yikes!

What is... What is that?

Zoom. Enhance.

That guy!

That guy gave me evil hair!

Get off me!

What's he doing in that lovely hair?

What if we're next?

Looked like this, tortoise.

Beat the hair.

Actually, you're a turtle.

Okay, get off my shell.

Now to get that crummy massage guy.

Oh, no you don't.

Fellas, I've cracked the case. This massage guy and this mythic hair guy

working as a team to rob your customers blind.

You're welcome.

Who's this guy?

No idea.

It's me, your favorite teen detective, Leo Splinterson.

Wait,

aren't you the hairy hero who fought at the Battle Nexus?

What? Hey, I just remembered who this blue guy is. He's the non -member we

kicked out of here earlier. He must be the thief. Call the cops.

What? Wait, no, no, no. I can't explain.

Thanks for nabbing that crook, sir. Please, take this stolen loot as a

Lame. Okay, punks. Your lawyers are here.

Lawyers?

Well, as a big, sissy, hot -shot lawyer, I can assure y 'all that y 'all

prisoners are entitled to one phone call and a giant birthday cake, partner.

Oh, right.

I seem to remember something about that at the academy.

Well, I reckon you did.

Shmoo, shmoo.

Let's do this!

Oh yeah!