One Of A Kind

Our lives started differently then most, my brothers and I all started out as 4 baby pet shop turtles, yup you heard right.

Turtles were green and have shells, get used to it.

The kid who bought us was walking across the street and thanks to a TCRI truck nearly plowing over a blind man and one other kid brave enough to save said blind man, the kid who was carrying us dropped us. We floated down a drain a TCRI vile full of mutating goop followed after us.

It smashed down there and we crawled around in it. Our father, found us a few moments later, he got covered in some of the goop as well from one of us shaking it off on him.

He gathered us up in a coffee can and took us back to his burrow.

And the next morning we grew to the size of toddlers. Our father also grew, he was amazed at our growth and kept us as his children, raising us as any father would.

Sensei named each of us after a renaissance artists, he had found a book while on one of his food hunts.

He assumed we were all male.

It’s kinda hard to tell what gender unless he checked, and he gave us privacy.

Sadly he really should have checked…

It would have saved him and I the embarrassment of finding out later.

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“Papa?” asked a soft voice from the doorway.

Splinter looked up seeing his eldest child stand in the doorway, the little boy toyed with the tail of his masks nervously.

“Yes my son?” he asked, “What do you need?” The small turtle toddler walked in standing by his father.

“How come I don’t have what they have?” he asked looking up at splinter.

Splinter blinked confused “What do you mean Leonardo?” he asked.

Leo pouted, “How come I don’t have what they have down there?” He said pointing down at his crotch.

Now splinter was confused he stood up from his old rocking chair bending down to the young turtles level.

“Explain how you came to this my son,” he said wanting to hear how Leonardo came to this conclusion.

“Well I had ta go to the bathroom and I walked in on raph, I want to know why my down there is different from his.” explained the turtle looking at his father expectantly.

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Many years have passed since that fateful day; my children have grown in many ways.

My eldest daughter especially, unlike her brothers she grew thinner, and remained the shortest being a turtle she never grew a chest. Her brothers grew to be 5’2 more muscled and thicker.

While she has remained a 5’1 with softer features, obviously showing her gender.

They sometimes give her grief for her size and being a woman.