Just a short oneshot because I don't feel like doing something in depth at the moment. Here's to you and your new word, Bubblyshell. I'll give a cookie to anybody who can pick up the bizarre reference in this. But if you ask, I'll tell you anyway. But you don't get a cookie.
"We need a slogan," Mikey said idly as he leaned on the rooftop ledge and watched Leo do an elaborate series of flips for his own amusement. It was a warm summer night and Leo had asked them to follow him around on a training run. Leo had stopped for a break and Don and Raph had kept right on running, chasing each other.
"A slogan?" Leo asked as he stretched out an arm. "Why?"
"To yell in battle. To frighten our enemies."
Leo chewed on the inside of his cheek, thinking. "That's a nice thought, Mikey, but we're ninjas. We're supposed to frighten our enemies through stealth. And we're inherently frightening enough as it is, I hope."
Mikey knew that his argument was dead in the water, but he couldn't let it go without a fight. "What about when they already know we're there? We need a motto. Like shelltastic."
"Shelltastic?" Leo sat next to him on the ledge, looking for their wayward brothers. "Sounds okay. Doesn't make too much sense. But it's okay."
"It doesn't have to make sense," Mikey said, swinging his legs and letting his heels hit the cool brick. "What about cowabunga?"
"Cow… a… what-ment? I don't want to yell something about cows in battle. That sounds stupid." Fearless Leader. Always had to look cool and respectable.
"Turtle power? That makes sense."
"I don't like the philosophical implications of that statement," Leo said. He tried to sound very old and mature, but Mikey thought, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop looking fifteen. "It makes it sound like we have super powers or we have abnormal strength or like we're full of ourselves. Like we think we're really powerful. We need something that sounds strong, yet speaks of humility."
Raph's voice echoed from the next rooftop, "SPOON!"
Don followed with, "NOT IN THE FACE! NOT IN THE FACE!"
They jumped over to join them, both panting and smiling from their chase. "I got a great slogan," Raph said, trotting up to them and tweaking Leo's bandanna as he passed.
Leo cocked his eye ridge curiously. "Does it involve the f word?"
"Possibly." Tried to suppress a smirk.
"Then keep it yourself."
"How about We're Not Dead Yet?" Don said, scanning the streets below for abnormal activity.
Nobody answered and they all got to their feet and moved on to the next building.
