TMNT/FNAF/Creepypasta/Undertale FanFic Oneshots! (REQUESTS CLOSED)

(Human) Mikey X Reader

You were walking home from school.  You were alone, but you had this nagging feeling that someone was following you or watching you from afar.  You had a little bit of scopophobia (the fear of being looked/stared at) and you were a bit shy at times because of that.  You turn to reassure yourself that no one was following you, but you see a boy that was a bit taller than you.  He was wearing a dark green outfit that looked like a ninja's outfit.  He had an orange mask covering his mouth and nose and an orange mask around his eyes.  You stop and he stops a few inches away from you.

"W-Who are you?" You manage to stammer out.  Because of the masks, he looked threatening and he wanted to hurt you.  You take a step back as he takes a step forward.  You see he has nunchucks in his hands and you burst out running away from him.  He was a lot faster than you and he caught up to you and grabbed your arm.  "Let go!" You bark at him.

"Whoa, hey.  Chillax, dudette." He pulls away and holds his hands up in a mocking surrender.  You hug your bag to you and stare at him.  "I ain't tryin' to hurt you or anything." He slowly inches to you.

"Then why'd you run after me and grabbed me?" You ask.  He stops and looks up and behind him and grabs your arm and quickly pulls you into an alley.  A shuriken flies to the ground and he hums in a way of saying 'that would happen'.

"The Foot and Kraang are after you." He says.

"The what and what?" You ask.

"The Foot clan and the Kraang.  The Kraang are aliens from another dimension who are trying to take over Earth for their own planet.  The Foot clan is an evil ninja group that's against the Hamato clan, which is the clan I'm part of." The mysterious boy explains, his voice muffled from the mask.

"H-How do you know this?" You ask.  "How can I trust you?"

"You can't." He shrugs and tugs on your arm and takes off the mask around his eyes and ties it around yours.  He turns it so you couldn't see.  He leads you to a sewer grate and helps you down.

"Ugh, what's that smell?" You cover your mouth and nose.  "Are we in the sewers?"

"No...?" The boy huffs.  He leads you to a room that was by an abandoned subway station.  He leads you to the couch and sits you down and takes the mask off and ties it around his eyes.  "For your safety, you'll be staying here for a while."

"What? B-But... but what about school? My family? My friends?" You stammer.  You didn't like school, but the only thing that made you want to go was a boy you knew named Mikey.  He wasn't exactly smart but he was funny, cool, and really sweet.  Most boys are funny and maybe cool but they're not really sweet like Mikey.

"Don't worry.  One of my friends (brothers) said you can still go to school, but one of us has to go with you.  And that one of us would be me." He smiles sweetly under his mask.

"You are going without the masks right?" You ask.

"Duh.  If I wore this, then I'd look suspicious." He says.  "I don't want people thinking I'm a rapist or a criminal or something." You giggle and see a boy walk in.  He wore exactly what the orange one was wearing but instead of orange it was a nice royal blue and he had katana blades as a weapon instead of nunchucks.

"She needs to rest; show her to her room." The blue clad boy says.  The boy in orange helps you up and leads you to a bedroom.  The door slid open and a thin mat was on the floor with a fluffy pillow.  You set your bag beside the bed and you sit down.

"Yell if you need anything." The boy walks out and slides the door shut and walks off.  You pull out your phone and see a bunch of texts from Andre.  Andre was your legal guardian since your mother had passed and you had no clue where your dad was.  Andre asked where you were, if you got a detention, if you were at a friend's house, at a call out meeting, and a bunch of other things.