"That is not a word, Don!"
"Of course it is a word, Raph! I don't cheat."
"I'm starting to doubt that one."
"What does it mean?"
"It's another word, for sled, Mikey."
"Then why didn't you just spell sled, dude?"
"I wouldn't get nearly as many points."
Mikey rubbed head as though it ached at the mere thought of that word. "It makes my brain ache."
Raph snorted. "Everything makes that head of yours ache, shell brain." Turning to Donnie he added in a snarl. "I still think your making that word up!"
Donnie's face bore an unmistakably smug expression on his face as he looked with pride at the word, tobogan, on the scrabble board. Leo, who was appointed rule keeper, looked up from the dictionary he was thumbing through. "Raph," he said at last, trying very hard to sound authoritative despite his ten years. "Donnie is right. That is a real word. And Donnie, You spell it wrong, though. You forgot a g."
At his brother's expression, Leo finally let himself start laughing. He didn't stop for several long minutes.