His Baby Girl: TMNT Daughter Scenarios (Temporarily Discontinued)

First Day!

Leonardo

Personality: Tomboyish, but also has a desire to be a leader like her dad.

You were crazy excited to go to school! And not to mention leaving the lair for the first time! You prepared a little outfit for your first day, but it was nothing too special. A pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt you figured would do nicely, and you put your hair up into a messy ponytail. Perfect. You felt confident and ready for your very first day at school! Leo, however, was not so confident. He badgered you with safety tips and rules and what not, but you were able to tune him out because he was killing your excitement. "Dad I'll be fine," you chuckled as you interrupted his panic. "Just, be safe sweetie," he said softly and kissed your forehead. You planted a kiss on his cheek and rushed out of the sewers and to your new school. It was incredible. The sights, the sounds, EVERYTHING. You walked in through the main doors and gained few strange looks, as you were the new girl. But you simply ignored them and proceeded to your first period class. You sat next to girl dressed similar to you. "Hey," she stated. You smiled and figured this could be the perfect opportunity to make a friend. "Hi. I'm (Y/n)," you said happily. "I'm (b/f/n)," she replied, seeming equally as happily to have made a friend, "You're the new girl, right?" You nodded and smiled. "Like the school so far?," she asked. "Yeah it's cool. Hey, do you know any extracurricular activities I could possibly get involved in?" She smiled. "Well, I'm in the yearbook club and I'm also on the girl's tennis team. I could take you there." "Really! Thanks!," you were overjoyed, you had made a friend and had possibly gotten a chance to be on a team and in a club! You breezed through your day, making new friends in almost every class! It was incredible! However, the school day was now over. You were a little sad that you'd have to go home, but you were excited to come back tomorrow! You turned to go home, but stopped when you heard someone calling your name. You swung around and saw a handsome boy running towards you. You raised an eyebrow and backed up a little as he reached you. "Hi! Uh, (Y/n)? Was it? I-I'm Joey." Feeling slightly frazzled, you smiled with a hint of sarcasm and said, "Nice to meet you? Uh, how do you know my name?" He seemed nervous, but it was actually kind of cute. "I'm friends with (b/f/n) and I just...thought you were a cool chick and wanted to introduce myself." You smiled and blushed a little. "Well, Joey, I'm glad to make your acquaintance...but I really gotta go. See you tomorrow!" You ran off without another word, blushing enough to make your nose bleed! You figured you'd look into a possible relationship with this boy.....

Raphael

Personality: As girly as they come, but also has a hint of ferocity and can kick some ass if she needs to; extremely fashionable and downright fabulous.

You put the finishing touches on your face. Mascara, check! Eyeliner, check! Lipstick, check! Blush, check! Everything was perfect! You wore a beige skater skirt with a black top and some black heels. Your hair was in a neat pony tail with a bejeweled black hair clip holding back your bangs. You felt beautiful and certainly ready to take on the world. You marched out of your room holding a small beige purse and headed for the sewer's exit. "Woah! What is that!," Raph yelped as he saw you. "What?" "That!!!" "What, my outfit? My makeup?" He breathed heavily with panic. "Yes! All of it! I've never seen you like this before! This isn't you!" You crossed your arms. "Yes it is, daddy. I love how I look so could you stop pooping on my feelings," you said, seeming a little hurt, "I've just never shown it before because I've never gotten the opportunity to." He still seemed upset, but didn't want to hurt you. "Ok," he sighed, "Just remember what I said about boys." You chuckled and kissed his cheek, then ran out of the lair. You arrived at the high school and walked in like you owned the place. You received a little attention, and by that I mean A LOT. Boys stared at you, wondering who you were and even better, if they could talk to you. Girls eyeballed you with jealousy. You just took it all in proudly, and made your way to your first class. You sat down alone, figuring that if anyone wanted to sit next to you they would, and it was only a matter of time (she certainly has daddy's confidence). A girl dressed similar to you sat down in the desk next to you and smiled. "Your new here," she said. You simply smiled and nodded elegantly. "Well, you don't seem very nervous." You scoffed a little. "Why should I be?," was your answer. She smiled. "I think you'll do well here. Hey, wanna sit with me and my girls for lunch?" (Throwing a little Mean Girls in there! I love that movie!) You felt accepted, but knew that special caution would have to be taken. "I'll see about it," you smirked. She chuckled and shook her head. "Yup. You'll do well here." You breezed through your day, and you did sit with that girl and her little clic for lunch. They were nice girls that you were sure would make good friends for you. Now that the day was over, you flipped your hair and started heading towards a manhole by the school. However, you stopped when you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. You twirled around to see a tall, handsome young man standing before you. "Hey...uh...are you the new girl?," he squeaked. You smirked and nodded. "Um...well if you aren't doing anything later um...my first basketball game of the season is on Friday and-" "I'll check my schedule," you interrupted confidently. He smiled happily. "I'm Chris," he offered you a hand. You shook it. "Such a gentleman," you chuckled, "See ya around Chris." With that, you turned to walk away. "But wait! I didn't get your name!" You simply giggled and disappeared into the night, leaving poor Chris utterly confused. He didn't know what he was getting himself into, but he liked it.

Donatello

Personality: Nerdy, shy, and cute; somewhere in between tomboy and girly.

You carefully curled your hair into a simple braid, then quickly adjusted your glasses. Hidden behind your glasses were your shining (e/c) eyes elegantly decorated with a hint of purple eyeshadow. You wore a dab of nude colored lipstick. Your outfit consisted of a pair of jeans with a trendy purple blouse. You didn't want to over do it too much, so you left out any jewelry. Perfect. You slowly walked into the living room where your uncles greeted you with hugs. "You'll be fine," your father assured with a smile. You smiled back, then headed out of the lair. The school was huge and pretty threatening. Chatter buzzed around you, and you were surrounded by people of all different ages and styles. "This is gonna be great," you said to yourself, trying to stay as positive as possible. You approached your first period class and a beam of sweat appeared on your forehead. You were nervous, but you figured you'd just have to get it over with. You strolled in and tried to hide your fear. Suddenly, you spotted a girl sitting by herself. She looked just as lonely and frightened as you. "Hey," you sat in the desk beside her, "I'm (Y/n)." She looked up at you and a wide smile appeared on her face. "I'm (b/f/n)!," she beamed, "It's my first day!" You smiled back. "Mine too. Wanna be friends?" She nodded happily. Your first friend! "I'm so glad I met you! I was afraid I wouldn't have anyone to talk to the entire year!," she said. And thus the conversation with your first friend began. As the day concluded, you rushed out of the school as quickly as possible. You wanted to get home and start your homework so that you could perfect it and make a good impression on the teachers. Due to your slight shyness and the fact that you tried your hardest to stay out of the spotlight, you hadn't caught anyone's eye just yet. But you would in time, and it would be well worth the wait.

Michaelangelo

Personality: Carefree and bubbly; is closer to the girly side, but has some interest in sports.

You jumped up and down on your bed like a maniac, trying to give your hair a beach wave look. You shook your head vigorously and doused your hair in products that claimed to give it volume. "Come on! Come on!," you said to yourself. You wore a pair of orange floral print pants and a white off the shoulder tee with a pair of white boots. Your makeup consisted of sparkly orange eyeshadow, eyeliner that was designed like cat eyes, and pink lipstick. You looked gorgeous, but your hair wouldn't cooperate. "Angel Cakes! Hurry! You're gonna be late!," Mikey called to you. "On my way, Daddy!!," you called back as you jumped off your bed. You quickly grabbed your book bag and rushed out the door, yelling goodbyes as you left. Tardy! On your first day! You ran through the hallways, and finally reached your first period class completely out of breath. The only seat available was smack in the center of a bunch of football players! You didn't exactly mind. They were hot. You happily took the available seat before the teacher could notice your lateness, then whipped out a few books. "Hey," one of the boys chuckled at your disorganized mess of a bag. "Hey," you smirked at him. "You're the new girl?," another asked. "Yeah," you turned to smile at the other one. "Cool," a bunch of them said in different voice tones. You giggled then looked to the teacher, who was blabbing about the school and their many many many rules. She bored you already, and you needed some entertainment. "You guys play sports?" "Football," one of them whispered. He was the quarterback of the team. Your eyes quickly skimmed his wonderfully toned body. 'I love school' you thought. "Cool," you finally replied. He chuckled. You knew this place was gonna be one wild ride already. The day breezed by, and before you knew it it was time to head home. You almost didn't want to. The herd of football players stuck around with you all day long, and you loved being with them. The one little girly girl friends with the entire football team! What could be more precious! They walked you out of the school and waved goodbye to you as you headed for the nearest manhole. Who knew you'd make so many good friends on your first day? You sure didn't. But one thing was certain: You could not wait for tomorrow!