His Baby Girl: TMNT Daughter Scenarios (Temporarily Discontinued)

Bumps and Bruises

Leonardo
You ran around the lair, twirling your mini Space Heroes figures in the air. "Woosh! Woosh!," you said as you ran, "Oh help me Captain Ryan! I'll save you Starista!" You were having a great time! However, that was all about to change. Mikey had left his skateboard lying in the middle of the lair. Did he forget that he has a young niece in the house? You didn't notice the skateboard until it was much to late. You tripped over it, dropping your action figures, and scraping up your hands. "Owww!," you yelled as tears started to fall from your eyes. At the sound of your crying, Leo rushed in. "(Y/n)!," he yelped as he lifted you off the ground. You cried hysterically at the sight of your bleeding hands. "Ow! Ow! My hands!," you screamed. Leo was freaking out, and seeing that it was Mikey's fault didn't make him any happier. "It's ok my little space girl. Don't cry," he said softly, wanting to calm you down. His words and worried look did actually soothe you, so you slowed down your crying. "C-can I have a b-bandaid," you asked through sniffles. "Of course sweetheart," your daddy replied, obviously relieved that you had stopped crying, "I'll let you use my limited edition Starista Galaxy bandaids!"

Raphael
You ran happily around the lair, swinging a pair of mini nunchucks that Uncle Mikey had given you in the air. "Woohoo!," you yelled. Raph wanted you to be just like him, and Mikey wanted you to develop your own character. So, he figured he'd let you try a bunch of different toy weapons. "Like a shadow!," you said as you hid in little corners of the lair. You liked the nunchucks, but unfortunately you weren't really good at using them. As you were swinging, you accidentally hit yourself in the face! You stumbled backwards and your nose started to bleed. "O-ow," you said quietly, not wanting anyone to hear you. You put your hand over your nose and ran to the bathroom, holding back your tears. Little did you know, Raph was already in the bathroom washing his hands. You gasped as you saw him, making him turn around. He saw the blood dripping from your hand immediately. "(Y/n)!," he screamed in panic, "What happened baby!" "N-nothing," you said as you reached for some toilet paper. "Hold on," he said as he picked you up and placed you on the toilet. He held your face up with his chin and examined your nose. "You'll be ok," he said softly as some little tears rolled down your cheek. He kissed your forehead with a soft smile, then noticed the mini nunchucks on the floor and growled, "But Mikey won't be." He didn't know it yet, but you really were going to be just as tough as your daddy.

Donatello
You were playing with Uncle Raph in the dojo, pretending to spar. "Left kick! Right kick! Left kick!," he instructed. You weren't really the fighting type, so this was kind of intense for you. Plus, you were kind of sensitive and Raph's yelling was hard for you to handle. "Don't forget to watch me, (Y/n)!," he said as he showed you a fighting stance. You copied him, but were really getting tired of this. "Uncle Raph, I don't wanna fight anymore," you whined. He groaned. "Just give me one good kick," he said. You nodded and jumped in the air, swinging your leg perfectly. It just missed his face! You had some hidden talent that you'd always been too afraid to show! You were about to stick the landing, however you're ankle twisted the wrong way as it hit the ground. "Ouch! Ouch!," you said as you fell onto the floor. Raph was so amazed by your move that he didn't notice. "Uncle Raaaaaaaph!," you whined as you clutched your ankle. Before he could react, Donnie came running in. "Sweetie!," he yelped. Raph just kind of backed up, not sure what to do. Donnie picked you up gently, glaring at Raph. "Come on sweetheart, I'll fix you up," he said, walking away, "Nice move, though." You looked at him, eyes wide. "Was it good?," you said. He gave you a gentle hug. "Amazing," he replied with joy and pride.

Michaelangelo
You were skating around the lair laughing at something you'd seen on TV. Key word: Skating. Ever since you'd met Casey, who you secretly had a deranged little girl crush on, you'd been obsessed with learning to skateboard just like him. You weren't that good, to say the least. "Woah! Woah!," you yelped as you tried desperately to keep your balance. Your efforts wouldn't last much longer, and you were heading towards the lab. You couldn't stop yourself as you rolled towards a little boiling chemical on a hot plate. You didn't want to crash into the chemical, so you did what any clueless little girl would. You grabbed onto the hot plate to stop yourself and steady your stance. "Owwwwwww!!!," you screamed as you stared at your red, blistering hand, "DADDY!" Tears rolled down your cheeks as Mikey came running in. "What happened my girl?!," he said worriedly as he picked you up and placed you on his lap. He sat on the lab floor rocking you as you cried and clutched your hand. "I-I-I was sk-skating a-and I touched uncle Donnie's h-hot thingy," you stutter. Mikey looked at the hot plate, slightly confused. "How can this little thing be so hot?," he asked, making the mistake of placing his own hand on it. "Ow! Ow!," he cried. You both sat there, holding onto your burning hands just crying together. Like father like daughter.