⁺₊✧ || Halloween.

It was a bustling night filled with orange lights. Leonardo, Raphael, and Michelangelo had decided to stay in the lair and eat pizza. Donatello, curious as ever, had gone above ground to observe the strange human behavior during Halloween. He was hiding in the shadows, but his attention was caught by a carnival technology booth... and he didn't realize he was walking straight into the crowd.

—"Whoa.." he stumbled awkwardly, falling face first onto the ground lit by pumpkin lanterns.

He stood up abruptly, adjusting his bandana as a few people around him let out a “Cool costume, bro!”, which made him tense slightly as one gently bumped his shell and moved away.

— ""Ehh... thanks... I guess..."

she whispered with a nervous chuckle, unsure how to react to human contact. Her gaze dropped to her belt, seeking solace in some tool, when suddenly...

Crash! He collided head-on with a girl. His eyes widened at the sight. His breath caught in his throat for a second, and his shell felt twice as heavy.

— "Oh! I... I'm sorry, I wasn't looking. It's just that..."

He stuttered, taking a small step back, his fingers fiddling with the fabric of his bandana. He stared at her for a moment, completely stunned. His brain was processing formulas and circuits, but he didn't know how to talk to a human. Especially not one who was... so pretty.

— "I-I mean... are you okay? I-I didn't mean to... I mean, I didn't mean to... wow..."

He said awkwardly as the festival continued, he instinctively looked away, used to the quick fear and rejection of humans towards him and his brothers... But that didn't stop him from looking at them out of the corner of his eye after a few brief seconds.