[Donatello stifles a smile. No matter what version, his brother is still his brother.]
Come help me set it up and I'll explain, shell head.
[Donatello ruffles Leo's hair affectionately, love radiating from the gesture before he ducks under his work desk. There are a lot of raw materials down there, including thin cut pieces of pipe. They're all roughly the same size and shape, much like bamboo. He tosses a handful in Leo's direction.]
Set these on their end in a grid. Each pipe should be exactly twelve inches apart. [Donatello tosses a ruler next.] This is going to be our arena, not flat ground.
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Come help me set it up and I'll explain, shell head.
[Donatello ruffles Leo's hair affectionately, love radiating from the gesture before he ducks under his work desk. There are a lot of raw materials down there, including thin cut pieces of pipe. They're all roughly the same size and shape, much like bamboo. He tosses a handful in Leo's direction.]
Set these on their end in a grid. Each pipe should be exactly twelve inches apart. [Donatello tosses a ruler next.] This is going to be our arena, not flat ground.