This is the first of a four part drabble series. Each will be in a turtle's pov.

Disclaimer: I do not own them. I never will. However, I do own this...

(Donatello)

Science is a way to explore the enormity of the world by examining the most minuscule particles without leaving the comfort of you lab. It's something I cannot live without.

Bring the samples to me and I will analyze them! Do you need anything repaired? I'm your turtle! Need a miracle? As you can see I'm not so eager to help now... There may have actually been a time when I would have rubbed my chin and beckoned you to my lab where I would examine the problem. I would have seen what I could easily remedy, what I hoped I could fix, and what would be impossible to do. Then I would have assured you that it would all be fine- I could handle it. I actually believed that for a time.

Why? Why do I now doubt what I once believed in? There are two reasons…

Firstly, I may have just grown up since then. I have seen that some things are out of my control that I cannot preform a miracle. It's just a fact of life.

Lastly and not so straight forward is something I will try to explain. In a lesson, you can learn many lessons: some that the teacher intends you to learn or a subtle lurking truth, your own conclusion. The second reason came from a training session with Master Splinter where I learned something he didn't necessarily intend.

My bros and I were all sparing against Master Splinter. Our objective was to work together in a strategic maneuver to disarm him, simple. However, strike after strike was launched on Sensei with no avail. Finally, Raph grew so impatient that- without a plan or any tact at all- attacked Master Splinter. Raph was disarmed and on the ground within seconds. Splinter was furious. He wasn't angry that we had failed to disarm him, but rather because Raph attacked him in the way that he did- so stupidly. "Remember my sons, we are not impervious. Do not be so rash."

I remember thinking afterwards that if I could fix it, how aren't we impervious? After a while, it struck me. I will not be able to fix everything. There will be a time when my bros will come to me with a task to vast, too impossible for me. What will I do then? I'm not Houdini. I can't do miracles.

If Splinter drops sand from an hourglass and asks for my assistance, there will be grains of sand still left on the floor. I could spent all my energy and time on the task, but I would not be able to preform a miracle.

When Raph asks me to rid his bike of scratches form his crazy ride the night before, I will miss some. I could develop some sort of impressive, never-failing technology, but there would still be some scratches and no miracle.

When Mikey's blue eyes fill with tears and I need him to smile again like he wasn't hurt, I can't collect everyone of those tears and hide them from the world again. I cannot fully rid him of every hurt; I cannot create a miracle.

When Leo silently and unknowingly begs me to aid him, I can't pick up all the missing pieces that fall out every time he fights with Raph. There will be some cracks left, even after I fill in the missing spots. There would be no miracle.

Maybe I just don't believe in miracles anymore. Maybe I gathered them with a few grains of sand, several blue tears and threw them into a box, which I locked. Maybe I lost the key and just don't remember where I even left that stupid box.

Next time during a fight, bros, remember I can't fix everything. Don't bring me a body that is broken beyond repair or a spirit battered beyond hope. There will be somethings that I will not be able to fix. Remember, I'm just not a miracle worker.

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