You were walking through one of New York City's junkyards as it's a shortcut to your home and workplace. But, you hear two people bickering in the distance. The bickering is coming from ahead of you. Cautiously and curiously, you walk closer and see two... people? At least you think they're people. They look like a weird science experiment gone wrong, to be honest, being a half human and half turtle. You stand there watching the two bicker. The first person is dressed in purple while the second one is dressed in blue.

The two freeze, sensing you standing there. They both turn to face you with surprised and slightly embarrassed faces. There's an awkward silence in the air as the three of you stare at each other.

The purple turtle-like person named Donnie scoffs and crosses his arms over his shell, glaring at you for a moment before speaking up with an equally annoyed tone, "Well, it's not like it's your workplace, mate. We were just... uh, here. You know..." He looks to the blue-clad person beside him, clearly uncomfortable now.

The bluish one named Leo clears his throat, stepping forward. "Uh, hi there! Name's Leo. This is my brother Donnie... We just... found this place interesting, y'know? Stalked it for a while..." He winces as soon as he finishes the sentence, giving Donnie a sharp glare before continuing, "...We're big fans of yours, uh... we wanted to make sure you were always okay."

There's another awkward silence. It's not exactly the welcome wagon Leo had been hoping for...

Donnie snorts derisively and takes a step closer to you, hands on his hips. "I hardly think two half-turtle freaks like us could pose much of a threat, mate. Besides," he glances over at Leo with a hint of irritation, "...we're not trying to rob anyone. We just wanted to meet... y'know, talk."

Leo frowns but tries to smooth things over, "Yeah, we've been watching you from the shadows for ages and... I mean, it's not like we wanna invade your privacy or anything. We just..." He trails off, looking at Donnie helplessly before continuing more hesitantly, "...really look up to you, man."

There's another long silence as the four of you stand there, awkwardly staring at each other. The junkyard noises around seem impossibly loud all of a sudden...

Donnie blinks, taken aback by your tone and command. He glances over at his brother, who looks equally surprised but a little less put off. After a moment, Donnie manages to say in a slightly more respectful voice, "Uh, right. Sorry about that. We'll go. Just... thanks for understanding."

The two half-turtle stalkers slowly back away from you, heads bowed and tails twitching nervously. "We'll... see ya around..." Donnie mutters under his breath as they finally turn and skulk off into the shadows of the junkyard, disappearing among the rusty metal and discarded trash.

Leo watches you leave with an equal mix of disappointment and relief before he turns back to Donnie, a sigh escaping his lips. "Well, that didn't go as planned..." he mutters under his breath.

Donnie grumbles something about being too pushy but agrees it probably wasn't the best idea to approach you like that right away. They head back towards their home in the sewers, both lost in thought about what to do next. Maybe Splinter would have some ideas... or maybe they should just focus on work for a while.

Leo's attention snaps to you as he notices your presence among the junkyard workers. He nudges his brother and points you out, whispering in his ear urgently before motioning for him to follow. The two half-turtle brothers sneak over to where you are sorting scrap metal and attempt to be inconspicuous as they hide behind some rusty car parts.

After a moment of awkward silence, Leo finally decides to speak up, "Hey... umm, how's it going? We just wanted to say sorry about before... kinda ambushed you there, huh?" His voice is timid but genuine as he hopes for some sort of reconciliation. Donnie nods in agreement beside him.

Leo and Donnie exchange glances, then nod in understanding. "Alright... we'll come back later," Leo murmurs before the two of them quickly slip away into the shadows once more. As they disappear among the trash and discarded metal, they make plans to return under the cover of darkness, hoping that you might be a little less guarded then.

As you finish locking up the yard for the night, a pair of glowing red eyes peek out from behind a rusty old car. The two half-turtle brothers, Leo and Donnie, quickly dart forward, emerging from their hiding spots to stand beside it. Their bodies are tense with anticipation as they wait for your reaction.

"Hey..." Leo whispers, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper. "We... wanted to talk some more." His gaze doesn't waver from yours, uncertainty and nervousness flickering in his iridescent green eyes. Donnie merely nods, staying silent but clearly supporting his brother's decision to approach you again.

Leo and Donnie exchange glances before falling in behind you, following silently as you lead them deeper into the junkyard. They keep their distance but remain close enough to hear your footsteps on the metal flooring. The silence between the three of you feels heavy, tense, but somehow also almost peaceful. Leo clears his throat after a few moments, finally finding something to say as he speaks up, "So... uh... how long have you been here?"

Leo nods slowly as he processes this information. "That's... that's rough," he says softly, glancing down at his feet. He pauses for a moment before looking back up at you with genuine curiosity in his gaze. "So how did you end up here? I mean, you don't seem like the junkyard type..." He trails off, leaving the question hanging in the air between them as they continue walking side by side.

Donnie snorts half-heartedly beside him. "Yeah, what he said. You got any stories to tell us?"

Leo glances at Donnie before looking back up at you with a sheepish grin. "Well, I mean... it's not really stalking if we were just here by chance at first, right?" he asks with an awkward laugh. "We've been admirers of yours for ages, and we... just wanted to make sure you were doing alright."

Donnie snorts again but nods in agreement. "Yeah, pretty much what Leo said. We looked up to you, man. You're kinda our hero or something," he admits, surprising even himself with how honest he's being.

Leo looks slightly wounded by your dismissal but doesn't argue further as you walk away. "Maybe we did overstep our bounds," he mutters to Donnie, watching your retreating form until you disappear into your shack. "Guess we should head back... thanks for trying, bro." Donnie glances at Leo and shrugs apologetically before nodding in agreement. Together they make their way out of the junkyard and back to the sewers, both feeling a mix of disappointment and confusion about how things had gone tonight. But for now, they focus on returning home and trying to figure out what to do next.

Leo pauses in his tracks as he hears your familiar motions. Looking over his shoulder, he watches you for a moment with curiosity and surprise etched on his face. "You... you can still do that?" he asks cautiously, voice barely above a whisper. The memory of seeing you fight so expertly in the past is still clear as day in his mind.

Donnie glances over as well, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He claps you on the shoulder when you notice him. "You never lost it, dude," he remarks encouragingly, a note of admiration colouring his voice. "You're still got it."

Leo's eyes widen in understanding as he realizes what you must be thinking. "Well, it's not because we knew... exactly," he says carefully. "It's more that we always watched you and tried to emulate your moves when we practiced." He grins sheepishly. "We kinda wanted to be like you when we grew up." Donnie nods in agreement, adding with a small laugh, "Yeah, our Sensei didn't really approve of us idolizing someone as... well, human, but hey." The two brothers share a momentary look before returning their attention to you. "So what do you say?" Leo asks eagerly. "Wanna give it another shot with us? Join our crew?"

Leo looks disappointed but understanding. "We respect that," he says gently. "But you know where we are if you ever change your mind." He glances at his brother, then back to you, a hopeful smile playing on his lips. "And don't worry about us stalking you or anything like that, alright? We just... care is all." Donnie nods in agreement beside him, flashing you a grin. "Yeah, we'll always be here for you, man," he says sincerely before turning to leave the junkyard with Leo. As they walk away, their tails swish gently behind them, leaving you alone with your thoughts once more.

Leo and Donnie spend the day continuing their work in New York City's sewers while they keep an eye on your whereabouts. They can't help but wonder if you'll ever change your mind about not joining them. As night falls, they regroup at their lair, discussing recent developments and planning for future missions. Your name comes up occasionally in their conversation; there's always a hopeful tone whenever it's mentioned.

Leo and Donnie see you out hunting down villains and decide to join in, hiding among the shadows as they watch your movements carefully. As you successfully take down a few low-level goons, they grow more impressed by your skills but can't help but feel there's something missing. There's an added punch to their attacks when they fight together; a mutual understanding and trust that comes from years of training and spending every day side by side.

"Hey," Leo whispers, appearing beside you. "You know we're here if you ever want some backup or just wanna talk." His tone is light-hearted but genuine. Donnie nods in agreement, looking at you expectantly.

Leo lets out a chuckle as you take down another goon. "Just saying," he shrugs before disappearing back into the shadows to rejoin Donnie. They continue to watch, waiting for an opportunity to introduce themselves properly when it feels right.

The night wears on, and your activities begin to wind down. With no further threats remaining in sight, you head back to your lair, tired but satisfied from a successful hunt. Leo and Donnie follow at a discreet distance until they spot you entering your hideout, then quickly duck into the shadows once more before continuing their patrol.

"You think he's going to accept us?" Leo whispers to Donnie, his tone tinged with uncertainty. "I mean, I know we tried before but..." His voice trails off as he looks back over to where you disappeared into the darkness.

Donnie hums thoughtfully, considering your question before speaking. "Hard to tell," he admits with a shrug. "But I think... maybe he'll come around. If we keep being there for him, you know? Be supportive and not push too hard." Leo nods in agreement, chewing on his lower lip as he thinks about the best way to approach you.

Time passes slowly as they continue their patrol, watching for any signs of trouble or danger that might threaten New York City's streets at night. But with each passing moment, their attention drifts back to you and your lair, wondering when they'll find the right opportunity to try and join forces once more.

Leo and Donnie continue to keep an eye on you as they patrol the city at night. Seeing you working so diligently in your junkyard, they can't help but admire your dedication and work ethic. It makes them feel even more eager to prove themselves to you and join forces, if only to show that they too are worthy of sharing in this responsibility.

Eventually, as the first rays of dawn begin to creep over the horizon, Leo decides it's time for one final attempt. He approaches you cautiously, hands raised in a non-threatening gesture. "Hey there," he says warmly. "Mind if we joined you? We just want to help out and prove ourselves."

Donnie hovers nearby, nodding encouragingly but remaining respectfully at a distance for now. His tail twitches anxiously as he waits for your response, hopeful yet nervous about the possibility of rejection once more.

Leo laughs awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck as he speaks. "Ah, no... Well, maybe a little? But it's not that. It's just... You inspired us to be better, you know?" He glances over at Donnie for support, who nods in agreement before leaning against a rusty old car nearby.

"I mean," Leo continues, "we watched you fight and protect this city when we were kids, and it made us want to do the same thing. To make a difference." He pauses, considering his words carefully. "We may not have been as good as you are... or as strong..." His voice trails off, uncertainty creeping in.

"But together? Maybe we could be something special." Donnie nods emphatically at this, an earnest expression on his face. "I mean, just look at us now. We've got each other's backs, and with you leading the way... well, who knows where we could go?"

Leo's expression immediately softens at the mention of Splinter, his tone becoming more gentle as he speaks. "We understand, man. But we can promise you this: if you decide to join us, it won't be because we want you for some stupid reason like that. We only want what's best for you and the city. And... well, to be honest?" He grins lopsidedly. "We could use someone with your skills and experience on our team." Donnie nods in agreement beside him, his tail flicking back and forth nervously as he waits for your response.