(Street Punk) TMNT x reader

Come live with us?

She stared at back at them not saying a word. All the boys staring at her waited for a response.
"Well sweet cheeks you gonna answer us?" Rebel said seductively.

He strutted over lacing an arm over her shoulder chuckling, blowing a puff of air into her ear. She of course immediately put a hand up to pry him away from her, until she heard a booming voice call from another side of the room.

"My sons, who have you brought here?"

He looked her up and down and smirked, a shiver went up her spine. She had already made her mind that this place was filled with creeps. She gave him a look  of her own only to realize he was an an actual giant rat, dressed in a black turtleneck, black slacks, a large long ankle cashmere cardigan, a cane firmly gripped in his palm, and a gold chain around his neck. Based on his stature she knew he  would have been a handsome man if he were human, too bad he was filled with nothing good. He had a very dominating and chaotic aura, like he was mixture of all the turtles personalities. However he wasn't thinking anything, that's not normal? Definitely a threat, possibly even manipulative in nature. Her anxiety kicked up. Swift stood near him a smirk on his face, but obviously forced like he was nervous. 

"She's...just a friend"

The rat man sighed closing his eyes and in a flash the heavy  wooden cane came up and hit Swift's abdomen with great force, knocking the wind out of him and forcing him on his knee. Mystery girls eyes widened at the scene unfolding in front of her, even Ralphs breath stopped at the man's actions but none of them made the decision to do anything. They were all stood in a trance, petrified even. She remembered how he addressed them, he must be their dad. The cane came up resting under Swifts chin forced him stare his assailant in the eyes. 

"Why are you playing with me? Especially this late at night, tell me who she is!"

M.C made and audible  gulp and opened his mouth to answer but was cut off by Ghost.

"We took her from the gas station we robbed"

"Oh then why didn't you say that?, you know I don't care what you do with hostages..... you'll forgive me won't you?"

He patted his son's chin with a smirk and put his cane down like nothing happened. What kind of environment are they living in? She looked around the room. It was actually well furnished and and homey, but still had the touch of the boys within it. You would have thought this was the  man cave of a mafia boss rather than a sewer. Their dad turned his attention back to the girl.

"When you are finished with her, dispose of her, remember I said no witnesses now I have a meeting with Mandolin"

She watches him fix his  clothes and walk out the room but not before placing his hand on Ralph's shoulder and giving him a pat and leaving. She didn't need to read his mind to know that their was nothing reassuring about that gesture. She almost felt bad for them...almost. 

Swift getting up and patting his obviously aching stomach just got up like he was used to it, with a sickening smile he looked back at the their little 'hostage' again.

"Well you heard the man, we can't let you leave right now, trust me he'll definitely now if we 'disposed' of you if we let you go and as you can see he doesn't take kindly to his orders being disobeyed, so please--"

She sighed pushing Ralphs hand off her shoulder and sitting back on the couch were M.C. resided. M.C. painfully sat up with a groan spreading his legs to make for room for their new guest.

"You know we get enough of the silent treatment from Ghost over there, you can at least tell us your name" M.C. croaked

"Y/n, call me Kat"