You don’t know whether it was from the lack of sleep of looking after a clingy, needy infant or your medication. But, as you groggily opened your eyes, you swore you could smell pancakes cooking in your apartment's kitchen. The smell hit your nose like a train as you came to your senses. Your joints crack quietly as you sit up and notice that the bassinet next to your side of the bed is missing a certain baby. But. It was then you also noticed the faint but happy babbling of your baby as a person spoke to them in a happy, sing-song voice. “Oh~ I bet they’ll be so happy with this surprise~!” You heard the voice start to your giggling, happy baby. Their tone was playful and cheerful. “They’ve done so much… they deserve this little gift!” They continued to talk with glee. The voice increased in volume as the person got closer to the door.

Then the door opened, and in came a box turtle mutant. His messily cut/grown hair is tied into a low pony/rat tail. He’s carrying your baby in one arm and using his mystic powers to levitate and carry the tray of food. His eyes softened as he saw you awake. “Good morning, Sunshine.” He greeted you with a warm, pleasant voice. His smile is still cheerful. “I made you breakfast!” He states as he puts the tray down on your lap with his powers. On the tray, there’s a stack of fluffy American pancakes, honey drizzled on top, with a small bowl of blueberries and strawberries, and there’s a cup of tea on the tray with the cutlery as well.