The slider and the mutant (Feral Leo x Reader)

Stowaway.

Okay I swear on my mama we back on the og timeline.
WE GOT SOME LGBTQ+ UP IN DA HOUUUUUSE!‼️‼️‼️
Long chapter! Will be multi-part!

~Leo~
Leo was tired.
Scratch that, Leo was beyond exhausted. He doesn't know why or how he's so tired despite the fact all Leo ever did was sleep. But he just felt like collapsing on the floor.

Leo eyes a small thing on the ground, it had straps, pockets, and a gaping hole filled with paper.
A perfect napping place, he could just go in and not worry about anything.
Although, he is starting to feel bad about leaving the Not-Kraang with the green blobs and the short furry one, he doesn't know where the stranger and the brown and yellow blob are.
But it doesn't matter, Leo can see them after his great nap in this paper-filled abyss.

~Casey~
"April, do I really have to?" Casey asked, watching April part his curly hair, it has always been curly, just the grime, sweat, and blood have made it slicked back into a mullet.
April sighs. "Yes CJ, you have to go back to school. You can't just skip a week without saying anything." She says, she holds a part of Casey's hair high, like it was a ponytail.
"Besides, it's picture day!" April exclaims.
She examines him in the mirror, Casey tries not to shrink underneath her gaze.

April shakes her head and lets the hair drop.
"Can't I just wear my beanie?" Casey asks.
"Would Future Leo want you to?" April queries, looking at Casey through the mirror.
"I think he forgot what a beanie is..." Casey mumbles. April stares at Casey with a shocked expression. "He forgot what a beanie is?" She asks in disbelief. Casey nods.
"Okay, whatever. If Leo did remember what a beanie is, I'd doubt he'd let you wear it. Wanna know why? 'Cause Leo hates beanies, ever since an 'incident' happened. He's hated them ever since!" April explains.
"Well, to be fair," Casey begins. "Sensei didn't necessarily like a lot of things, he gets more traumatized than the rest of his brothers."

"How so?" April asks, combing out a section.
"Well, he and Mayhem—"
"Mayhem is alive in the future?!" April shouts. Casey winces.
"Well, yea! He was a crucial aspect to the resistance. He, MichealAngelo, and Sensei were an unstoppable trio!" Casey exclaims. He starts to explain more about how Mayhem had gotten really big in two years, and how it turns out that he can live forever.
"Mayhem was designed to keep rogue Yokai in check." Casey says. "Like Great-Uncle Draxuum." April hums in reply, now finishing up Casey's hair.

He looks in the mirror, brownish-black curly locks rested on his shoulders, some pulled up into a bun in the back.
"Isn't it beautiful?" April coos, admiring her work.
Casey feels his locks, he feels his bun.

It's a cool hairstyle. He thinks.

Beep! Beep!

"Shit! That's the bus. You're lunch is on the kitchen counter along with your water bottle, your backpack and duffel bag full of your smelly gymnastics clothes is by the entrance. Go!" April shouts. Casey hurriedly stands, grabbing his lunch and water bottle, quickly saying goodbye to the Hamato Clan, and running toward the entrance where his backpack laid. He scoops it up, struggling when it's heavier than usual. He shrugs, putting his duffel bag on over his shoulder and quickly going up the stairs where is bus was waiting.

Nobody ever judged Casey's home. In fact, everybody thought that he just waited in there until the bus came and that Casey just lived at an apartment that was close by.
Casey steps onto the bus, quickly finding his friend Zane and sitting down next to him.
"Does the binder I got for you work?" Casey asks quietly, gesturing to Zane's body. He punches Casey's arm affectionately.
"Hell yeah! It works perfectly! I'm so glad you got it for me after my parents broke my last one." He says, leaning his head back on the seat. Casey does too. "Yea...I'm sorry your parents broke your old one." He says solemnly.