TMNT x Reader Scenarios

Babysitting

Your parent(s)/guardian(s) called you and asked if you could watch your younger (sibling/cousin/etc.). You agreed after they finally convinced you to come home for the day.

Leo
(A young kid. About 6 or 7)

Leo decided to tag along with you. The two of you walked up to your parent's /guardian's doorstep. Before you could knock, they came running out of the door.

"Thanks, see you in a few hours," he/she/they said as they scurried to the car.

You walked into the house, with Leo close behind, to find your ( sibling/cousin/etc.) sitting on the couch watching TV.

"This shouldn't be too hard," Leo says.

An hour later, Leo was chasing the child around the house, attempting to make him/her sit down to eat.

"Aren't you hungry?" Leo sighed.

"Not if it's (their least favorite food) I'm not," he/she said, running up the steps.

"(Y/n)!" Your boyfriend complained,"Can you please get this child under control?"

"(sibling/cousin/etc.'s name), if you come eat you can get some (favorite dessert) and I'll let you watch an extra hour of TV."

The moment you finished your sentence, the child was in the kitchen chair waiting with his/fork in hand. While watching TV, he/she fell asleep.

"How did you possibly manage to calm him/her down?"

"Sometimes you have to bend the rules to get a job done, Leo."

Raph

(A baby or toddler)

Raph held the young child awkwardly as you searched for the baby's pacifier. He rolled his eyes in annoyance as the baby continued to cry.

"Did you check upstairs?" He asked.

"I'll go check now," you ran up the stairs.

Raph checked to make sure you were out of site before correctly craddling the baby in his arms. He carefully rocked the child back and forth in his arms while softly singing a soothing tune. You walked back down the staircase with the pacifier. You no longer could hear the baby crying, but soft singing. You walked into the doorway to see a sleeping baby in Raph's arms.

"Isn't that cute? Big, tough, Raphael singing to a baby." you teased.

He instantly snapped his head in your direction, blushing slightly. "Shut up! No one hears about this, okay?"

"My lips are sealed."

Donnie

(A kid/ preteen. Between 10-12)

Donnie was currently helping your (sibling/cousin/etc.) with their math homework. He showed him/her the easiest steps to get the correct answers.

"And once you get this down packed, I'll show you some shortcuts."

"Really?" He/she smiled eagerly.

"Of course. That way you can get your work done way faster than this. At least 40-50 percent faster."

"Awesome, I hate homework!"

The two continued to finish homework, eventfully accomplishing more than just math homework. You walked up to the table with the snacks you had been preparing.

"How are you two brainiacs doing?"

"(Y/n) look at all the stuff Donnie taught me! Isn't he amazing?"

You look over at Donnie with a smile,"Yeah he is, isn't he?"

Mikey

(A kid between 5-8)

It was Mikey's idea to take ( sibling/cousin/etc.) to the park. The entire time was spent with lessons on how to skateboard and how to play basketball. He/she watched intently as Mikey performed a few tricks on his skateboard.

"When can I learn to do that?" He/she grinned.

"Once you've got the basics down and learn some beginner moves, I'll show you some of my harder moves."

They grabbed their board. "Cool!"

After multiple falls, you decided basketball was the safer choice. Mikey taught them the proper way to shoot a jump shot, some crossover moves, and the correct lay-up form for both a right and left handed lay up.

"Keep playing like that and you'll be a pro in the NBA/WNBA, kiddo."

Casey
(A preteen/early teen)

Since your (sibling/cousin/etc.) was somewhat close in age to you, you decided to go ice skating. Well, Casey decided to.

Casey first taught him/her how to balance themselves well enough to skate. It took a couple of minutes, but, eventually, they got used to it. Then, Casey brought out the hockey puck and sticks.

"So how long until I am able to beat you?" He/she asked.

"No offense, but no one can beat the infamous Casey Jones. You can easily beat (y/n) though."

"Hey! Don't make me come over there, Jones!"

"Love you, sweetheart."

Casey turned his attention back to the teen/preteen who had a disgusted look on his/her face.

"That's gross!"

"Trust me, when you get lucky enough to find someone that's perfect for you like (y/n) is for me, you'll understand."

"If you say so, Jones."