WARNING: Contains foul language, Tcest and mentions of sexual themes!

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Introductions

Raphael Adams: My Dad.

He had no idea how easy he had it. Back then if ya brought home a pay check and didn't beat ya kids, ya were father of the year. Tha truth is my generation has no idea how this marriage and family thing works 'cause there are no rules any more.

I work, he works, I'm in charge, he's in charge.

No ones in charge and it's all a big mess! Who do I blame? :Pulls out a black and white picture of Mary Tyler Moore: Mary Tyler Moore. She was TV's first career gal and she filled people with hopes, dreams and aspirations.

Bitch.

Now everyone get's everything and there's nothing left for people like me.


Raphael Adams was a 34 year old mutant turtle.

His nickname was Raph. Raph was a kelly green mutant turtle with goo green eyes. There were several scratches and chips on his shell such as a small lightening bolt shaped crack/missing-chunk on the right corner of his plastron.

He was 'ruggedly handsome' as turtles go.

His work clothes were a black suit, white shirt and a red tie. When he wasn't at work he usually wore a red shirt and black leather pants. "Leo, we're out of cereal." He complained to his mate when he went to make himself some breakfast.

Leonardo Adams was also 34 years old.

He was an leaf green coloured mutant turtle with sapphire blue eyes. He was lean, looked mysterious and beautiful. When he wasn't at work at the hospital as a doctor he wore a white shirt and light blue pants.

Leo looked up at Raph and away from the dirty dishes he has been washing.

"Oh I'm so sorry." He said calmly. "I guess I was so busy driving the carpool, going to work and refinishing the dinning room table I totally forgot about your cereal. Can you ever forgive me?" He said in a sweet, but sarcastic, voice.


Raphael Adams: My mate Leonardo.

Don't be fooled by tha attitude, we're a good team. And did ya check out tha rack? Nice huh?


Sat on the sofa right by the kitchen was another mutant turtle.

He was called Kane Adams and he was 13. He had kelly green skin and chestnut brown eyes. Kane was the shortest family member in the house and the youngest child to Leonardo and Raphael.

He was currently sat on the sofa playing a video game.


Raphael Adams: That's my thirteen year old son Kane.

He wet tha bed 'til he was eleven. 4800 books on bladder specialists. The family couldn't go on vacation for three years 'cause tha kid was too lazy ta get out of bed in tha middle of tha night.


In the front room Raphael was attempting to talk to a female mutant turtle.

She was sixteen years old with a thin model type body. She had leaf green skin and amethyst purple eyes. She wore a light lilac shirt that showed her belly with a brown mini skirt.

"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" She screamed before running upstairs.


Raphael Adams: My daughter, Marianne Adams.

By tha way, for all ya young or old men out there in tha world, I only have one small simple rule if yer plannin' on datin' my teenage daughter. If she sees ya penis I'll cut it off.

And then...there's Lewis.


Upstairs a 15 year old turtle sat on his bed tapping his feet and clicking his finger to a musical.

This was Leonardo and Raphael's oldest son Lewis Adams. He was one of those awkward teenagers at high school. He had sapphire blue eyes like his mother and kelly green skin like his father.


Raphael Adams: How would my father of handled these problems we all call children?

Oh yeah!

:Picks up a glass of rum and starts to drink: