A small mess of wrapping paper soon littered the kitchen floor and Turtle eagerly opened up the box.

To a gun.

She paled a little. She'd...never even really seen a gun before, and she blinked at it like it might jump out of the box and bite her. A gun. An actual gun, and it would technically be hers.

"...Wow." She wasn't quite sure what kind of a wow that was. Kicking people was one thing; shooting them? She let out a long whistle. "Can...I even legally have one of these? I mean, they can't possibly allow these at the school. Otherwise, I'm sure I'd see half the student body armed to the teeth.."