Disclaimer: I don't own the Ninja Turtles.
The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles stood together. They were surrounding a target of theirs which had just arrived in their sewer home. The heroic reptiles observed it ambitiously through their masks. All four were armed with their weapons, ready to use them on their target.
"Here's the plan," Leonardo told his brothers. "Raph and I will be the ones to slice this thing up. We'll slice it into four pieces, which Mikey and Donnie will split apart."
"Now wait just a minute!" Raphael protested. "Why don't I just carve this baby up on my own?! I don't need you're help to deal with this thing, Leo!"
"'Cuz, Raph, we're a team! We have to deal with this thing equally!"
"Yeah?! Well I could just deal with it all by myself! I'm the toughest one in the team!"
"Yeah?! We'll I'm the leader of this team!" Leonardo glared at his hot-tempered brother. "I make the decisions, so what I say goes!"
"It's about time you stood down as the leader!" Raph gritted his teeth, pulling out his sai blades. "I'd make a far better one than you!"
"And what's that supposed to mean?!" Leo thundered as he whipped out his katanas. "What the shell are you trying to say about me?"
"Leo, Raph, just chill out!" Donatello burst in. "We're brothers! We shouldn't be fighting among us! We're meant to be working together as a team!"
"Yeah, bros, save your weapons for the real target here!" Michelangelo added. "Let's just slice and dice this thing already before it gets cold!"
The two bickering brothers held their glares at one another for a moment, then turned their attention back to the arrival in their sewers. They knew Donnie and Mikey were right; that was what they were meant to be using their weapons on, not each other.
It was time for the four of them to put all their ninja skills to great use - together.
Summoning all their strength, Leonardo and Raphael leaped into the air. Both let out battle cries as they came down with their respective weapons clutched in their green hands. Leo brought down his katana, slicing the target into two pieces - before Raph used his sais to divide it further into four parts.
Wasting no time, Michelangelo and Donatello made their moves. They whipped out their own weapons before throwing themselves towards their targets. Donnie swung his bo staff while Mikey circled his nunchuku. They whacked the four pieces of the sliced-up target, sending each one hurling through the air into different directions.
Fortunetaly, the four dinning plates which had been placed around the sewer earlier were in just the right spots. They successfully caught every slice of the meal which the turtles had carved up between them with their weapons. Their team-driven task completed, the four green reptiles each took a place for themselves to start munching away on their favourite food.
"I don't see why we have to share one pizza between us, dudes," Michelangelo huffed. "We could have just ordered four to have one each for ourselves."
"'Cuz, Mickey, we're on a budget," Donatello explained. "We can't go throwing cash away when we're trying to keep a sewer roof over our head."
"Well at least next time we have to share a pizza, at least let me be the one to order it," Raphael said bitterly as he glared in Leonardo's direction. "I wanted to make sure we have extra pepperoni and anchovies, - but noooooo! You just had to be the one to make the call to the pizza house on the shell cell! Didn't ya, Leo?!"
"Oh shut up, Raph!" Leonardo muttered irritably.
The end.