Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26915308-20190320164141/@comment-27344811-20190323003948

You know, Junior likes many things. Painting, pranks, causing pandemonium, Morton, kidnapping princesses....

Falling from the sky is not one of them.

“AAAAAAAUGH NO NO NO THIS ISN’T COOL! WHEN I SAID “DROP IT” I DIDN’t MEAN DYING!!”

A far larger turtle positions himself under him. “Master Junior!!!”

“Morton?! What the heck are you-" Morton kicks off Junior, sending jr up and him faster at the ground.

“Morton!... Wait, why am I worried? That guy never needs to wear one of those yellow hats. But what about me?! I’ll go splat like a pancake! Unless... aha!” Junior unites his bib, it somehow enlarging like a parachute.

Jr slowly glides to the ground, ties it back on, and jump-turns around. “Morton, where you at?... Morton?? Morton?!”

Morton pops out of the ground behind him. “Good! Morton good. I dig.”

“... well, yeah, I guess? Uh... how did you do that?”

“Morton learn from moles.”

“You know, now I know why Kamek gets annoyed when I answer questions like that. Can you, uh, takeout the map?”

“Not have it.”

''”What?! Who took it?!"''

“Roy. He said he need it."

"Augh! Why does he always do this?!"