Don and Raph were sitting at the table. Raph had a bowl of cereal and Don has his usual, coffee. They had been through so much in the past six months. Mikeys kidnapping,
Mikeys silence, and now Mikeys over protective nature were just some of the minor problems they were dealing with. Their biggest problem however, lay in a sand filled box
that was being heated by a lamp Donny had whipped up. The only person Mikey really talked to was Donny, and that was just for tips and information about turtle eggs.
When they had first talked, Don had suggested making the temperature too cold, so the egg would turn out male. Mikey had immediately refused, saying he wanted the
temperature to be borderline, not too hot and not too cold. Don had let that one slide. His brother wasn't the same anymore, and Donny didn't want to push it. Yes they had
rescued him and got him talking again, but it wasn't Mikey. It wasn't their Mikey. Don was brought back to reality when an abnormally loud slurping sound blared from beside
him. Raph was without a doubt the most noisy eater ever. Donny rolled his eyes and went back to his coffee. Neither of the brothers were really paying attention until Leo
rushed into the room. His eyes were wide, he almost seemed to be out of breath, and his hands were shaking. "Its time." The brothers immediately perked up, Don knew that
the egg would hatch soon, but he hadn't really been prepared for the day to arrive.
The three of them rushed to Mikeys room, where their baby brother and Master Splinter were already at. Mikey was sitting on his bed, his baby blue eyes focused intently on
the small patch of moss that the egg was under. Don had insisted that it was the proper way for the egg to be hatched. The small patch of moss was untouched, but once
they looked closer they could see it moving. The brainiac rushed from the room and got the supplies he needed, a warm towel and his ever needed coffee. Upon his return, he
found everyone huddled close, their breaths held. Don gingerly moved the moss aside to inspect the progress. He beckoned for Mikey to come closer, because at that exact
moment the small beak of the new turtle pushed through the shell. Everyone watched in awe as the child began its struggle to free itself. After a good five minutes, a small
arm reached out of the shell and then another. The skin of the child was just a few shades lighter than Mikeys, but it seemed to suit the babe well. Dons voice was hushed as
to not disturb the child, "Mikey, if you're very careful I think you can assist now." His baby brothers blue eyes were filled with tears, but the smile on his face betrayed the
tears. Mikey, as carefully as he could, began to chip away small fragments of the egg. Working together, Mikey and Don created a hole big enough for the child to squeeze
through. Don gave a quick nod as Mikey wrapped his large hands around the baby. He gingerly lifted his child from the egg bed. Tears streamed down everyone but Raphs
face as they looked at the tiny turtle. Don grabbed the warm towel and began to dry the child off. Mikeys couldn't believe it. Every detail of this child was perfect, the
plastron, the delicate shell, even the way the child shook their tiny arms. Silence fell upon the room as everyone watched on in awe.
"Alright! Ill say it." Raphs impatient voice broke the family moment, "What is it?" Surprisingly, it was Master Splinter that answered, "It is a little girl my son. Her markings
are much different than your own when you were children." Raph tried to look angry, but his lips twitched into a smile. Mikey let out a small peep, and everyone crowded
together to see what had caused it. Their eyes blurred with tears as they looked into the little girls recently opened eyes. Blue. Sky Blue. Her eyes were amazing, even more
so than her fathers. The perfect blue orbs the child possessed made their hearts melt, and from that moment on nobody felt they could deny her anything. "Mikey, what are
you going to name her?" Leos eyes were transfixed on the child. Mikey cautiously brushed a small lock of russet red hair from her eyes, "Alessandra." Master Splinter smiled,
"Defender of Man." He hobbled up to his youngest son and patted his shoulder, "Wise choice my son." He drew from his robe a pale orange blanket, visibly worn and well
loved. Mikeys eyes widened in wonder, "Is that my blanket?" Their Sensei gave a smile and a nod, "I was able to retrieve it from our second home." The old blanket was held
out for Mikey to take, and the newly fathered orange masked turtle gently took it. He observed it carefully, reminiscing about the times where he required this blanket
himself. With joy in his heart Mikey wrapped his newborn daughter in his old baby blanket, "Welcome home, Allie."
Sorry for the short chapter, but I felt that it was better to leave it how it was. Im basically in love with the idea of this little girl, and cant wait to develop her character further. The next chapter shall be all about the struggles the brother must face now that their is a newborn baby in their home. Feeling evil.