Mama's Boy

“Do you know why I gave you your name , Red Raven ?” Big Mama knelt down , meeting the turtle's eyes. Her hair was down , white resting over her pink shoulders , just barely covering the black straps of the tank top she wore to bed every night. It contrasted the baggy , cyan pants that stretched just past her ankles.“No , why ?” Red Raven tilted his head , curious. The 6 year old couldn’t help the way his mind wandered. “I’m not a raven , am I ?”She let out a small chuckle , “No , silly.” A few stray hairs fell down her face. “It’s because , my snoogly boo ,” She placed her hands gently on his shoulders , “I see great potential in you. One day , I hope you can fly and prosper in the way a raven soars through the sky.” Big Mama snorted , stifling her own laugh , “Even if you are a turtle.”Or ; Raph and Big Mama , the ( not so ) perfect family