Chapter 42: Boy stuff

After breakfast, Donatello and Raphael exchanged glances, and Rafe braced himself.

"We'd like to talk to Mr. Lehman. Boy stuff," Raphael said. As stubborn as their mother. Lindi might believe the bit about boy stuff, but he was wise to them.

Rafe followed them to the room they called their study. He was still dazed from the revelation of the night before.

"You should've believed her," Raphael said.

"Are you blind?" Donatello asked. He walked over to a chest of drawers and rummaged around until he found a large handheld mirror that looked as if it had gone through several science experiments. He pointed to the bed. "Sit down." He looked and sounded like a miniature general.

Curious, Rafe sat.

Donatello handed him the mirror. "Look at our bone structure and then look at yours. You have a square chin - look at mine. It is still rounded because I am kindergarten age, but any idiot can see it will become square like yours. Look at the shape of Raphael's eyes. Now, look at yours."