The ANBU Captain held up something that may have been a child - but it was hard to tell underneath all of the paint, glitter, sequins and neon feathers - displaying it to the squad that stood before him.
"How the fuck did this manage to evade us for two hours?" he asked.
There was no answer forthcoming.
Sighing, he lowered the object and brought it indoors. He would have to get Naruto cleaned up and looking somewhat presentable before he delivered him to the Hokage to be repremaded. He'd learned that lesson the hard way when he'd delivered the boy covered in grass, mud, and god only knew what else after a three hour chase.