Salutations, @cerulean-crystal ! Thank you for your contribution to the art of science!

(Edited in by Future Donatello: our asker said: Here's a question. Since softshells are commonly nicknamed pancakes. When you were all younger, did your brothers ever try to eat you because they took that literally?)

Michelangelo was too little at the time to cause too much damage, it was just painful for my ego... and arm, at the time. He thought I was food and bit me when we were younger, which caused me to "freak out" and hit him. He wasn't hurt badly, but he hated me for the hour that he could remember what had happened. As I've stated before, my brothers are dumb dumbs. After that, Leonardo thought it would be funny to try it until I threatened to throw the toaster in his bath next time he fell asleep in it, which got me scolded by Raphael. Raph was too nice to do anything like that, which I was thankful for. Michel tried it again after that, which gave me the hint that he'd gained a taste for blood. I began to cover myself in vinegar as a deterrent, which solved that problem. Splinter had many questions as to why Angelo would cry to him about a bitter taste, but he stopped asking after about the third time. Some may call that punishment cruel, others wasteful, but I refer to it as resourcefulness, creativity, and genius in the field of science. 

The annoying part is that no one even bothered to inform me why he did that until you asked that question. Nardo, when asked about it, burst into laughter while admitting that he'd told Michelangelo I was a delicious pancake. I'm contemplating the toaster, but will refrain from murder since it's illegal so far. 

Signing off,

Donatello Hamato