I'd like to point something out before I start this story.
My father is the best father in the whole world and none of yours can compete so HA!
Oh, and this story was inspired by xLannyx 's "Life of a Sensei" so there will be some similarities and if you haven't already, read her story when you're done with mine!
Chapter One: That Time of Year
Kit sat on her bed, absently listening to the guys not so quietly sneaking around the lair. Donnie actually dropped something, giving away his nerves. Raph was spending a lot more time in the garage than usual, literally growling at anyone who ventured up there. Mikey was giggling from time to time for seemingly no reason, and Leo seemed just a little pleased with himself -never a good sign.
If it were any other time of the year Kit would have been sniffing the air for a gas leak or something in the water.
Instead it was June. Father's day was fast approaching. The guys were running around like a bunch of teenage mutant kung-fu chickens with their heads cut off as they prepared their gifts to try and express in some small measure how much they loved and appreciated Master Splinter.
And -if at all possible- to outdo each other.
They had been at this for years. Kit felt out of place and a little intimidated, quietly trying to think of something for a person who two years ago she wouldn't have believed existed. Sure there was that whole mutant rat thing which would have made Kit ask if somebody had been reading too many magazines in the check-out line, but then there was that which made Master Splinter, Master Splinter. That was the unbelievable part.
Years ago a young human woman had seen something in the rat in her kitchen that made her save the rodent's life and take it as a pet. This same rat had tried to defend its master from an attack by evil men. After that, this rat had found four, dirty infant turtles and taken care of them, even when its world began to grow and change.
This rat had taught these four baby turtles to defend themselves, but to still love others. It was also this rat that allowed a strange human to live despite the threat she posed to his family. Not long after accepting this woman as a part of his life, Master Splinter had also spared a feisty little mutant trespasser and eventually invited Kit into his home.
If anything could incite Master Splinter's wrath as much as a direct threat to his loved ones, it was the thought of a parent neglecting or mistreating their child. When he met someone in trouble his first instinct was to reach out to them. In his every action he was an amazing balance of loving father, strict teacher, wise mentor, and even that mischievous little rat that snuck into a young woman's kitchen back in Japan all those years ago. The only guidance he had to become the amazing individual he was, were fuzzy memories of a good man.
Kit took a deep breath and shook her head, what did she do to deserve meeting someone such as him, much less being welcomed into his home?
It was decided, she would make a gift to express her gratitude at the very least. Just because she wasn't his daughter didn't mean she couldn't thank him.
But what could she possibly give him?