DT Ninja Turtle Headcanons

How do the bros handle jealousy over a pet?

Leo is above being jealous, he doesn't get jealous. Especially over a pet. He's better than that. Yet here you are, smooching up and cooing your sweet lil bearded dragon while he's right there. Your boyfriend. Who you should actually be smooching up and cooing–but it's fine, it's fine. He'll wait. Whatever. It's not like your pet lives with you or anything and it's not like you get to see it every day–

He literally spends the night pouting and grumbling till you finally give in and give him attention.

Raph doesn't mind at first, he ain't gonna tell ya to stop loving your pet or whatever. But five minutes become twenty, and twenty become forty. And Raph's starting to mind. He wants your kisses and cuddles and the weight of you in his lap. "Hey babe, put down Mr. Banana and c'mere already, movie's gonna start." He says, watching you as you carefully put back your snake in its home and trail over to him with a smile. He shoots a sharp glance at the snake, before finally pulling you close.

Donnie assumed that when he came over tonight, he'd get the love and affection he's been putting off because of projects, but watching you pet and dote on your iguana makes him rethink that expectation. He's a little more than annoyed, shooting narrow-eyed glares at the green iguana as you loving feed it pet snacks. "Um, Honeybee, maybe Yoshi's had enough leaves for tonight. W-Why don't you come on over and we could talk? Maybe watch a movie?"

"In a sec, Don." You say, not taking your eyes off of your sweet lil baby.

Donnie huffs and folds his arms, pouting and thinking of more than a number of ways to which iguanas are inferior to the Earth as a whole.

"BABYCAAAAAKESS LOOK AT MEEEEE KISS MEEEEEE-" Mikey whines as he tries to get you to pull away from your tortoise. "Alright alright, in a minute. But doesn't he look just adorable?" You hold up Squirtle, your pet tortoise, who has a delicately taped bow on his shell. Mikey doesn't react, shooting your pet a blank look before whining again. You sigh, gently setting down your friend and throwing yourself onto your boyfriend, who rejoices with a cheer. "Why you gotta love on one turtle when you got one right here?" "Squirtle's a tortoise, Mikey."" "Potato potato, i love youuuuuu-" he finishes off by littering your face with kisses.