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*Mike sees his breath in the air. It's freezing out and the cold is begining to make his cuts sting.*
Mike: I'm not running any more...
Leatherhead: That might not be such a wise decision boy. Ol' Leatherhead is gonna make you pay for hittin' my gumbo!
*Mike spins his chucks around on his finger then raises his hand and motions for Leatherhead to bring it. Leatherhead dives at Mike claws first. Mike jumps into the air and cracks the chucks down over Leatherheads snout. The both land on their feet and turn around. Leatherhead smirks then pulls out one of Shredders guns*
Mike: Damn...
*Leatherhead begins blasting and Mike tries to dodge all the flying lasers but gets caught on the leg. He tumbles sideways and lands shell down on the pavment. He uses a can to get to his feet and stares at Leatherhead. Leatherhead stares right back.*
Mike: Cowabunga dude!
Leatherhead: What you be sayin' turtle?
*Leatherhead turns around to see something shiny heading towards his face*
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