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In the warm cold nights, Shira watched the others play basketball. The young sea turtle is wearing her silver jacket and her scarf while the girls are in their matching sweaters and scarfs. Donnie was wearing a purple hoodie while scrolling on his phone. Raph and Mikey wore their sweaters when they were out with Draxum. Leo was wearing a blue jersey, dark gray hoodie and his blue shorts while wearing his goggles back from the school.
"Leon's on fire tonight, boys. Next baskets for the win," Leo declared.
Raph handed the basketball back to Leo who was smirking. "Mikey, D, up. Let's shut his flashy blue face down."
'You can't guard me. Double me I dare you."
"Are you double daring us to double you," Mikey grinned.
"It seems it was quite dumb to say double," Manako chirped, sitting onto a nearby bench.
"No, I'm double daring you to double me," Leo glared.
"You did not just double dare us to double you," barked Raph.
Leo moved the ball around in front of them as Raph and Mikey moved up from different sides of him. Reika crept toward ready to attack. She was really ready to catch like a predator stalking her prey. She lunged but she suddenly missed and ended up on the ground
"Better luck next time, Rei!" Shira called.
"I'm open. Transfer it!" Donnie called.
Leo laughed and dribbled the ball underneath him before he hit it with his arm. Donnie was unable to grab it in time, for he was hit in the face and fell to the ground. Leo leaped up and grabbed the ball midair. The ball fell through the hoop just in time.
"Victory!" he cheered.
"Whoo hoo!" Shira cheered and ran over to Leo with an excited look on her face.
"Sorry, Dontron, I gotta win," smirked Leo. "Try losing once. Wasn't for me. Win at all costs. Boom! Catchphrase wins."
"This happens every time!" Raph groaned.
"Not the dancing. Anything but the dancing," wailed Mikey, covering his eyes.
"Let's get out of here."
The siblings left, leaving Shira and Leo behind, still dancing together
"I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best," chanted Leo.
As he did so, the basketball bounced off the court and into the darkness. Someone caught it and tossed it toward the hoop. Shira and Leo stopped when the basketball fell through the hoop perfectly. It rolled to one side and near Shira's feet. Who could have done that?
They turned and saw a man with neon blue hair walking toward them. He wore a brown vest, black shirt, red pants and sneakers. Gold assessors covered his neck and wrist.
"Nice moves, man."
Shira blinked her eyes, confused. "Uh. Thanks."
Leo gasped sharply when he recognized him, his eyes wide with joy. "Are you all star player turned billionaire owner / coach / recording artist Tim Dunkman?"
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