"Mikey, you okay?" asked Donatello as he pulled his brother out of the now broken machine.
"I'm fine; confused, but otherwise fine. Was your machine supposed to do that?" asked Michelangelo.
"No... Come to think of it, the machine seems to have been a total flop. It couldn't even accomplish it's intended task" said Donny, disappointment in his voice. "You head back to bed; you deserve it, bro".
Mikey gladly did so, but neither he nor his brother knew the machine was successful... just not in the original way.
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