Ultimate Showdown
The air was heavy with anticipation. April, Casey, Donnie, Mikey and Master Splinter stood to the side.
In the centre of the pit, Leo and Raph faced each other off for their little contest, both determined to win. April had been appointed as the referee since she was the only one who wouldn't pick sides.
On the other side of the living area, Mikey nudged Donnie with a mischievous smile. "So D, how about a bet? Winner gets three large pizzas for the next movie night."
"And he also gets to choose the movie." Donnie smiled smugly.
"Fine" Mikey sighed, "Three large pizzas and the choice of the movie says, Raph would win."
"I'm betting on Leo."
"My sons, as much as I love to watch this intriguing competition, I must warn you all that there will be no victor."
"But Sensei!" Mikey whined, "It's The Ultimate Showdown! No one ever knows the outcome of these type of matches. It'll be fun to watch, please don't cancel it!"
"I'm not saying that I don't want to watch. On the contrary my son; I would love to. I am simply placing my own bet."
"Wait... What?"
Splinter chukled at the dumbfounded expressions on his younger sons' faces.
"Three large, extra cheese pizzas and movie choice says, neither will be victor."
After a long moment of staring at his father, Mikey finally nodded. He then skipped towards the eldest two, his bubbly, excited persona back like it had never really left.
The two brothers were seated on chairs with a small table between them (courtesy of April). At first, everyone had agreed to do this in the kitchen since a table and stools were already present there but then Mikey pointed out that the table was greasy as he hadn't cleaned it after trying another one of his recipes and it would be more fun in the pit anyway.
"You guys ready?" He asked them excitedly.
"Yup"
"Sure"
"Alright then!" Mikey turned to face the 'audience' and cleared his throat before announcing.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! Mutants and Humans!" Raph rolled his eyes at Mikey's dramatic speech.
"I Present to you; The Ultimate Showdown between the top two fighters of THE HAMATO CLAN!"
Beside Mikey, both Leo and Raph had interlocked their right hands, their elbows pressed to the table's surface and their muscles tense. Fiery green met focused blue, the glares competative and challenging with a hint of exasperation, due to Mikey's circus-speech, in both of them.
Mikey continued with his (completely unnecessary) announcement.
"The match that will determine who is the best! LET THE ARM WRESTLING TOURNAMENT BEGIN!"
Shaking her head in amusement, April came forward to signal the start.
"Ready?"
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Brothers
HumorA series of oneshots involving random brotherly moments between the turtles. Their love, bickering, competing, comforting, playing, annoying each other to no end, and all the stuff that only siblings do. Some pf these will be pointless humor or fluf...