Okay, this is my first foray into the world of fanfiction (for any fandom). This is based off a conversation between me and a friend of mine. It's really random and I do apologize for it - I just thought it would be a fun little fic. Please let me know what you think. Sorry if any of it is OOC. I own naught but the plot no matter how much I wish I had my own personal Ninja Turtles.
"I really hate polar bears," Mikey proclaimed, breaking the relative silence of the evening. The whole gang had piled into the living room in the Lair in order to watch some new show that he had insisted they'd love. His brothers were about ready to scratch their eyes out at having been forced to watch the premier episode of some sort of cartoon
"Why do you hate polar bears?" April voiced the question everyone was thinking. Although it wasn't unusual for Raph to express his hatred for things, it wasn't often that there was something that Michelangelo didn't like.
"Because of the WWF," he answered matter-of-factly. That garnered several confused looks.
"You hate polar bears because of the World Wrestling Federation?" Leo asked, incredulous.
"No, numb nuts," he snapped uncharacteristically.
"Michelangelo," Splinter's stern voice was a clear warning to the turtle in orange, but anyone could hear the curiosity laced into it.
"Sorry Sensei," Mikey apologized. He turned to Leonardo in order to explain further. "If you'll recall, the World Wrestling Federation is now World Wrestling Entertainment."
"What does wrestling have to do with polar bears?" asked Don who, while normally able to figure out Mikey's strange tangents, was just as confused as the others.
"Nothing!" Mikey cried, exasperated. "Forget wrestling. I meant the World Wildlife Fund – you know the one, their logo is a panda?"
"Mikey, you're making even less sense than normal," Casey pointed out.
"What about the WWF makes you hate polar bears?" Donnie asked, hoping to elicit some sort of explanation from his brother.
"That stupid polar bear commercial they have. 'Polar bears. They're struggling to survive. The ice,' blah blah freaking blah."
"Raph, they're just trying to make people aware about global warming," April pointed out kindly.
"But if they're all about wildlife, why do they only have a polar bear commercial? What's so special about polar bears?" he demanded. "It's not like they're the only animals on the endangered species list! They're not even the only bears on the endangered species list! Grizzly bears and panda bears are endangered too!"
"Yes, Mikey, they're total jerks," Leo agreed, his tone condescendingly pacifying. The others nodded, hoping to get Mikey off of this strange aside.
"Racist jerks," Mikey added petulantly.
"Mikey, what the shell are you talking about?" Raph demanded, sick of the game his little brother seemed to be playing.
"What, they only like the white bears?"
Mikey yelped as half a dozen pillows whizzed through the air, each aimed for his unprotected head. He grinned at a job well done. Sometimes, it was far too easy to rile his family up.