[After his time spent moonlighting as an older version of himself that will never be, surely Leo is done with the age shenanigans.
Unfortunately, that seems to not be the case; he's out on a walk, sipping on a boba tea and listening to music on headphones, when suddenly he is preschool age, wearing a old blue tank top that says "RAD" and a blue bandanna over the top of his head, with no memory of how he ended up here, out on the busy street and not safe in the lair with his brothers.
Being too young to be outside without Splinter, Leo does exactly what he's supposed to do in the situation: run and hide from the humans, and wait until his dad comes for him.
Or, well, he was going to do that, but the toy store next door caught his eye, and now he's standing with his face smooshed against the glass, looking at all the toys inside.]
WHOAAAA! Look at that RC car!!
[He is paying no attention.]
B:
[Of course, the loose green gremlin child was going to attract the attention of bystanders, who attracted the attention of the police, who are now wondering why such a small child is being allowed to wander freely without some kind of escort. If he's a Starfallen, surely he has a foster family around who he's supposed to be with?
Of course, when the police try to approach him, Leo remembers he's not supposed to let humans catch him and he runs, gunning for the first manhole cover he sees - if he can get below ground, surely he can find his way back to the lair from there, right?
That's the plan, but he can't get the cover up all by himself, and before he can escape the police officers catch up.
"Hey there, little guy. Where's your caretaker?" asks one of the officers, grabbing his arm.
Leo thrashes and pulls, yelling at the top of his lungs.]
STOP! LEMME GO! STRANGER DANGER!
["Hey now, you know you can't just be wandering around like this," the officer starts to lecture.
Now, slider turtles don't have bite strength as strong as an alligator snapper or a spiny softshell, but Leo isn't exactly a slouch in this area, either. Something the officer holding him learns the hard way.
"OW!" He yanks his hand back, shaking it in the air. "That stupid thing bit me!"]
So long, suckers! [Leo is on the move again, though his tiny legs can only go so fast, and the officers are hot on his heels, yelling after him.]
Bonus Turtle Tot Prompts!
[After his time spent moonlighting as an older version of himself that will never be, surely Leo is done with the age shenanigans.
Unfortunately, that seems to not be the case; he's out on a walk, sipping on a boba tea and listening to music on headphones, when suddenly he is preschool age, wearing a old blue tank top that says "RAD" and a blue bandanna over the top of his head, with no memory of how he ended up here, out on the busy street and not safe in the lair with his brothers.
Being too young to be outside without Splinter, Leo does exactly what he's supposed to do in the situation: run and hide from the humans, and wait until his dad comes for him.
Or, well, he was going to do that, but the toy store next door caught his eye, and now he's standing with his face smooshed against the glass, looking at all the toys inside.]
WHOAAAA! Look at that RC car!!
[He is paying no attention.]
B:
[Of course, the loose green gremlin child was going to attract the attention of bystanders, who attracted the attention of the police, who are now wondering why such a small child is being allowed to wander freely without some kind of escort. If he's a Starfallen, surely he has a foster family around who he's supposed to be with?
Of course, when the police try to approach him, Leo remembers he's not supposed to let humans catch him and he runs, gunning for the first manhole cover he sees - if he can get below ground, surely he can find his way back to the lair from there, right?
That's the plan, but he can't get the cover up all by himself, and before he can escape the police officers catch up.
"Hey there, little guy. Where's your caretaker?" asks one of the officers, grabbing his arm.
Leo thrashes and pulls, yelling at the top of his lungs.]
STOP! LEMME GO! STRANGER DANGER!
["Hey now, you know you can't just be wandering around like this," the officer starts to lecture.
Now, slider turtles don't have bite strength as strong as an alligator snapper or a spiny softshell, but Leo isn't exactly a slouch in this area, either. Something the officer holding him learns the hard way.
"OW!" He yanks his hand back, shaking it in the air. "That stupid thing bit me!"]
So long, suckers! [Leo is on the move again, though his tiny legs can only go so fast, and the officers are hot on his heels, yelling after him.]