Krang sat down down on his high stool, tapping away at a computer. He was trying to pull something out from his home: Dimension X.
Every time he got the portal open, either the wrong creature would come through or it would lead to another dimension. Then he'd suck them right back to wherever they came from.
Every once and a while somebody would come in to check on him, usually Baxter. Baxter rarely helped and would usually just tell him to hurry up, but when he did help, Krang couldn't help but to feel sabotaged as every time the calculations would be even more off than they initially were.
Finally, he thinks he has it. Or is at very least closer than he's been. Maybe if it's not what he wants it'll still be somebody helpful this time?
The lights went off as the portal glowed brighter than it ever had. Krang looked at the bright light with shock. His eyes widened to the point that they glistened.
Finally, a mangled figure flew out. A glimpse of green and orange