TMNT OneShots

BIRTHDAY PARTY Mikey x Reader (2007)

Readers POV

You groaned and fell backwards onto your bed, out stretching your arms. [Wwwwhhhyyyyy mmmeee?!] Today was your birthday. More specifically it was your 15th birthday. And your parents had set up a party for you. [I knew they would screw up if I left it to them!!] You weren't a child anymore, but your mom and dad had persisted on treating you like one. They hired a friggin little kids birthday person! You heard the doorbell and groaned again. You'd already told your friends to go home, because you parent had RUINED THE PARTY, but you hadn't gotten ahold of the party guy. You went over to the door and peeked your head out the little peephole. Some guy with a giant green stuffed head was standing outside your door. [I'm guessing that's him...] You swung the door open. The party guy held his arms out and swung two fluffy Nunchuks in his hands. "Happy birthday from Cawabunga Carl!!!!" You were tempted to giggle, but didn't. "Where's the birthday girl?" He said excitedly. You raised your hand sheepishly. "Right here." He looked at you for a few seconds. "Yeah.... apparently, my parents think I'm still 5 years old. I'll pay you for the whole day, but I already sent my friends home so...." You grabbed a few dollar bills out of your pocket and handed it to him. "Here ya go." You faked a smile his way. You couldn't really tell if he was smiling too though... Just as you were about to close the door, a loud bang caused you to fall. Luckily, the party guy caught you. You quickly regained your composure and ran to the window. "What the hell was that?!" You stared out the window at layers and layers of smoke that was preventing you from seeing anything. You looked over to your right and saw the party guy standing beside you. You didn't really mind that he came in your house, considering that it nearly blew up. After a few seconds, the smoke cleared and your jaw dropped when you looked out the window. You saw 5 giant stone guys wrecking your building. Smashing it from the ground up with their various giant stone weapons. "Holey-!" "We gotta get you outta here!" You looked over and saw the party guy looking at you. Well, as much of a look that he could give you with that head on. Without warning, he scooped you up and ran out of the house. You reluctantly let him carry you. and for a minimum wage party planner, he was pretty strong. When you got to a roof, -(for some reason he chose to put you down on a dangerous roof then on the ground... Don't ask.)- he let you down. You dusted off your shirt and looked over at your house. "I don't have my cell on me. Can you call the police?" You looked over at him. He walked closer, and put his hands on your shoulders. "The police won't help. But look... I need you not to freak out. Just for now. Later, you can freak out all you want." You raised an eyebrow. "Why would I-?" Your eyes widened as he took his hands off your shoulders and lifted his helmet thing, revealing a green turtle head, matching the rest of his body. "W-what did I smoke this morning?!" He smiled at you warmly. "You didn't smoke anything. This is me." He scratched the back of his head nervously. You started to faint, but he caught you. Your vision started to go blurry, and you couldn't stop it. so, you let yourself drift, hearing one more thing uttered out of the turtle mans mouth. "Well... At least she didn't freak out."

When you came to, you shuffled around a bit, and felt that you were in some kind of bed. You opened your eyes and saw someone staring at you, inches from your face. "GAAH!" He jumped backwards, and you pulled the covers up to your face. "Who are-" Then you remembered what had happened. [The turtle man!] "Your awake!" "You don't say..." You scratched the top of your head and looked around. You were in some kind of bed room. Not your own. There were pizza slices everywhere, and most of the wallpaper was stripped off. "Where am I?" You looked back at the turtle man, who was now getting something from his dresser. "Welcome to my humble abode! AKA my room." You raised a eyebrow. "Why am I here? Where's my room?" You covered your mouth when you remembered your house was destroyed by those giant stone freaks. "I-is my house okay?!" You jumped out of the bed and looked the turtle guy straight in the eye. "Well.... We stopped the stone guys. But..." He scratched the back of his head nervously. "They pretty much wrecked it all..." You looked down at your hands. "Well, at least no one got hurt. My mom and dad were out when it happened and-" Your eyes widened. "P-poptart! My cat Poptart!" You looked up at him with tears in your eyes. "No..." You whispered. His eyes brightened and he shuffled in his closet. He pulled out something, but you couldn't see it with all the tears in your eyes. he walked up to you and wiped your tears away with one hand. You sniffled and looked at his arms. "P-poptart!" You smiled and took the orange tabby cat out of his arms. She meowed and looked up at you. You looked back at the turtle guy. "He was wondering around your house. The collar said it was yours." He smiled down at you. "Happy birthday." You smiled wider and engulfed him in a warm hug. "Thank you so much!" You let him out of the hug and looked at him with a warm smile on your face. "My names Mikey by the way!" He said excitedly. "I'm (Y/N)." You pet your cat on the back. He purred into your arms. "That's a pretty name." You blushed. "T-thanks." He looked around for something to start a conversation with. "My brother Raph says my rooms so dirty that no one can survive in it! But you did, So he was wrong!" He put his head closer to yours and whispered in your ear. "He hates it when he's wrong." You giggled. His eyes brightened when he heard footsteps outside of his door. He looked back at you and smiled. "You wanna meet my bros?" You smiled and tilted your head to the side. "Sure." He took your hand and pulled you out of his room, looking back at you with a smile that was so wide, you thought it would pull his face apart.