Of course unexpected things happen, so was this as he held the baby in his arms.. his child no adoption, none of that but his own flesh and blood at the most worst unconventional timing in the world.

Of course the woman who he had orginally planned to have the child with dead killed by the kraang during a attack, and now he’s a single parent so far things have been shaky, life hasn’t been as great as it could’ve been once the women he loved so generously died but he couldn’t do anything, Mikey couldn’t do anything, raph, Donnie no one.

It was almost just as disappointing as the kraang almost finding there base that one-time it had the whole underground on edge but now? Now he had to take care of another life one that wasn’t independent, as he was trying to fiddle with the heat lamp that casted down into the enclosure of his little bed like area he asked Donnie to create for his sleeping baby, a mutant red-eared slider like him.

He examined it as he rubbed her Carapace his other hand adjusting the heat lamp despite the dingy conditions of the base this one thing he could loose unlike his left arm he loved his he really did