Multifandom Oneshots

Donatello [TMNT 2016]

title: Mementos From A Friend

Donatello x Child!Reader [Platonic]
TMNT 2016

request: S203324 Can you do donnie tmnt 2016 x human female child reader and by that I mean he has a friendship with the child?

note: AAAAAA sorry this took so long!! Hope you like it :)
(F/N) - fathers name
(M/N) - mothers name
(F/C) - favourite colour

warnings: cuteness 👉👈

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It all started with the strange orders.

Four extra large pizzas: two pepperoni, one vegetarian, and one strange mix of all the possible toppings. This was normal enough, that is until you heard about the instructions of delivery.

"Leave it in the alley."

"The what?"

"The alley. By the manhole cover."

Then the phone call would end, leaving a bewildered (F/N) to wonder what on earth his customer was smoking. But still, (L/N)'s Pizzeria always obliged these strange requests -- actually, it was part of the company's guarantees: 'No mater the order, we'll do it.' (*as long as the money was provided upon collection.)

It became a routine; (F/N) would take the order around 7 pm -- by now he had memorized the strange customer's number -- and (M/N) would prepare the bases and leave it in the alleyway.

During this routine, their seven-year-old daughter was left to wonder. Naturally, she was curious of her parents' strange actions. By now the girl was well versed in the order of the family business and knew that the other pizzas were collected over the counter or delivered to a home address. So why were they leaving stacks of pizzas in the alley every night?

Over time, (Y/N)'s small upstairs room began to fill with crudely drawn pictures of the customer. Or at least who she imagined them to be. Depictions of various monsters and odd figures drawn with cheap dollar shop crayons littered the walls. Her parents didn't think much of it, merely blaming the burning embers of their child's imagination. They assumed that the drawings would dampen her wild fantasies.

But they only fueled the fire.

By the time the season slid into Autumn, there was no drawing that could sate her curiosity. No. The only remedy was to see for herself.

On a chilly evening in October the Order™ came in right on schedule. As soon as the phone rang, (Y/N) raced down the stairs from the upstairs apartment into the pizzeria with reckless abandon. In front of a full house of customers, she threw herself at her father (who had just put down the phone) and begged for him to let her take the pizza out this time. Her father was embarrassed at his daughter dramatically pleading in front of his customers and reluctantly agreed to her terms.

She heaved the stack of boxes and dismissed her mother's suggestion to wear a jersey. Due to the significant height of the stack and her lack thereof, she could barely see where she was going. It took a few painful tries to find and open the door but eventually little (Y/N) stumbled into the brisk night air.

She left the pizzas on the steps as per instruction. But she didn't return inside. No, instead she beelined towards the back fence. A large amount of rubbish bags, cans, and other miscellaneous trash were stacked against the fence. (Y/N) crouched behind a beaten-up rubbish bin. The bin's silhouette easily swallowed her petite frame, and as long as the mysterious customer didn't move too close, she'd surely pass unnoticed.