Turtle Story: Part One.

The mother watched with amazement as the egg hatched. First a small crack appeared. As the crack grew, out popped a leg. Next, a head. Then came another head. She was sure there was only supposed to be one of those. ‘What the fuck?’ she thought to herself as another head emerged. The rest of the egg popped right off and two more heads appeared along with a couple of weird flappy things coming out of the shell.
She was panicking as she had never encountered such a strange being and was unsure what to make of the ‘monster’ she had created. She started gnawing on the third head until it snapped off. She didn’t like the taste and her mind was spinning around faster than a washing machine when it does that super-fast spinny thing, so she decided to have a cigarette to help her calm down.
She smoked and pondered and suddenly felt a wave of guilt and disgust. How the hell could she have gnawed off the head of her offspring? It just wasn’t normal turtle behaviour. She realised she should love her young thing no matter what. After all, her other eggs had been stolen.
She went back to her nest and put some dettol and a bandage where the head used to be. Hopefully nobody would ever find out her deep, dark secret. With any luck everyone would presume it was born with only four heads. She licked each remaining head and snuggled into their one shell to protect them whilst they all slept. When they awoke, she decided to name each head. She named them (from left to right) Fudu, Jack, Sheldon and Kameko.
As time went by, she realised there was something special about her sons...