So, my cousin’s son really liked my plushes of Krang and Ch’rell when I brought them to our grandmother’s (needed opinions on improvement for making more with our aunt).
Specifically, he liked to roll them.Â
And then...magnificence. Representation of the most dangerous warlords in Dimension X, whose very names are feared and command respect...hauled off upside down by one tentacle by a toddler.
This is ultimately how he left them later
Which was probably the funniest part for me because I’m only imagining the conversation they’d have after what just happened.
I’ll be making him his own Utrom tomorrow, I think. He was really having fun with them, so he should have his own. Now that I totally separate family story in regards to one aunt having only returned the sewing machine to her sister and not realizing the plug and pedal weren’t there (I found them tucked away in a box).
